Barb: I think the little buggers schnockered, son of a bitch.
Mrs. Hubbard: Don't you agree the man must have entered my compartment to gain access to Mr. Ratchett?
Princess Dragomiroff: I can think of no other reason, madame.
Lt. Cmdr. Anthony Fallon: I blew a great big hole in your ship, Captain. I'd better give it back to you.
Goro: Ken is a tormented man. It is Eiko, of course, but it is also Japan. Ken is a relic, a leftover of another age, of another country.
Francisco Scaramanga: Ours is the loneliest profession, Mr. Bond.
Joe Patroni: Y'know, sometimes the public's right to know gives me a huge pain in the ass.
Beef: Oh, I knew I shouldn't be screwing around with the dead man's music. This place is possessed.
Arnold Philbin: What are you talking about?
Beef: You trying to tell me you didn't hear that shriek? That was something trying to get out of its premature grave, and I don't want to be here when it does.
Arnold Philbin: Opening night prima donnas. Look, iron man. If you so uptight, take a shower and cool off.
Beef: My pleasure... bones.
Daisy Buchanan: Rich girls don't marry poor boys.
Lady Daley: All this talk of Big Dick. I've had enough of it.
Ma Cobb: Remember what I've always told you: The wages of sin is gonorrhea, syphilis, and death.
Sally Potter: Are you a Stray Cat?
Mike: No, I'm a roadie.
Sally Potter: Roadie sounds like some sort of vagrant. What is that exactly?
Mike: It's like an army batman, only without the uniform. I make sure there's enough beer, chips and rubbers to go round. I supply the birds, the pills and the pot. And anything else that might be required to satisfy their lust... carnal, or otherwise.
Diana 'T.N.T.' Jackson: Did you ever hear of a thing called spying?
Joe: Hear of it? I invented it.
Foxy Brown: What? Link too?
Oscar: Yeah, they say it was those Steve Elias people.
Foxy Brown: Was he dealing again?
Oscar: Yeah, coke.
Foxy Brown: I told him to stay away from them.
Oscar: Yeah, but once those people pull you in, there's only ONE way they'll let you go.
Zandy Allan: You cut your hair just to spite me, didn't you.
Hannah Lund: I didn't cut it! I curled it with two nails.
Zandy Allan: You're a hateful woman, you know that! You're just hateful!
Vera Charles: However, in 'Fallen Angel' all of my clothes were done by Chanel! She said to me, 'Cheri' - she always called me Cheri - 'Cheri' she said, clothes not only make the woman, clothes make the world!' Oh she's brilliant! Sell her own mother, but brilliant. The costumes for my new show are so dazzling, that we expect complaints from the orchestra.
Ruth: Harvey, I have a headache, a toothache, a backache and I'm expecting the gout.
Harvey Beckman: Would an aspirin help?
Judge Arthur Cannon: Listen, why don't I trust you, and you trust me?
Dr. Edward Armstrong: The famous last words?
Dr. Ernest D. Hubbs: You did your major work applying game theory to the language of killer whales.
James R. Lesko: Well, it seemed cheaper than applying it to roulette.
Dr. Ernest D. Hubbs: Did you actually succeed in making positive contact with the whales?
James R. Lesko: Only with the emotionally disturbed.
Dr. Ernest D. Hubbs: How were you able to determine that?
James R. Lesko: We talked.