Wallace: No cheese, Gromit! Not a bit in the house.
Harry Crumb: My reputation precedes me. Otherwise I'd be late for all my appointments.
Aatos Laitila: If it gets any colder we'll need dynamite to break up the cheese.
Arvi Huhtala: Let Russian artillery do it for us.
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.
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.
Eileen Gallagher: How do you know...?
Sgt. Johnny Gallagher: God damn it, I don't know! These people can be anybody they want to be! It scares the piss out of me.
Judah Rosenthal: I remember my father telling me, "The eyes of God are on us always." The eyes of God. What a phrase to a young boy. What were God's eyes like? Unimaginably penetrating, intense eyes, I assumed. And I wonder if it was just a coincidence I made my specialty ophthalmology.
Penn: Ah, the revolution! Starting in the most unlikely of places: Trump Casino, Atlantic City.
Ron Kovic: People say that if you don't love America, then get the hell out. Well, I love America.
Bub: I swear to God. If my brother hadn't hit him in the head repeatedly with a blender, he would've killed me.
Linda: A blender?
Bub: Yeah, uh... a Hamilton Beach Blender.
Scott McCarthy: Never sneak up on a man when he's blasting Metallica.
Dwight Ingalls: Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.
Coach Harris: Fuck you too.
Dwight Ingalls: You can't talk to students like that.
Coach Harris: Fuck you! Now suit up.
Valmont: You want me to seduce a little girl, who has seen nothing, who knows nothing, who'll probably flop on her back out of simple curiosity? You don't need me for that. Anyone can do that.
Garfield: Why someone would murder a 23-year-old college professor was beyond me. Maybe he delivered just one too many lectures on the Boxer Rebellion. Stranger things have happened in this town.