Marlboro: My old man told me, before he left this shitty world, never chase buses or women, you'll always be left behind.
G-Money: I had my jimmy waxed every day last week.
Chucky: Don't fuck with the Chuck.
John Connor: We've got company.
Miles Dyson: Police?
Sarah Connor: How many?
John Connor: Uh, all of them, I think.
Zorro: I was promised seven bags of rice to turn you into mince meat and put you in a pie.
Captain James T. Kirk: Spock, you want to know something? Everybody's human.
Captain Spock: I find that remark... Insulting.
Pappas: Listen you snot-nose little shit, I was takin' shrapnel in Khe Sanh when you were crappin' in your hands and rubbin' it on your face.
John 'Axe' Adcox: Your Dad died saving my life and these people were killing firemen for money.
Jack Crawford: Believe me, you do not want Hannibal Lecter inside your head.
Martin: We all forget things. That's what reminding is for.
Danielle: Where are you anyway?
Alex Wagner: I'm taking my brother on a fishing trip.
Danielle: Give him a big kiss for me, all right?
Alex Wagner: Big kiss? I'll give him a big kick in the ass, that's what I'll give him.
Louise: Look, Thelma, you just gotta stop talking to people. You gotta stop being so open. We're fugitives now, all right? Let's start behaving like that.
Freddy Krueger: Every town has an Elm Street.
Alley Thug: Wrong place, wrong time. Nothing personal.
Joe Hallenbeck: That's what you think. Last night I fucked your wife.
Alley Thug: Oh you did, hah? How'd you know it was my wife?
Joe Hallenbeck: She said her husband was a big pimp lookin' motherfucker with a hat.
Alley Thug: Oh, you're real cool for a guy about to take a bullet.
Joe Hallenbeck: After fucking your wife I'll take two.
James: Where's Mr. Morehead?
Joyce: Who?
James: You know, Mr Morehead.
Joyce: Who's that?
James: Arthur, got more head than hair.
Roman Strauss: These... are for you.
Patti Madano: Cops been in and outta here all night, but it's you I've been expecting. Kinda figured you'd save the best for yourself.
Det. Gino Felino: How you doing, Patti?
Patti Madano: I can still get it wet. How 'bout you, Gino?
Det. Gino Felino: Me? I can't believe you can still eat with that mouth.
Marilyn: I am not losing my daughter to a God-damned, nine-hundred-year-old goat-head.