Romana Denison: David, what is it?
David Scott: It's the height. I think I'm having a panic attack.
Romana Denison: Remember you are of the Sky.
David Scott: I am not of the Sky. I don't know who said that. If anything I'm of the Couch.
Buttercup: Get your hands off him, you darn dirty ape.
Gothel: Rapunzel, you and your friends won't live to see the next sunrise.
Paikea: A long time ago, my ancestor Paikea came to this place on the back of a whale. Since then, in every generation of my family, the first born son has carried his name and become the leader of our tribe... until now.
Marv Merchants: Well, prison isn't so bad. We do get salisbury steak on Wednesdays.
Rayford Steele: What can you do?
Buck Williams: I can't do anything, but God can.
Jane: Don't you see, Hook? You will never win. Not as long as there's faith, trust, and pixie dust.
Carla: My client would like to point out that it's just paint - it'll wash out.
Brad Rigby: This concludes the proceedings. Deliberations will begin immediately.
Gerald: Do these belts come in any other color?
Bridget: Black or pink?
Gerald: Uh, we'll take black.
Placido P. Placeedo: You are singing the high bit... with your arse?
Daniel: You take coffee from a bush?
Daniel's 'Boss': Shrub. When you write the rules of the universe you know where all the loopholes are. Hence I created a coffee shrub.