Worm: 'Ello.
Sarah: Did you say hello?
Worm: No, I said 'ello, but that's close enough.
Jack Burton: Hey, I'm a reasonable guy. But I've just experienced some very unreasonable things.
Chandler Jarrell: I don't know, maybe he cut himself shaving and bled to death looking for a kleenex.
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.
Connor MacLeod: I apologize for calling your wife a bloated warthog, and I bid you good day.
Loyal heart dog: We should really help them - I'm with you.
Uncle Pomme: The earth speaks to all of us, and if we listen, we can understand.
Carol Ann: They're back.
Seth Brundle: I think you're making a mistake. I think you really want to talk to me.
Ronnie: Sorry, I have three other interviews to do before this party's over.
Seth Brundle: Yeah, but they're not working on something that'll change the world as we know it.
Ronnie: They say they are.
Seth Brundle: Yeah, but they're lying. I'm not.
Toymaster: Barnaby, what is it exactly that you want? Didn't Santa Claus bring you enough toys last Christmas?
Brun: You want to be a leader, Broud, but a man who hits his people can never lead the Clan.