Nola Rice: Men think I may be something special.
Chris Wilton: Are you?
Nola Rice: No one's ever asked for their money back.
Elliot Wilhelm: When are you going to call me?
Chili Palmer: When your phone rings.
Truman Capote: It's as if Perry and I grew up in the same house and one day he stood up and went out the back door while I went out the front.
Tobin Keller: You lose somebody, you lose somebody. I don't wanna lose two somebodies.
Gracie Hart: People may care about people who care about themselves, but I just don't care about those people.
Reporter: Conners, can we have a few words?
Quentin Conners: Yeah, I have two words for you. Blow me.
Tracy Stokes: I think I just swallowed Nemo.
Jeff Talley: Joe! Only God gets to decide who lives and who dies.
Laura Henderson: If we are to ask our youth to surrender their lives, then we should not ask them to surrender joy - or the possibility of joy! And, if along the way, we cause too many people to congregate in the street, who gives a fiddler's fuck?
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: So. They made love in every room in the house did they? Lilian and Brian? And they went round twice. I think we've got some catching up to do.
Gloria Goodfellow: No. I must see to Mrs Parker.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Oh gosh. Do you need me?
Gloria Goodfellow: No, no. It's just the flower arranging committee.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Dear God. I swear that committee will be the death of her.
Captain Stanley: Australia. What fresh hell is this?
Julian Noble: Sorry about the cock thing, it's kind of a conversation stopper.
Alexsie Kutchinov: We have a saying in my country - don't blame the baker, when the butcher bakes the bread.
John Tuliver: What the hell does that mean?
Alexsie Kutchinov: It means you're fucked.
Andy Fidler: I haven't met anyone that I didn't become friends with... eventually.
Special Agent Derrick Vann: Really? Because I haven't met anyone who's ass I didn't kick... eventually.
Neha: What happened here?
Shashank Dheer: Point 38 bullet and a man.
Bo Marino: I'm walkin' out of here.
Chief Jesse Stone: No, you're not.
Bo Marino: You think you can stop me?
Chief Jesse Stone: Of course I can. You're all show muscle. Hell, a 120-pound woman hauled you in here in handcuffs.
Beck: Hey Bish... Bish... Bish... Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish... bish.
DJay: Skinny, man. Tell me this shit just fell out your pocket, right?
Ian Ziering: Come on, Bri. We're late, we're late.
Brian Austin Green: Dude, it's fucking Mapquest. I told you, never again with that piece of shit.
Jim Davis: Freeze, bitch! I'm gonna take that big ass of yours home.