Buffy: I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I'm in a graveyard with a strange man hunting for vampires on a school night.
Nick: Adam! Don't eat us.
Anton: Man and woman together make flower. Douglas, you are stem. Katya, you are petal. Together, we make flower.
Olaf Andersen: Now the question is, can we get the shit back into the horse?
Ben: If you kill a whale, you get Greenpeace and Jacques Cousteau on your back, but wipe out sardines and you get a canning subsidy.
Porco Rosso: A pig's gotta fly.
Buddy Young, Jr.: I'll never forget what my Uncle Moe said about little girls. He said, "Officer, she said she was 18!"
Al Bert: Like my ex-wife. Anything I say, she does the opposite.
Researcher: Is this room getting smaller or am I bloating?
Asian Researcher: What.
Leslie Zevo: Oh look, we're being attacked by a crossword puzzle.
Jake Wyer: I got a plan. Full frontal assault.
Sam French: A full-frontal assault. That's your plan?
Jake Wyer: It's got the element of surprise.
Sam French: Suicide is always surprising.
Gwen: Don't yell at me, we're only pretending to be married.
Dick Nelson: That's my wife you got there! That's my planet you're blowing up! And that's... that's just some guy I met, but still, I think this thing has gone just a little too far.
Sarah Jane: Well, Mr. Anthony, I can tell you that no man has dressed up in my underclothes since the day my late husband died.
Daniel: Do you ever feel lost?
Claire Cooper: I invented it. It's mine.
Jack Eliot: We're not athletes, we're baseball players.
Sidney Deane: Can anybody step in for this guy? Anybody? For Mr. Motherfucking March of Dimes?
Insp. Y.K. Chen: Are you unhappy?
Uncle Bill: I'd be happier if the Commissioner did it himself.
Insp. Y.K. Chen: Aren't we very mean?
Uncle Bill: A little bit, but you more than I.
Insp. Y.K. Chen: Why's that?
Uncle Bill: Because you're my superior.
Paul Matthews: You look familiar.
Prince Geoffrey: Yeah, I'm the Prince of England.
Roland T. Flakfizer: I'm all out of American currency. Here, take a fistful of Romanian fifties.