Count Thibault: You are lionhearted, Julia, like the women of your lineage. You have courage.
Felix Woods: Hey grabby hands, step away from the sister.
Stan: There's been a PI at the shark pool.
Jordan: PI?
Stan: Puking incident. Some kid puked all over the shark pool. Anyway, I need you to clean it up for me right away. A.S.A.P.
[Afer Max punches a hole in a wall.]
Max Prince: I wanna hit something else. Something big! Something expensive!
Milt Fields: There's a bank across the street, Max.
Freddie Tiffany: I'll roll you like a Philly blunt and smoke your bitch ass.
Mikey Dundee: Do people like rats here?
Iris: I'm a wonderful housekeeper. I got divorced three times, and I kept all the houses.
Jane: What are you thinking?
Eddie: I'm thinking the same thing you are, Jane. You and Ray are gonna' live happily ever after with matching volvos and chocolate labs. See you Monday.
Jane: Did you have any friends growing up?
Eddie: You better hurry. I think he's waiting around the corner.
Steve Meyers: What do you think of a moral victory?
Anna Redmond: A moral victory sounds good.
Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: So, my little Amélie, you don't have bones of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go get him, for Pete's sake.
Maurice 'Momo': We were here in the 80's to watch the Russians. I can't tell you the trouble we made.
Hubert Fiorentini: That's right you can't, now try to keep your mouth shut for 5 minutes.
Ray Elwood: Say, do you ever have falling dreams?
Robyn Lee: Sure, I think so.
Ray Elwood: I have the same dream all the time where its really high and I'm kind of floating and then I fall. Is that the same as yours?
Robyn Lee: Kind of.
Ray Elwood: Well, why? What happens in yours?
Robyn Lee: I wake up before I hit the ground.
Ray Elwood: I always hit. I don't wake up.
Robyn Lee: That's not normal.
Burt: And THAT'S why we're at the top of the food chain.
Mama: That man looks like that Santa from years ago... no, can't be...No more eggnog for me.
Vincent: What's your name?
Spike: Spike... Spiegel.
Vincent: I'll meet you at the end of this world.
Beth: Well guys, we've made it to the end of the summer in one piece, except for a few campers who are lepers.
Ricky Slade: We don't wanna talk, we wanna scream at people, but we don't wanna listen or problem solve and that's what's frustrating about the fucking dynamic of the group.
Spike: He was just all alone. He couldn't enjoy a game with anyone else. Like living in a dream... That's the kind of man he was.
C.W.: Don't work too late. The bags under your eyes are getting bigger.
Helen: Some people smoke pot, some people bungee jump, some people chant. What do you do to be happy?
Jessica: Nothing. I'm not.