
Alvin: Don't worry about picking us up after school, Toby. We'll catch a ride - IN A HEARSE!

Finn McMissile: My apologies, I haven't properly introduced myself. Finn McMissile, British intelligence.
Mater: Tow Mater, average intelligence.

Artie: Did you say you were looking for Arthur?
Puss in Boots: That information is on a need to know basis.
Donkey: It's top secret. Hushity-hush.

Neil: So what do we do now?
Norman Babcock: Uhh... I... I - I really don't know.
Courtney: Yes you do, Norman. You've gotta get to that witch's grave.
Norman Babcock: But.
Courtney: But nothing, you listen to me, buster. We didn't turn away when Daleridge High was slaughtering our volleyball team, did we?
Norman Babcock: Yeah, we did.
Courtney: No, we didn't. I have cheered the un-cheerable, Norman. And I'm not letting you give up now.

Tito: Hey, man, if this is torture, chain me to the wall.

Barley Lightfoot: Put it in O, for onward.

Grinch: Christmas already? Ugh.

Ben the Cow: Otis, a strong man stands up for himself, a stronger man stands up for others.