Cledus Snow: You can't drive a fork lift.
Bandit: I can drive any forkin' thing around.
Paula McFadden: I thought you said you were decent.
Elliot Garfield: I am decent. I also happen to be naked.
Connie: Are you as good in bed as you are on the dance floor?
Alvy Singer: I'm so tired of spending evenings making fake insights with people who work for "Dysentery."
Robin: "Commentary."
Alvy Singer: Oh really? I had heard that "Commentary" and "Dissent" had merged and formed "Dysentery."
Emilia: Daddy wouldn't do what you did.
Dr. Paul Moreau: You've been drinking for two straight days Montgomery. I suggest that you continue.