Hamm: Hey, do you want a S'more?
Scotty: Some more what?
Hamm: No, no. Do you want a S'more?
Scotty: I haven't had anything yet, so how can I have some more of nothing?
Hamm: You're killing me Smalls.
Mrs. Doubtfire: I hope you don't mind me being a tad rude, but... How was he? You know, on a scale of 1 to 10?
Miranda: Well, that part was always... Okay.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Just okay? Well, he was probably a Casanova compared to poor old Winston.
Miranda: What was the matter with Winston?
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh dear, Winston's idea of foreplay was "Effie, brace yourself."
Debbie: Isn't he a lady killer?
Gomez Addams: Acquitted.
Luigi: Do you eat?
Princess Daisy: Yes.
Luigi: Dinner?
Princess Daisy: Yes.
Luigi: Tonight?
Wallace: Cracking toast, Gromit.
George Wilson: I can't stand that kid, he's a menace.
Santa: Haven't you heard of peace on Earth, and goodwill toward men?
Lock, Shock, Barrel: NO!
Kenshin: We wait 400 years, and this Casey is still late.
Michael Chapman: I turned Angela from a pickpocket into a star into a shoplifter.
Mrs. Medlock: God! Look at your legs, they are swollen and red.
Iggy: All right, Kids, come in here and Clean up Yer Bloody Room! I know well, cuz I'm 37, and don't make Me beat You with Leg of Mine that no longer Works cuz I'll do it.
Regina: If you want your dog back, call my lawyer.
Sassy: Oh, no. I'm with strangers.
Laura Jackson: What a stupid idiot.
Jed Clampett: Did you say something, ma'am?
Laura Jackson: What a stupendous intellect.
Jethro: That's cause I "grad-ge-ated" the sixth grade, ma'am. Only took three years.
Cliff Murdoch: I just figured out why the Cubs lose every year. They've got more talent in the stands than they do in the field.
Larry: Ooh, I remember one time I thought there were monsters in MY closet.
Bob: Really? What happened, Larry?
Larry: Well, it turned out they weren't really monsters at all, just my fluffy bunny slippers. And, they're not so scary. Just, kind of, squishy.
