Rizzo: What's wrong?
Gonzo: It just feels so weird.
Rizzo: You mean that Mr. Arrow's dead?
Gonzo: Yeah, that... And my pants are filled with starfish.
Rizzo: You and your hobbies.
Pocahontas: It would've been better if we'd never met. None of this would have happened.
John Smith: Pocahontas, look at me. I would rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.
Ito O'Hara: Even though there's no surf, he's right back in the swim.
Maile Duval: Well he's about to be beached.
Alicia Pritchard: Mr. Griggs, a person is not a corporation! A person is flesh and blood... and feelings .
Mac: Are we limp and hard to manage?
Mr. Marks: Do I smell the revolting stench of self-esteem?
Frollo: Captain Phoebus, arrest her.
Barry: He looks like a Bulgarian boll weevil mourning its first-born.
Eowyn: Begone foul dwimmerlaik! Leave the dead in peace.
The Witch King: Come not between the Nazgul and his prey, or he will slay thee in turn.
Eowyn: Do what you will, I will hinder it if I may.
The Witch King: Hinder me? Thou fool! Dost though not know the prophecy? No living man may hinder me.
Eowyn: But no living man am I! You look upon a woman, Eowyn am I. You stand between me and my Lord and kin. Begone, or living or dark undead, I will smite you if you touch him.
Ma Tatum: You look like you been drug through a mole hole backwards.
Sheila: You were a rotten dancer.
Zach: Why do you think I became your choreographer?
Columbia - A Groupie: I hope it's not meatloaf again.
Marienne Hotchkiss: Dance is a very powerful drug Mr. Keane. If embraced judiciously, it can exorcise demons, access deep seated emotions and color your life in joyous shades of brilliant magenta that you never knew existed. But, one must shoulder its challenges with intrepid countenance if one is ever to reap its rewards.
Dowager Queen: He can write what he likes, so long as he clears this room. There are too many people in it by far. Most of them not worth the candle.
Paul Shaffer: Bill, where we going?
Bill Murray: You haven't quit drinking yet, have you?
Paul Shaffer: Should I?
Bill Murray: ...Good man.
Langston: What kind of parents are you?
Reverend Cornell Cobbs: The broken hearted kind.
Ozone: Girls are whack, man.
Raphael: Oh no, he's turning into that opera guy again.