David Banner: Don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
Reverend Jim: a Space Odyssey - S2-E3
Jim: Can you guess how many drugs I did?
Elaine: A lot.
Jim: Wow! Right on the nose!
Maria: Do you know what you are, Parrott?
Mr Parrott: Mr Parrott to you.
Maria: A complete prat. The kids know it, the teachers know it, and now it looks like your ex-fiancée has got the message as well.
Mork's Mixed Emotions - S1-E20
Orson: You opened the door to your emotions, didn't you?
Mork: Yes, Sir.
Orson: You realise you've broken the highest Orkan law. It is my duty to report you to the Council.
Mork: I understand. But I don't regret what I've done, sir. You see, for the first time in my life, I feel really alive, I feel fantastic! Oh, I wish you could try it! I wish you could feel some of the things I've been feeling!
Orson: Impossible. I could never do that. They'd throw me in prison.
Mork: Oh, I don't mean to be disrespectful, your immenseness, but until you can marvel at a rainbow after a storm or rejoice at seeing a baby walk for the first time, or hold someone and have them feel the same warmth inside as you feel close to them outside - until you can do these things, aren't you already in prison?
Arthur 'Big Guy' Carlson: As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.
Arnold Jackson: Be careful with my goldfish. His name's Abraham.
Philip Drummond: I've never seen a black goldfish before.
Arnold Jackson: That's okay. He never saw a rich white man before either.
Horace Rumpole: She who must be obeyed.
Commander Adama: Mr. President, a wall of unidentified craft is closing in on the fleet.
Baltar: Possibly a Cylon welcoming commitee.
Commander Adama: Sir, may I suggest we launch a 'welcoming commitee' of our own?