Anthony 'Hub' Hubbard: You will go to prison.
Agent Frank Haddad: You know what happens to women in prison?
Elise Kraft: Mmmmm... yummm.
Cisco: That mother fucker loaded...he got piles of cash just layin' around the crib.
Commissioner James 'Jim' Gordon: Come on, people! A guy in a wierd suit with two polar bears can't be too hard to spot. (00:30:45)
Jack Crow: You ever seen a vampire?
Father Adam Guiteau: No I haven't.
Jack Crow: No? Well first of all, they're not romantic. It's not like they're a bunch of fuckin' fags hoppin' around in rented formal wear and seducing everybody in sight with cheesy Euro-trash accents, all right? Forget whatever you've seen in the movies: they don't turn into bats, crosses don't work, and garlic? You wanna try garlic? You could stand there with garlic around your neck and one of these buggers will bend you fucking over and take a walk up your estrada chocolata while he is suckin' the blood outta your neck.
Mewtwo: Human and Pokemon can NEVER be friends.
Jessica: Tum Tum, I made your favorite bacon, lettuce, tomato, bologna, ham and swiss cheese sandwich.
TumTum: No thanks mom, I'm not hungry.
Mother: Nothing is impossible, Father, I often think of 6 impossible things before breakfast.
Lawson Russell: There's an old saying: Money talks. The only thing I ever heard it say was "Goodbye."
Lt. Fergus Falls: This looks like a trailer park after a tornado.
Steinkampf: A word of advice! I suggest you keep one last bullet in your pockets, not for your enemy, but for yourselves.
John Lee: It will be the last death I cause.
T.C. Bryant: He flies like my ex-wife drives.
Casey Wells: You know what they did in Ancient Rome when a visitor violated somebody's hospitality? They cut off his dick and they nailed it to the fucking gate!
William Riker: We're through running from these bastards!
Dr. Smith: Never trust anyone, especially me.
Mesh-Head: If I were you, I would run.
Buddy: If you were me, you'd be good-lookin'.
Morgan's hitman: You've got two choices. Give us the disk and jump off.
Morgan's Hitman: Or number two, we take the disk and throw you off.
Who Am I?: I like the third choice: I keep the disk, and I throw you both off.
Guenter Wendt: We drill! We drill the hell out of everything. We drill and we drill until we know every step in our sleep - and then we drill some more.