
Davy Crockett: If it was just me, simple old David from Tennessee, I might drop over that wall some night, take my chances. But that Davy Crockett feller... they're all watchin' him.

Walt Wagner: Maybe you should go back to your shrink... Discuss it.
Hobie: He just recommended Prozac. I think he has stock in the company, honestly.

Linda Porter: Cole's not like you. He creates, you destroy and as you can see you're a failure even at that.

Peter Cook: Alcoholics need a drink first and last thing. I need oral sex and a cigarette. Which means I'm not an alcoholic.
Lin Chong: I'm not going to sleep with you.
Peter Cook: But you see it would enable me to distinguish you from the cleaner.

Samantha Mackenzie: I'm the devil, See?

Mark Wiener: People always end up the way they started out. No one ever changes. They think they do, but they don't. If you're the depressed type now, that's the way you'll always be. If you're the mindless, happy type, that's the way you'll be when you grow up. You might lose some weight, your face might clear up, get a body tan, a breast enlargement, a sex change - makes no difference. Essentially... from in front, or from behind... whether you're thirteen or fifty, you'll always be the same.

Peter Sellers: People ask me why do I keep compromising my artistic integrity by walking in front of Blake's cameras. And you know what I tell them? Money.

John Henry 'Jack' Armstrong: What is that?
Alex Guerrero: It's a turkey baster. You're not poking that thing inside me, I don't do dick.
Fatima Goodrich: Don't look at me, I want it the old fashioned way.

Amedeo Modigliani: Tell me, Pablo, how do you make love to a cube?

Chief Kennedy: Hey! What the hell is going on in here! Huh? I come back from tellin' a mother her son is dead, and this is goin' on, in my house, in MY house! We deal with this by stickin' together. We take it. We learn from it. And we get back on the god damn truck and that's how we honor Dennis. You got that? Anyone think about lowering the flag? Do it.

Melinda Sordino: It's my first day of high school. I have seven new notebooks, a skirt I hate, and a stomach ache.