Cripples, Bastards, and Broken Things - S1-E4
Daenerys Targaryen: If you ever lay a hand on me again, it'll be the last time you have hands.
Alan Shore: Ah, Denny, I've hardly seen you this episode.
Raven: Evil beware. We have waffles.
Billy Blue Cannon: I need all the rest I can get, Uncle Buck.
Buck Cannon: When I was your age, Blue, the word 'rest' hadn't been invented.
J.J. Jeffson: Well, you know what the Lord says: "Go forth and multiply, and fill the earth."
Bill Gillespie: But I don't think he meant for you to do that by yourself.
David Banner: Don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
Rick Grimes: This is how we survive. We tell ourselves that we are the walking dead.
Kelly Grayson: This is going to sound like I'm talking out my ass.
Isaac: Then please try to enunciate.
Miley Stewart: I can't believe it. I'm going out with a ninth grader! Wooo!
Robby Ray Stewart: Well, don't believe it, because I'm not letting you go. Wooo!
Yokas: Forgot how many personal things I tell you. Guess I forgot how much I talk to you. You know? Because you weren't there for me to talk to. I miss you, Bosco.
Thomas Banacek: If you're not sure that it's potato borscht, there could be orphans working in the mines.
Kitty Forman: Oh good God, you kids switch partners more than square dancers!
Egon Spengler: Notice the vacant stare, the completely mindless look. That could only mean one thing.
Winston Zeddemore (I): She's from California?
Egon Spengler: No. She's been hypnotized.
Multiple characters: Mouth breather.
Lt. Arthur Fancy: The future keeps telling us what the past was about. You make the past mean different things by the way you use the time that comes after.
Bea Smith: I'm going Freak-hunting.
Mary Carroll: Look at Anthony's hair. He looks like a little choir boy.
Jim Royle: He looks like a little gay boy.