Selling Out - S1-E9
Frasier: Roger, at Cornell University they have an incredible piece of scientific equipment known as the Tunneling Electron Microscope. Now, this microscope is so powerful that by firing electrons you can actually see images of the atom, the infinitesimally minute building blocks of our universe. Roger, if I were using that microscope right now, I still wouldn't be able to locate my interest in your problem.
The Post-Modern Prometheus - S5-E5
[After spilling coffee on his lap.]
Mulder: Great, now my crotch will be up all night.
Man: Do you know who I am?
Yakko: Why? Did you forget?
Niles: You know, the next time you give your clothes away, why don't you just stay in them?
Lt. Arthur Fancy: The future keeps telling us what the past was about. You make the past mean different things by the way you use the time that comes after.
The Way of the Warrior (1) - S4-E1
Julian Bashir: They broke seven of your transverse ribs and fractured your clavicle!
Elim Garak: Ah, but I got off several cutting remarks which no doubt did serious damage to their egos.
A.D.A. Alex Cahill: How about a cruise for our honeymoon?
Ranger Cordell Walker: We've already done that.
A.D.A. Alex Cahill: That was a river raft.
Ranger Cordell Walker: Close enough.
Hank Lawson: I ain't stupid.
Olive Bray: Well, that's a matter of opinion.
Wade Swoboda: I love you like a Sister.
Grace Kelly: Oh, Wade. I'm Southern. Please don't tell me you love me like a sister.
Superman: But, when I save a life, in that instant, I know two things that most people will never figure out: Why I'm here, and how I can make a difference.
Filburt: You turn the page, wash your hands. Turn the page, wash your hands. Turn the page, wash your hands.
Lord Bowler: Uh oh. You hit the sheriff.
Brisco County Jr.: Yeah, but I did not hit the deputy.
Eric: It was one of those nights. You know the kind, like day, but darker.
Maxine: Come on Kyle, be a man.
Kyle: Max, if I was half the man you are, I might be willing.
Det. Frank Pembleton: Blind faith is the crutch of fools.
Butt-head: Beavis, you're one miserable son of a bitch.
Dr. Robotnik: I hate that hedgehog!
Gary Sparrow: My wives exist in different temporal aspects of a four-dimensional space-time continuum.
Ron Wheatcroft: Typical bigamist's excuse.
Penhaligon: To be left at the airport, Fitz, that's one thing. But to be left by a big, fat, egocentric, middle-aged man, well, that's a different thing altogether.
Fitz: I didn't mind the big.