Frances: Blind Dog and Lightning Boy? Who the hell are you guys supposed to be?
Eugene Martone: We're bluesmen.
Willie Brown: I'm the bluesman, he's from Long Island.
Honey Horneé: Take me, Garth!
Garth Algar: Where? I'm low on gas and you need a jacket.
Honey Horneé: I'm gonna be frank.
Garth Algar: OK. Can I still be Garth?
Frank Rossi: You know why God made farts smell? So deaf people could enjoy them too.
Uncle Vester: Whoa! My momma dead! Now I gotta cut ya! That's the rule, cut ya, cut ya.
Ulysses Everett McGill: What'd the devil give you for your soul, Tommy?
Tommy Johnson: Well, he taught me to play this here guitar real good.
Delmar O'Donnell: Oh son, for that you sold your everlasting soul?
Tommy Johnson: Well, I wasn't usin' it.
Beau Hutton: I enjoy playing music, I don't care who it's for.
Jennifer North: The sanitarium was very expensive.
Alvin: I feel like P. Diddy with fur.
Jimmy Smith Jr: You ever wondered at what point you gotta just say "f**k it, man." You ever wondered at what point you gotta stop livin' up here, and start livin' down here?
Connie: Are you as good in bed as you are on the dance floor?
Justin Bieber: There's gonna be times where people tell you that you can't live your dreams. This is what I tell them: Never say never.
Nick: If anyone is getting raped in that van, it'll be a guy.
Agnes Carpenter: Karen, you're not eating. You look too thin, if you ask me.
Karen Carpenter: Mother, how can anybody be too thin?
Elliot Wilhelm: When are you going to call me?
Chili Palmer: When your phone rings.
T.V. Director: I won an award.
John: A likely story.
T.V. Director: It's on the wall in my office.
Cricket Feldstein: You wanna hit me? I would love it if you hit me! I'm married to a Jew, I've got nothing to lose.
Angus: What about this? What about this situation right here? Can't fuck your way out of this one, can you Mark?
Bobby James: Get the goons with the fruit.