Brian Stimpson: It's not the despair, Laura. I can take the despair. It's the hope I can't stand.
Nancy: Boring, Sidney, Boring.
Allie Fox: Everything we need is here. Right here. We can live simply: gardening, beach combing. I'm a changed man, mother. No more chemicals or poisons. If what you want isn't washed up on this beach, you probably don't need it.
Fidget: I'm going! I'm going! I'm going.
Marvel: Fuck you.
Molly McGrath: Fuck you what?
Marvel: Fuck you... Coach McGrath.
Molly McGrath: Better.
L.G. McPeters: Just had another cursin' caller. Your little ass is gonna be in big trouble with that tape girl.
Alba Bewick: In the land of the legless the one-legged woman is queen.
Dr. Henry Fynn: It would appear that Sommerset was right, wouldn't it? It all comes down to blowing their heads off.
Brenda: So, Nash was illegitimate?
Doctor: Yeah, for about a minute and a half. He died right after she did.
Chaz: Hey guy, your fly is open and your Hostess Twinkie is hanging out.
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.
Knotcher: Good morning, boys and girls, I have an announcement. One of special interest to you military personnel. Little Dougie Masters has regretfully been denied admission to the Air Force Academy. Too bad. [Laughs] He would have looked cute in his little uniform and haircut, marching around with with the other fairies. [Notices a highly irate Doug standing outside the microphone room] What's the matter, flybaby?
Duckie: May I admire you again today?
Seymour: It's true! I chopped him up. But I didn't kill him.
Dave Whiteman: I ate garbage last night, Barbara... and loved it.
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.
Loyal heart dog: We should really help them - I'm with you.
Patricia: Fruitcake? fruitcake? Listen Bucko, I happen to be a highly educated, intelligent girl with an I.Q. that would put you pea-brain in the cellar. So remember, If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here. Call me for dinner.
Mark Kaminsky: Because of you a lot of people are dead. And now it's your turn.
Narrator: What time is it? No time to look back.