Eva: EW! I am so not letting you eat lizards! From now on you are on a strict "no-yuck" diet.
Leprechaun: We'll have to make some changes to your face as well. 'Tis a fair face, but the wee ones won't suckle if you don't look like them. They can be very demanding at times. Many changes. Many changes.
Connor MacLeod: Where is Kane?
Warrior #1: Don't worry about him. Worry about me.
Ed: I gotta ask this question, or I wouldn't be doing my job. Would you care to comment on the rumor that you, uh, arranged for an automobile to be purchased for Neon Bodeaux?
Coach Bell: You know [sighs]. You know, Ed, you've just gotta get your mind out of the gutter. You know, you just gotta to start thinking straight. I mean, it's right there in front of you. For christsake, it wasn't an automobile. I mean, it was a fully loaded Lexus.
Jessie Crossman: People probably told you that Jessie Crossman was the only person skilled enough to jump from a 747.
Pete Nessip: Well, the actual phrase used was "dick brain."
Captain Ramirez: The chicken is in the pot, over.
Clark: Cook it.
Dr. Animal: The killer's name is Antonio and he hates his mother.
Joe: Why?
Dr. Animal: Maybe 'cause she's a pain in the ass! Did you ever think about that?
Senior in restaurant #1: If you have job, you wear the pants.
Paul: It's him, Danny. He's here.
Photographer #1: Whose crazy idea was it to bury him in the cape?
Photographer #2: I heard it was in the will. It was how he wanted to be remembered.
Dawn: Don't apologise. It's a sign of weakness.
Yvonne Biasi: Who wants ice cream on their pie? Who wants pie?
Kitty Potter: This is fucking fruitcake time. I mean - is that fashion, is it? I mean is there a message out there? I mean you got lot of naked people wandering around here.
Vera Johnson: People like you come and go, Carly. You mean just one less Christmas card to me.
Albert Einstein: Are you thinking what I am thinking?
Ed Walters: Well what would be the odds of that happening?
Pauline Parker: I felt thoroughly depressed and even quite seriously considered committing suicide. Life seemed so much not worth the living and death such an easy way out.
Honorah Parker Rieper: Love, you can still write to each other.
Pauline Parker: Anger against Mother boiled up inside me, as it is she who is one of the main obstacles in my path. Suddenly a means of ridding myself of this obstacle occurred to me. If she were to die.
Susan Hendler: Of course everyone knows! I'm so old fashioned, I greet my employees with a handshake.
Jack Hammond: That's the question on the minds of all your viewers? Whether I run out of gas or not? Tell you what, Jer. You let your viewers know that I hope Miss Voss' fear and my desperation are entertainment enough for them. After all, that is what this is all about, isn't it? The story. As it breaks. Live. Coming to you from the bad guy himself. I mean we wouldn't want your viewers to change the fucking channel, now, would we?
John Lennon: We're gonna be big Stu, we're gonna be too big for Liverpool, we're gonna be too big for Hamburg, we're gonna be too big for our own bloody good.