Pastor Dan Parker: I'm a sexy man of God, and I know it.
Nick Vanderpark: Spray some on my butt cause I just shit my pants.
Zenon Kar: That's ridiculous. You're not old until you hit 30.
Proto Zoa: I'm 31.
Brisbane: A bank doesn't have a heart. Only paper in a vault.
Young African American male in Michigan: And I was watchin' TV one day, 'and they're showin' like some of the buildings and areas that had been hit by bombs and things like that, and while I watchin' I got to thinkin' like', "There's parts of Flint that look like that, and we ain't been in a war."
Rolo: Hey! What about my nipples?
Melissa: Your outfit is... um.
Tommy Warshaw: Orange?
Melissa: Really orange.
Addie Singer: Ever since Ben's Bar Mitzvah, he's been trying to make everything a right of passage.
Ollie: Come on, Dad. Don't you wanna live alone again?
Bart: Not as much as I don't wanna die alone.
Carl Colt: [Enters betting shop.] Twenty pounds to win, Ajay Bhatt.
Vijay: Hold on, isn't he playing your brother?
Bookmaker: You should be ashamed of yourself.
Carl Colt: Yeah, but curiously, I'm not.
Paige: Are there a lot of princes where you're from, or are you kinda it?
Eddie: I'm it.
Helicopter Pilot: I just love the smell of summer camp in the evening.
Jordan Cahill: You can't blame the location, you can only blame yourself. The suburbs are just a state of mind.
Preacher: I smite, you smite, he smites, we done smote.
Lalita Bakshi: You should be stirring your husband's dinner not trouble.
Mr. Rad: Get yo' head up. You lost the money, it's gone. But, you can't lay around in yo' misery too long. Do not walk outta' this place and start to second guess yo' talent. You got yo' ass whooped tonight. But, I done seen y'all whoop a many a ass, right in the same place. Now, you lost. Lemme tell you somethin' my father told me, is: "If it don't kill you, it makes you stronger." Remember that.
Andrew Largeman: So how do people know what's real?
Sam: Well, I always feel bad afterwards and admit them when they're lies. Can you trust that?