Sheriff of Nottingham: Locksley! I'm gonna cut your heart out with a spoon.
Robin Hood: Then it begins.
Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures!
Belle: Well, some people use their imagination.
Mike Waters: I love you, and you don't pay me.
Topper Harley: My father used to say that not playing to win is like sleeping with your sister. Sure she's a great piece of tail, with a blouse full of goodies, but... It's just illegal. Then you get into that whole inbred thing. Kids with no teeth who do nothing but play the banjo... Eat apple sauce through a straw... Pork farm animals.
Thomas J. Sennett: Vada?
Vada Sultenfuss: Yeah?
Thomas J. Sennett: Would you think of me?
Vada Sultenfuss: For what?
Thomas J. Sennett: Well, if you don't get to marry Mr. Bixler.
Vada Sultenfuss: I guess.
Nancy Lee Nicholson: Is that a star?
Hank Gordon: No, that's Ted Danson.
Tom Wingo: Let's face it, Lowenstein. Women are more devious than men. You're great at hiding things. You keep secrets. You smile when you lie. You expect a man to be a tower of strength. When he's got a few weaknesses and insecurities, what do you do? You turn around, and goddamn it, you betray him.
Dani: I wanna know you.
Court Foster: You do know me.
Dani: I wanna know you more... I wanna know you all I can.
Court Foster: What do you wanna know?
Dani: I wanna know... your hopes.
Court Foster: Well... I hope your boobs will get bigger and your butt will fill out.
Gator Purify: I swear before God... and four more white people! This is the last time.
Daniel Miller: Is this Heaven?
Bob Diamond: No, it isn't Heaven.
Daniel Miller: Is it Hell?
Bob Diamond: Nope, it isn't Hell either. Actually, there is no Hell. Although I hear Los Angeles is getting pretty close.
Kate Sullivan: For someone who doesn't have anything nice to say about lawyers you certainly have plenty of them around.
Lawrence Garfield: They're like nuclear warheads. They have theirs, so I have mine. Once you use them they f - - everything up.
Jack Lucas: Ever get the feeling you're being punished for your sins?
Johnny: I'm gonna go across the street and, uh, schling a schlong.
Harris: I call it performance art, but my friend Ariel calls it wasting time. History will decide.
Sylvia: I thought it might be enchanting to have the bridesmaids in little jodhpurs and carrying riding crops festumed with baby's breath.
Lillian Brooks: That could be enchanting. In a stable.
Franklyn Madson: Well I, for one, am v-v-very interested to see w-w-what's going to happen next.
Louison: One must always forgive.
Julie Clapet: Depends. It's not always possible.
Louison: Don't say that. No one is entirely evil. It's circumstance. Or they don't realise the wrong.
Al: Why did you never answer any of my letters?
Sonora: I never got any letters.
Al: Well, I wrote you just about everyday.
Sonora: What did you say?
Al: Stuff.
Sonora: What kind of stuff?
Al: Well... you know... stuff.