Joe (Cantonese) /Jeffrey (English): Are you always so determined?
Lee: Yes, it's my style.
Joe (Cantonese) /Jeffrey (English): Mine too.
Lawrence Isabella: I've heard a lot about you.
Joey Rosselini: Yeah? Good things, I hope.
Freddy Krueger: It's a boy.
Rennie: There is a maniac trying to kill us.
Waitress: Welcome to New York.
Mayor: Oh, crapola.
Horace Pinker: This BarcaLounger's gonna kick your ass, boy.
Maxwell Smart: Because at this very moment, this warehouse is being surrounded by one hundred cops with Doberman pinschers. Would you believe it? A hundred cops with Doberman pinschers.
Nicholas Dimente: I find that hard to believe.
Maxwell Smart: Would you believe ten security guards and a bloodhound?
Nicholas Dimente: I don't think so.
Maxwell Smart: How about a Boy Scout with rabies?
Tony Vincenti: Who the hell are you kidding? You're going up there to take on Casper the fucking ghost. You don't need a detective... you need Bill Murray for Christ's sake.
Dorinda Durston: He's too beautiful. He's too much twisted steel and sex appeal. I can't be with a guy that looks like I won him in a raffle.
Wallace: No cheese, Gromit! Not a bit in the house.
King Arnulf: Now, I want you to be absolutely, totally, genuinely honest with me. Did you really, truly, honesty like it?
Erik: ...No.
King Arnulf: They didn't like it! Oh my God! I want to die.
Amos Reed: Let him go, Hooch! I'm sorry, Scott. I don't have the hand-strength I used to. You're OK, aren't you?
Scott Turner: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I was looking forward to a nice quiet cup of coffee, but NOW I'M awake.
Penn: Ah, the revolution! Starting in the most unlikely of places: Trump Casino, Atlantic City.
Gordon Ngubene: They've arrested Jonathan.
Ben du Toit: Again? What for?
Gordon Ngubene: There is big trouble in the townships. They're killing our children! I saw the bodies, Mr. Ben. Many have been detained. I went to the hospital. To the mortuary. Everywhere! The police deny they have Jonathan.
Ben du Toit: Why didn't you tell me?
Gordon Ngubene: I am telling you.
Pastor: Can I ask what your interest is in finding such a book?
Giles Redferne: Our interest lies in stopping those who would see all good falter. It lies in stopping the powers of misrule from coming of age. It lies in finding that damned book, and thwarting a vile beast of a man who shall not rest until God himself is thrown down, and all of creation becomes Satan's black hell-besmeared farting hole.
Kassandra: You asked.
Helen Downing: Back then, dinner and a movie might have gotten you into some girl's panties, but it's gonna take a lot more than that to get into mine.
Scott McCarthy: Never sneak up on a man when he's blasting Metallica.