Giant Santa: I'm gonna deck your halls, bub.
Coleman: Good God! He must be stopped.
General Rancor: Dick Steele couldn't stop me fifteen years ago, and all the Dicks you got won't stop me now.
Coleman: Well, apparently he hasn't, uh, seen the size of some of our newer members.
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Now I've justified this to myself in all sorts of ways. It wasn't a big deal, just a minor betrayal. Or we'd outgrown each other, you know, that sort of thing. But let's face it, I ripped them off - my so called mates. But Begbie, I couldn't give a shit about him. And Sick Boy, well he'd done the same to me, if he'd only thought of it first. And Spud, well okay, I felt sorry for Spud - he never hurt anybody. So why did I do it? I could offer a million answers - all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person. But, that's gonna change - I'm going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. Now I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on, going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm gonna be just like you. The job, the family, the fucking big television. The washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electric tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisure wear, luggage, three piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters, getting by, looking ahead, the day you die.
Rizzo: What's wrong?
Gonzo: It just feels so weird.
Rizzo: You mean that Mr. Arrow's dead?
Gonzo: Yeah, that... And my pants are filled with starfish.
Rizzo: You and your hobbies.
Lenny: "Skitch", how did we get here?
Guy: I led you here, sir, for I am Spartacus.
Kate Reilly: Who named them graboids anyway?
Earl Bassett: A friend of ours, Walter Chang, he named them. Then they ate him.
Captain Christopher "Skipper" Sheldon: Nothing happens on this ship that I don't know about. She speaks to me in the night. So don't test me, not even a little.
Jan Nyman: Love is a mighty power, isn't it?
Frollo: Captain Phoebus, arrest her.
Margo Masse: Do yourself a favor and don't think so much. It gives you premature wrinkles.
Dorothy: I have this great guy. And he loves my son. And he sure does like me a lot.
Stanley Stupid: Be on the look out for anything suspicious.
Buster Stupid: Dad, they're putting make-up on men in there.
Stanley Stupid: Bull's eye.
Hyena-Swine: Tell me, why you make the pain, if we are your children.
Alain Moreau: This is not your lucky day. Tell your boss to leave me the fuck alone.
Uncle Porter: You're going to have to use your brain which is going to hurt because it's the weakest muscle in your body.
John Smith: I always like sinners a lot better than saints. She was real easy to look at. But I'm glad I never saw her again.
Indiana Jones: A ladder is made of wood, right?
Prof. Henry Jones, Sr.: Yes.
Indiana Jones: This cage is made out of wood.
Prof. Henry Jones, Sr.: So?
Indiana Jones: Ergo, our cage is a ladder.
Prof. Henry Jones, Sr.: That's not what I call Aristotlian logic.
Indiana Jones: We need a ladder, father. Let's turn our cage into a ladder.
David Leary: I'm very sorry about this, sir, I can assure you it won't happen again. Will it Ben?
Ben: Who can predict the future?
David Leary: I can.
Benjamin Trace: I came to save you, Job.
Job: In here, I am the savior.