Victor Duncan: Why don't you do yourself a favor and go back to your white-bread, suburban, cesspool land while you still have a chance?
Rick Latimer: I can't.
Purdy Mantle: It ain't never too late, unless you're dead.
Foul Phil - Suit: My tummy hurts.
Greaser Greg - Suit: What did you eat?
Foul Phil - Suit: Everything.
Greaser Greg - Suit: That makes sense.
Henry Bloom: Tell me about Jennifer.
Ricky Caldwell: Eat shit.
Dr. Steele: When I stack 'em, they stay stacked.
Dennis Meechum: Who fucked it up?
Roberta Gillian: Nobody fucked it up, Mr. Meechum. Just don't expect Hollywood to bail you out.
Dutch: Here... Dunk your whiskers in this, sister.
Jeremy Capello: This blood's for you.
Wild Bill Woodward: I don't like that tiny maggot, I don't like him at all. I mean what is this? Ninjas? Drug pushers? My men being kidnapped and murdered? This is really beginning to get on my tits.
Pamela: It's old and depressing.
Mason: It's reality.
Pamela: This is the '80s! Nobody likes reality any more.
The Driller Killer: I can't get no... satisfaction.
Pinhead: We'll tear your soul apart!
Thomas Rogers - Servant: Dinner will be served at eight o clock.
Miss Emily Caroline Brent: That's late.
Streebeck: Well, Emil. It's just you...and me...and your balls...[slides open drawer.] In this drawer. [Slams drawer shut.]
Eddie Murphy: There's a song out now called "Ain't Nothin' Goin' on But the Rent." So when a man asks a woman "Hey, baby! What's going on?" The woman will say, "The rent, motherfucker!"
Pu Yi, at 15: Who is this George Washington?
Reginald Fleming 'R.J.' Johnston: A famous American, your majesty. A revolutionary general, the first American president.
Pu Yi, at 15: Ah, like Mr. Lenin in Russia?
Reginald Fleming 'R.J.' Johnston: Not quite.
Pu Yi, at 15: Does he have a car?
Reginald Fleming 'R.J.' Johnston: He lived a long time ago, your majesty.
Pu Yi, at 15: I want a car.
Chris Hammond: How can she stand to be so close to her own body without constantly feeling herself up?
James Bond: I know a great restaurant in Karachi. We can just make dinner.
Mr. Jones: The Winky Dinky Ho Cake... hoes gotta eat too.
Rudy: If you want to be cool, first you pull your headband into the cool position. Then you just lean back, put this hand in your pocket and then you wave this hand behind you like you just cut one and your trying to shoo away the stinch.