Snowball: Welcome my dogs! Oh, you guys look weird. Hurry up, come on in.
Buddy: You said it was a costume party.
Mel: Why do you listen to me?
Wallace: Cracking toast, Gromit.
Seti: Why do the gods torment me with such reckless, destructive, blasphemous sons?
Rameses: Father, hear what I say.
Seti: Be still! Pharaoh speaks. I seek to build an empire, and your only thought is to amuse yourselves by tearing it down! Have I taught you nothing?
Hotep: Don't be so hard on yourself, your highness. You're an excellent teacher.
Huy: It isn't your fault your sons learned nothing.
Hotep: Well, they learned blasphemy.
Huy: True.
Edith: You're gonna be a spy?!
Gru: That's right, baby! Gru's back in the game with gadgets, and weapons, and cool cars!
Iridessa: Be careful, Rosetta, she may faint! Elevate her legs! No, wait! I mean the head! Wait, okay, if she's red, raise the head, if she's pale, raise the tail. Does she look pale or red?
Rosetta: ...She looks squished.
Spirit: There was no end to the strange ways on the two-leggeds.
Blackberry: Men have always hated us.
Holly: No. They just destroyed the warren because we were in their way.
Fiver: They'll never rest until they've spoiled the earth.
Sunset Shimmer: A demon. I turned into a raging she-demon.
Pinkie Pie: And tried to turn everyone here into teenage zombies for your own personal army.
Sid: I say "they're vegetarians, " you say "grrr." I say "can we talk about this?" you say "grrr." I don't call that good communication.
Momma: Grrrrrrr.