McCord: Hey, just because people eat the burger, doesn't mean they wanna know the cow.
Darius Stone: The fate of the free world is in the hands of a bunch of hustlers and thieves.
Agent Steele: So why should tonight be any different? (01:11:10)
Guard: Talk. Talk, speak.
Paxton: What the fuck do you want me to say?
Guard: American.
Einar Gilkyson: I expect you to be nice to who ever comes to my door.
Griff Gilkyson: Yes sir.
Einar Gilkyson: Unless it's some guy looking to sell his angle on God. There's no excuse for that bullshit.
Mark Cohen: You know, there are times when we're dirt broke, hungry and freezing and I ask myself "why the hell am I still living here?" and then they call, and I remember.
Jake Green: The greatest enemy will hide in the last place you would ever look.
Dave Spritz: People don't throw things at me any more. Maybe because I carry a bow around.
Stitch: Stitch not bad. Stitch fluffy.
Lorbeer: Big pharmaceuticals are right up there with the arms dealers.
Katherine: It's not unusual for a child to create an imaginary friend.
Stewie Griffin: Look, I really don't want to go to hell, but I can't stop my nature. I'm just a hateful person.
Brian Griffin: You're not hateful you just need to control your anger. Like I do.
Stewie Griffin: Oh, you mean by being sauced all day! Wait a minute! Of Course! That's it! If I'm drunk I'll be calm and if I'm calm I'll be nice, and if I'm nice then I won't go to hell. Fix me a highball I'm going to get good and tight.
Yuri Orlov: I'm a one-man genocide.
Jackie Price: How you doing?
Jack Starks: Better now.
Record Company Executive: Your fans are gospel folk, Johnny. They're Christians, and they don't wanna hear you singing to a bunch of murderers and rapists, tryin' to cheer 'em up.
Johnny Cash: Then they ain't Christians.
Walt: Oh my god, he is deranged!
Nanny McPhee: How's the reading coming along?
Evangeline: Oh... all right. I still haven't gotten to the end of the story, though.
Nanny McPhee: There's no need. You are the end of the story.
Hector: What you doin' around here? Looking all homegirl and shit?
Allison: I always dress like this.
Hector: Oh, yeah? Wow! Here I am, trying to look like I got the money, and you're trying to look like ME! Fuckin' white people.
David Bloomberg: I'm 23.
Rafi Gardet: No, you're not. I don't believe you. Let me see the license... Oh, my God! You're a child. Taxi! I have T-shirts older than you.