Gordon Bombay: Keep swingin'. Maybe you'll give them a cold.
Kevin McCallister: Howdy do. This is Peter McCallister, the father. I'd like a hotel room please, with an extra large bed, a TV, and one of those little refrigerators you have to open with a key. Credit card? You got it.
Fester: Hey dude, what time does school get out?
Hammer: I don't know. I never stayed to the end.
Jack Kelly: So what do you say, Spot?
Spot Conlon: I say... that what you say... is what I say.
Rizzo the Rat: There are two things I hate: heights and jumping from them.
Batty Koda: Oh oh, oh oh, big ears! Elephant! No, no, no, anteater! Oh, orangutan! OK, OK, let me guess again - a duck! A duck! Ooohhh, it's Darwin's grab bag.
Hampton Pig: Speak to me, Plucky.
Plucky Duck: Auntie Em, is that you?
Nick: Adam! Don't eat us.
Leslie Zevo: In the words of Mahatma Gumby, "We are toys of tolerance, but there's only so much that a toy can tolerate."
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.
Aunt Pristine Figg: Well, your little friends certainly are house broken, they've been here only five minutes and already they've broken the house.