Samuel Jones: If I stay here very long, I might misbehave. Somebody might have to kill me.
Charles Townsend: Bosley, I hope the Angels aren't being too rough on you.
Bosley: Man, please. I date fat women. What you talkin' 'bout?
Terry Sheridan: You can break my wrist, but I'm still gonna kiss you.
Senior Ed Bloom: I've been nothin' but myself since the day I was born, and if you can't see that it's your failin', not mine.
Henry Dashwood: For me, it's just a stop on the campaign trail, and for Glynnis it's a chance to launch Clarissa on society.
Daphne Reynolds: Launch her? You make her sound like a ship.
Henry Dashwood: No, in Clarissa's case it's more like an intercontinental ballistic missile.
Tigger: Aww, I just love a hoppy ending.
Marek: We're speaking the same language, but you don't understand a word I'm saying, do you?
Lady Claire: No.
DJ Drake: Have you seen those "Mummy" movies? I'm in them more than Brendan Fraser is!
Harley: I'm a corpse burrito, dude.
Cody Banks: What was my mission again?
Natalie Connors: I think you were going to kiss me.
Dustin: Lil Bow Wow, you keep barkin', you and I are gonna take a one way walk into the woods.
Rabbit: Who am I forgetting?
Winnie the Pooh: I don't know Rabbit. Let's ask Piglet.
Roy: You just smashed my puzzle box. I'll never figure out my message.
Spike: Hey, chimp boy. Will you stop worrying? I know all about cats with a capital "K." Sit on a window sill, hack up a fur ball... Oh! That is very ferocious.
Eliza: Spike, this isn't your regular housecat.
Spike: They all twitch their whiskers one whisker at a time, just like you and me.
Meowth: Oh, they're stuck in a box with impending doom and no way out. That sounds like my life.
Blake: My best friend was just killed, Dad! So how about giving me some fucking space?