[Gordie is dreaming about Denny's funeral.]
Mr. LaChance: It should have been you Gordon.
Ferris: Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Layne: The things I do for my fucking friends.
Coach Norman Dale: If you put your effort and concentration into playing to your potential, to be the best that you can be, I don't care what the scoreboard says at the end of the game, in my book we're gonna be winners.
Peggy Sue: We had one glorious night together, someday you'll remember and write about it.
Michael Fitzsimmons: Yeah, I can dig that. Bittersweet perfection. Dogs of lust on leashes of memory.
Remy McSwain: If I can't have you, can I have my gator?
Frances: Blind Dog and Lightning Boy? Who the hell are you guys supposed to be?
Eugene Martone: We're bluesmen.
Willie Brown: I'm the bluesman, he's from Long Island.
Gunnery Seargant Thomas Highway: The United States Marines is lookin' for a few good men - and you ain't it.
Alba Bewick: In the land of the legless the one-legged woman is queen.
Fielding: Father, he's done this penance long enough, and well, the other brothers think the same.
Gabriel: But he doesn't think so, John. Until he does, neither do I.
William of Baskerville: The only evidence I see of the antichrist here is everyones desire to see him at work.
Allie Fox: Double-digit inflation and a two-dollar loaf of bread.
Nancy: Boring, Sidney, Boring.
Duckie: This is a really volcanic ensemble you're wearing, it's really marvelous.
Margaret 'Meg' Magrath: Why'd you do it, Babe? Why'd you put your head in the oven?
Rebeca 'Babe': I don't know... I'm having a bad day.
Gussie: We awe going to have a wawwy.
Honest John: A wawwy? What's a wawwy?
Gussie: You know. A wawwy. A wawge gathewing of mice fow a weason.
Honest John: Oh. A rally.
Gussie: That's what I said. A wawwy.