Kelly: What's your name?
Sean Bateman: Peter.
Kelly: Aren't you a senior?
Sean Bateman: No, I'm a freshman.
Kelly: Really? I thought you were older.
Sean Bateman: No, a freshman. Peter. Peter the Freshman.
Rachel: I'm with B.N.S.
Kelly Robinson: Yeah, what's B.N.S. stand for? Bitch that Needs some Slapping?
Trevor: I can't believe this shit is happening man, I had a fucking deal...
Kirsty: No, you HAD a deal but I made a better offer, and guess what? He took it.
Lily: Bad people read newspapers too.
Alistair: Joseph Stalin said that the death of one person is a tragedy. The death of a million, a statistic.
Kate Filmore: Who are you?
Simon Grady: Yeah, it's me. Good old Simon. Do you remember this, do you? Well, I've waited a long time for payback.
Kate Filmore: But, that was just seconds ago.
Simon Grady: Don't be so stupid Kate. You know time works differently in this place.
Samantha Harper: You're thinking about the cop, aren't you?
Katie Burke: Maybe.
Samantha Harper: Okay, visualize this with me. You're down in New York consulting with Lou Gerstner or the head of GE telling them how to buy South American countries but on the weekends, you fly back up here to hang out with the cop, do cop things, maybe go to cop mixers.
Katie Burke: I like the cop.
Samantha Harper: Yeah, um, I can see that.
Captain Picard: In his quest to be more like us, he helped show us what it means to be human.
Ben Carpenter: Torpedoes away motherfucker.
Lewis Bartholomew: I was wrong about you, Mrs. Lambert. Meeting the widow of a man like Lake, well, I was expecting a siren, a harpy, a shrew. But you, you have decency, dignity, what my father called gumption.
Regina Lambert: I'm very touched. You are actually quite sweet for a stars and bars company man, aren't you?
Lewis Bartholomew: You've discovered my secret side Mrs. Lambert. Keep it under your hat. Boo.
Sucre: Sir, should I ask him if he wants to borrow my penis?