Kate Reilly: Who named them graboids anyway?
Earl Bassett: A friend of ours, Walter Chang, he named them. Then they ate him.
Tails: Sonic! Help me, please! Please, help, Sonic.
Sonic: Grrrr... shut UP, tails.
Taffy Dale: Guess it wasn't the dove.
Tony Two Toes: We're from the local 129th, sonny.
Mikey: We heard you was loading a ship without the assistance of bonefide union labor. Say it ain't so.
Giant Santa: I'm gonna deck your halls, bub.
Benjamin Trace: I came to save you, Job.
Job: In here, I am the savior.
Riggi: Hey, clown boy! Get off my street.
Christopher Dubois: Wait a minute.
Riggi: Hey, Dubois, what are you sick in the head or something? Please, grow up, go get yourself some new and nice clothes and come to work for me.
Christopher Dubois: I don't work for nobody.
Riggi: It's too bad, Dubois, it's too bad, you're a wasted talent, but nuts case, you know that. Suit yourself.
Char: Why'd they leave?
Zane Zaminski: They didn't leave.
Char: How do you know?
Zane Zaminski: Because we aren't dead yet.
Eddie Kasalivich: Doctor Sinclair and I ride together.
Monfriez: Sir, if you get a hangfire on your weapon, what do you do? You wait, with your weapon pointed in a safe direction, 'cause sometimes the primer bursts, and if you open the chamber it blows up in your face. Leave this round in the chamber, sir.
Snake: Which one of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me?
Sheriff Ed Galt: You know something amigo? I think I just spotted a chink in your armor. When you go down... it's going be over a skirt.
Liquor Store Perp: Yo, man, these cuffs are too tight, man.
Detective #1: That's 'cause they're new. They'll stretch. You gotta give 'em a little time.
Cab Driver: I could find a penguin in a sand storm.
Spyro: Haven't seen you in a while Bobby, where you been?
Bobby: I've been around, you know me I'm Alway's taking care of business.
Damien: Bobby explain something to me, how the fuck can you miss hitting a man in the head At Point Blank Range.
Bobby: I thought I hit him.
Garrett Lawton: I make it a point to know a little bit about everything.
Xander Drax: Quill, would you please show Mr. Walker up to the observation deck and make him talk?
Sala: I claim the body when you're done.
Michael: I like it here, it's quiet. Nobody ever bothers a librarian.
Joe: The Martians have landed. They want our women.