
Jean-Luc Picard: The Federation does not get to decide if a species lives or dies!
Admiral Kirsten Clancy: Yes we do. We absolutely do. (00:23:35)

Maria Hill: What does S.H.I.E.L.D. Stand for, Agent Ward?
Grant Ward: Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division.
Maria Hill: And what does that mean to you?
Grant Ward: It means someone really wanted our initials to spell out "shield."

Rosen Gatzev - Kukata: Excuse me... looking for dancers?

Greef Karga: He missed!
The Mandalorian: He won't next time.
Cara Dune: Our blasters are useless against him.
Greef Karga: Hey, let's make the baby to the magic hand thing. Come on, baby! [Waving his fingers] Do the magic hand thing. [The Child coos.] I'm out of ideas.

Miroku: So she has left us once again. Inuyasha, Kagome was not acting her usual self. Exactly what happened between you and Kikyo?
Inuyasha: Same thing that goes on when you're with a woman.
Miroku: Ah! Ghastly! You mean you did that right in front of Kagome?
Inuyasha: Maybe we need to have a talk about what it is you do with women.

All Valley - S1-E7
Samantha LaRusso: Aren't we supposed to avoid fighting?
Daniel LaRusso: Sometimes you can't. Someday the fight may come to you. And I want to make sure you're ready. So today we're going to see what Miyagi-Do is made of.

Peacemaker: [to Justice League] You're late, you fucking dickheads! [To Aquaman] Go fuck another fish, asshole!
Aquaman: I'm so fucking sick of that rumor.
Flash: It's...not a rumour.
Aquaman: Fuck you, Barry.

Bizarros in a Bizarro World - S2-E10
Bizarro Superman: I am your father. You do what I tell you to do, you understand?
Bizarro Jonathan: Oh, so now you want to be my dad now that I have powers. Where were you before?
Bizarro Superman: Don't you take that tone with me. You know exactly where I was.
Bizarro Johnathan: Actually, yeah, yeah, I do. Uh, selling your shoe line and hosting the Kevins. Oh, and the trips with President Seinfeld.

The Watcher: I am the Watcher. I am your guide through these vast new realities. Follow me, and dare to face the unknown, and ponder the question: what if?

Narrator: Ready for a story about superheroes? Ugh, more TV superheroes. Just what the world needs. Be honest, have you hung yourselves yet? Or, what if I told you this was actually a story about super-zeroes? Losers. Achingly pathetic meta-human goose eggs. How about it? Ready to feel better about your own miserable lives for the next hour or so? Follow me. Our story begins, as such stories do, with a visit to a Nazi. I'm sorry. Cobbler.