Lord Bowler: Uh oh. You hit the sheriff.
Brisco County Jr.: Yeah, but I did not hit the deputy.
Male Receptionist: Oh, boy. Where to begin... where to begin? First of all, fatty, I'm not bowing down to anyone. Second of all, unless you're here for a supermodel audition you're not seeing anyone's master. Third of all, shoo.
Wilson Fisk: We all knew, that we would need to eliminate the Russians one day. They were too unpredictable.
Leland Owlsley: This from a guy, taking heads off with a car door. (00:11:20)
Mystery of a Thousand Moons - S1-E18
Obi-Wan: Very impressive. You just destroyed seventeen defenseless battle droids without suffering a scratch.
[Another battle droid falls apart.]
Anakin: Eighteen, actually.
Roger Smith: People are not ruled by their memories.
The Silver Surfer & the Coming of Galactus: Part 1 - S1-E5
Mr. Fantastic: Galactus must have seen us. Why didn't he say anything?
Uatu: Do you greet the cockroaches on your kitchen floor?
Richie Ryan: Come on, do it. Come on, come on, go ahead, do it. When the Quickening knocks you on your skinny little ass, MacLeod's gonna be right there to help you up. I die, you go right behind me.
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)
Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: Is that my underwear in your hands?
Arthur Ramsey: Yes.
Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: Drop it.
Lucas: Captain, this is a Level One UEO sealed file. Opening it would be illegal.
Capt. Nathan Bridger: Why do you think I came to you?
Lucas: Good point.
Narrator: This was part of a foreign land, transplanted bodily to America and known as Little Tokyo. Since a wise government rounded up the immoral hoods, it has become virtually a ghost street, where only one business survives, eking out a precarious existence on the dimes of curiosity-seekers.
Beware of Mexicans Delivering Milk - S6-E15
Penfold: Ah, good morning milkman, I'm just going to do my exercises.
El Loco: Ah si, you run, eh, you swim, you jump.
Penfold: No I lift the milk bottles.
El Loco: Guantanamera gringo.
Penfold: Er, no thanks, but we want some on Saturdays.
El Loco: If Saturday ever comes, eh?
Penfold: Erm, pardon?
El Loco: No importa! Hasta la vista!
Penfold: No just my pyjamas! Cor you can always tell whether they've been to Majorca for their hols. He even looks like that vicious Mexican bandit El Loco.
Helen: He's going to the center of the Earth. You get dizzy on the botton rung of a ladder.
Jonas Lytton: Not the bottom rung.
Ed Straker: A funeral. Without a body. A symbol of human compassion. The long finger of tragic coincidence, stretching across a billion miles of space. Is this the end or the beginning? Where does the universe end? Where does it begin?
Sub-Zero: Nothing breaks harder than ice.
Slartibartfast: I'd much rather be happy than right, any day.
Arthur Dent: And are you?
Slartibartfast: No. That's where it all breaks down, of course.
Dr. Max Hudson: If I start to go crazy can you... take care of me?.. In the back of the head.
Diana Skouris: You won't even see it coming... Dr. Hudson?
Dr. Max Hudson: I just gave you permission to blow my head off. You can call me Max.
Man-At-Arms: That's very interesting, but silly.