Colonel Blount: Don't think me discourteous, but I'm afraid it's impossible for me to ask you to luncheon. I have a guest coming on intimate family business. It's some young rascal who wants to marry my daughter.
Adam Fenwick-Symes: Well, I want to marry your daughter too.
Colonel Blount: What an extraordinary thing. Are you sure?
Bootsie Carp: You've never fooled me! You're nothing but trash washed over the Canadian border.
Phil Kaufman: What the hell are you doing?
Larry Oster-Berg: The steering lock is on.
Phil Kaufman: Well, turn it off.
Larry Oster-Berg: I can't. He's got the key.
Phil Kaufman: So we can escape, but we can only drive in a circle.
Larry Oster-Berg: Yes.
Alexa: I tried my hardest to keep y'all apart, you just kept gettin' back together... and I'm the queen of connivin'.
Harrison: I'll fuckin' finish you off faster than a fuckin' birthday cake at a fat chick's fuckin' birthday party.
Mrs. Carver: So, what are your plans for after the wedding?
Mordechai Jefferson Carver: Kill you.
