
Sister Mary Robert: The only thing the chef knows how to cook is German sausage.
Sister Mary Lazarus: Day after day, liverwurst, bratwurst, beerwurst.
Sister Mary Patrick: It's the "worst."

James Wright: How many Beatles are there?
Kyle Davidson: Three... and Ringo.

Angela Lansbury: Walt Disney described the art of animation as a voyage of discovery, into the realms of color, sound, and motion. The music from Igor Stravinsky's ballet "The Firebird" inspires such a voyage. And so we conclude this version of "Fantasia" with a mythical story of life, death, and renewal.

Pierre Dulaine: To do something, anything, is hard. It's much easier to blame your father, your mother, the environment, the government, the lack of money, but even if you find a place to assign the blame, it doesn't make the problems go away.

Marquis de Sade: Man has given a false importance to death. Any animal, man or plant that dies adds to Nature's compost heap becomes the manure without which nothing could grow, nothing could be created. Death is simply part of the process. Every death, even the cruellest death drowns in the total indifference of Nature. Nature would watch unmoved if we destroyed the entire human race. I hate Nature.

Baby Spice: You know, I'm always gonna be known as Baby Spice, even when I'm 30.
Posh Spice: You love it really Emma, you you play up to it all the time.
Baby Spice: No I don't.
Posh Spice: Yes you do.You're doing it now.
Baby Spice: I'm not.

Lars Olfen: I had a garage band in Stockholm, which was a challenge in its own right, to keep an instrument tuned with that temperature swing. There's a block warmer for the Volvo in the garage but it's cold in there in the winter. So we played and I had a hit that you might have heard of. "Hur?r l?get, lilla gumman?" which means, "How's It Hanging, Grandma?" and it was big on the Swedish charts.

Abner Devereaux: I'm sorry, my dear, this is a restricted area. Only authorized personel are permitted.
Melissa: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm looking for Mr. Devereaux.
Abner Devereaux: I'm Mr. Devereaux.
Melissa: Oh, well, I'm looking for Sam Farrell. I was told you might be able to help me.
Abner Devereaux: Well, perhaps I can. I'll activate the elevator mechanism. You step inside.

John: There's just no point hating someone you love.

Airport Passport Official: Purpose for your visit?
Javed: I'm going to see Bruce Springsteen's hometown.
Airport Passport Official: I can't think of a better reason to visit the United States, than to see the home of the Boss.

Marie Stahlbaum: I had to, mother. Nutcracker was in danger.
Mrs. Sthalbaum: The only one who was in danger was you. How could you have been so carless as to bump your head? We’ve all been very worried about you.
Fritz Stahlbaum: Not me! Marie’s head is so hard, the floor would crack before she would.
Mrs. Sthalbaum: That’ll be enough Fritz!

Edgar Bergen: Yes, the voice of this golden harp cast a magic spell of joy and prosperity over the valley, but it was too good to last.
Charlie McCarthy: I knew there was a catch in it.
Edgar Bergen: For one day.
Charlie McCarthy: They built a school house.
Edgar Bergen: No, no.

Moose: One move can give a skinny, curly haired kid hope... hope that he's something special.