Batty: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I've watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain. Time to die.
Elliot: Okay, he's a man from outer space, and we're taking him to his spaceship.
Greg: Well, can't he just beam up?
Elliot: This is reality, Greg.
Ron Carlisle: Take, Tootsie.
Dorothy Michaels: Ron? I have a name it's Dorothy. It's not Tootsie or Toots or Sweetie or Honey or Doll.
Ron Carlisle: Oh, Christ.
Dorothy Michaels: No, just Dorothy. Alan's always Alan, Tom's always Tom and John's always John. I have a name too. It's Dorothy, capital D-O-R-O-T-H-Y.
Kahea: I am the plumed serpent, I fly, and I crawl... I have fallen, but I shall rise again.
King Osric: What daring! What outrageousness! What insolence! What arrogance... I salute you.
Jeff Spicoli: Those guys are fags.
Chuck: How come you never scream when we have sex?
Chili: Give me something to scream about.
Stingo: I was twenty two, and a virgin, and was clasping in my arms at last the goddess of my unending fantasies. My lust was inexhaustible. Sophie's lust was both a plunge into carnal oblivion, and a flight from memory and grief. More than that, I now see it was a frantic attempt to beat back death.
Ed Dillinger: What's the project you're working on?
Alan Bradley: Well, it's called Tron. It's a security program itself, actually. It monitors all contacts between our system and other systems. It finds anything going on that's not scheduled, it shuts it down. I sent you a memo on it.
Ed Dillinger: Part of the Master Control Program?
Alan Bradley: No, it'll run independently. It can watchdog the MCP as well.
Jenny Fields: You know, everybody dies. My parents died. Your father died. Everybody dies. I'm going to die too. So will you. The thing is, to have a life before we die. It can be a real adventure having a life.
Teacher: If ya don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding! How can ya have any pudding if ya don't eat ya meat?
Deputy Comissioner Lasorde: Read this most carefully and give me your opinion.
Insp. Jacques Clouseau: I will read my opinion and give you yours most carefully.
Mrs. Devereaux: You lock all the doors and windows.
Trish: Mom, I'm eighteen years old, remember?
Mrs. Devereaux: You will always be my baby.
Paul Gallier: Long ago, our ancestors sacrificed their children to the leopards. The souls of the children grew inside the leopards, until the leopards became human. We were gods then.
Paul Gallier: We are a incestuous race. We can only make love with our own, otherwise we transform. And before we can become human again, we must kill.
Paul Gallier: Welcome home.
Wilma Northrup: Now get out of my way, Henry, or I swear to God you'll be wearing your balls for earrings.
Cindy: Beautiful day outside, isn't it? Nothing like good old southern California for lots of sunshine.
Carla Moran: I was raped.
Dr. Oliver Ludwig: There are over twenty bodily fluids present in the human body and I am proud to say I have tasted all of them.
Zézette: Eh, Monsieur Pierre! Y'a un monsieur très malpoli qui a téléphoné, il voulait enculer Therèse.
Pierre Mortez: Oui mais c'est un ami.
Zézette: Ah bah ça va alors.
