Angela Harris: Is that a fanny pack?
Steve Tobias: It's cute, isn't it?
Angela Harris: It's adorable.
Denis: Eighth floor?
Alexander Kerner: Yup.
Denis: Elevator?
Alexander Kerner: Broken.
Denis: Shit.
Alexander Kerner: You can say that again.
Rémy: I wish that one day you will have a son like you.
Angelo: Are you okay?
Anna: I will be once the Valium kicks in.
Aunt Budge: I would kill for some diarrhea! I haven't had a bowel movement in 17 days.
Snakehead: Treat him like a prince.
Emma Dinsmore: Does the fact that you called seventeen times last night with no response from me send any kind of signal to you?
Alex: Yeah, I mean, I'm not an idiot. I figured you probably wanted to talk to me but that your machine was broken.
Cody Banks: What was my mission again?
Natalie Connors: I think you were going to kiss me.
Dickie Roberts: May I help you? Was I being too loud in my treeehouse?
Natalie: I thought shit like that only happened in the movies.
Emmett: You know what I thought when I first met you?
Elle: God, that woman wears a lot of pink?
Joe Gavilan: Fuck you very much.
Jack Taylor: What's this I hear about you threatening to spray this play with an AK-47?
Tom Stansfield: Oh... well, I was just making a joke.
Jack Taylor: Oh that's funny to you? People dying? And what's this I hear about you making fun of midgets?
Tom Stansfield: I never make fun of midgets.
Jack Taylor: You said, it would be fun to date one because then you could rest your beer on their head, now I have a sense of humour, but that's just sick.
Howard Phillips: God damn you.
Herbert West: Religion has nothing to do with this.
Spike: I am Spike. Full name: Down, Spike, down! Get off that couch.
DJ Drake: Have you seen those "Mummy" movies? I'm in them more than Brendan Fraser is!
Roy: She left the door open. It was bitchin'.