Vince Latello: Son of a bitch, whaddaya call this wawa?
Sherman: I believe you'd call him a Neanderthal man.
Vince Latello: Well I don't care what country he's from! One shot to the chones an' he's down.
Insane Prisoner: The Mouse? He left our house. No mouse today, he's run away. To ease the pain, he... he's down the drain.
Shug: You sho is ugly.
Cecil Vyse: I have no profession. My attitude - quite an indefensible one - is that as long as I am no trouble to anyone, I have the right to do as I like. It is, I dare say, an example of my decadence.
Suicide: You think this is a fuckin' costume? This is a way of life.
Max Zorin: This will hurt him more than me.
Brave Heart Lion: A world without caring? This doesn't look like the Earth you talked about.
Tender Heart Bear: We've got stop it before it gets worse.
Gentle Heart Lamb: I don't think this place could get any worse.
Karen Blixen: If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?
Caesar: I will reason with him, I'll appeal to his better nature.
Rooney: Oh, you're gonne reason with a grown man in a dress?
Sherlock Holmes: The game is afoot!
Monty Brewster: Marilyn? I could die in this room.
Don King: Mr. Chairman, we are a company on the move. I have two mega stocks and a super promotional idea that can bring INC from $500 million, to $1 billion in gross revenue. That is not about white power, nor is it about black power. It's about green power! Money! M-O-N-E-Y! We're talking about geometric progression. One... four... eight... 16... the numbers boggle the mind! So in conclusion, all we have to do is to get off the dime, and put this show on the road. Thank you very much.
Inspector Japp: Poirot, please, before I grow old, retire, and move to Brighton, who is it?
Sister Agnes: I don't understand what you're talking about. You want to talk about the baby, everbody wants to talk about the baby. But, I never saw the baby. So I can't talk about the baby, because I don't believe in the baby.
General Graycliffe: A child with a stick of chewing gum has just rendered your hundred million dollars of hardware useless.
Dogati: No more Wagner.
Shinyuki: You are ready, my son. I will be with you indeed and in my heart. Follow the Bushido.
Joe: I will honor the code, father.