Honey Horneé: Take me, Garth!
Garth Algar: Where? I'm low on gas and you need a jacket.
Honey Horneé: I'm gonna be frank.
Garth Algar: OK. Can I still be Garth?
Grandma Georgiana: Your mama had to go away for a while.
Young Anna Mae Bullock: When is she coming back to get me?
Grandma Georgiana: She ain't, honey. She just ain't.
James Wright: How many Beatles are there?
Kyle Davidson: Three... and Ringo.
Sister Mary Robert: The only thing the chef knows how to cook is German sausage.
Sister Mary Lazarus: Day after day, liverwurst, bratwurst, beerwurst.
Sister Mary Patrick: It's the "worst."
Euripides: Yeah, yeah, I'm lickin' your balls, best balls I ever had. Uh-huh, you've got King-Kong balls. Your balls are so large, just big balls, I don't care. You just got big balls.
Zelma Bullock: Now, Anna Mae, I know I wasn't around. But believe me, you were too young to know what was going on with your daddy and me.
Tina Turner: Did Alline understand? She ain't that much older then me.
Zelma Bullock: Now, don't think you're going to come live in my house and make me feel bad. You're gonna have to pull your own weight, girl. This ain't just some party town, you hear?
Julie Vignon: Now I have only one thing left to do: nothing. I don't want any belongings, any memories. No friends, no love. Those are all traps.