Paula: What is it with you and Nell?
Jerry: It's like... there's no-one else in the world. Like she doesn't need anybody. Can you live your whole life that way, or does it drive you crazy in the end?
Rock Reilly: Get in the van!
Maurice L. Pogue: It's so nice seeing all your faces here: John and Susan and Mary and Fred and Ethel, Little Ricky.
Mowgli: The more I learn what is a man, the more I want to be an animal.
Amy Archer: The guy's a real moron.
Coach: My mother, God bless her, she's always said in America you can make something of your life.
Birdie: Hey, can I borrow your mother? My Aunt is coming for dinner and she's always getting on my nerves.
Bailiff: All Rise.
Judge Marcus: To hell with that, let's go.
Ty Cobb: Baseball is a red blooded sport for red blooded men. It's no pink tea, and molly-coddles had better stay out... It's a struggle for supremacy, a survival of the fittest.
Ginny: The trick in life isn't getting what you want, my dear, it's wanting it after you get it.
Julian Rogers: I'm going back west.
Belle: What could be there for you?
Julian Rogers: San Francisco.
Claudette: I've told you, not to bother me before a show, or after a show. Or, at home in my bedroom, when I'm thinking about a show.
Capt. Jason Briggs: Is there a problem with your privates, Private?
V: Don't worry. I've seen the Brady Bunch. Nothing bad ever happens to you people.
Red Bean's Mother: You ate my chicken ass, now I'm going to eat your ass.
Niven: It's the kid from the spaceship. Get him off the car.
Carl: You know Ray, since your kid's moved in, the food's gotten better.
Ryan Gaerity: I've come here to create a new country for you called chaos, and a new government called anarchy.
Raphael: Oh no, he's turning into that opera guy again.