Mr. Marks: Do I smell the revolting stench of self-esteem?
George: Houses don't kill people. People kill people.
Joaquin: Woah! How did you learn to fight like that?!
Alejandro: Prison changes a man.
Mac McKing: You're a fart-sniffing, road-apple-chewing, scab-licking female dog.
Singleton: Well, you.
Mac McKing: I ain't done yet! You're ugly, your mama dresses you funny, you stink like toe fungus and you ride the short school bus.
Lt. Colonel Mucci: General, this is the man who led the raid... Captain Prince.
General Kreuger: Congratulations, soldier. I'm very sorry for your losses, but I want to let you know you men have done a great service to your country.
Captain Prince: Thank you, sir.
Julian Noble: I'm as serious as an erection problem.
Louis Howe: Why are you a Democrat?
Franklin Delano Roosevelt: The Democratic Party is the party of the people, and I'm a man of the people.
Louis Howe: You're a Roosevelt. Since when does a Roosevelt know about people?
Sir Nicholas: What queer finery he wears.
Geoff Tipps: I'm not queer, don't bum me.
Otis: For half a dozen guys unloading on you so you look like a melted candle today we will gladly pay you on Tuesday. I don't know who's gonna go for that one.
Georges Laurent: Isn't it lonely, if you can't go out?
Georges' Mom: Why? Are you less lonely because you can sit in the garden? Do you feel less lonely in the metro than at home? Well then! Anyway, I have my family friend... with remote control. Whenever they annoy me, I just shut them up.
Mike: They're pretending to be alive.
Riley: Isn't that what we're doing? Pretending to be alive?
Kim: This is what happens when a rocket scientist and a brain surgeon reproduce.
Opal: Music is better if someone's listening.
Wendy: Why won't you let him run?
Warren: Hey he's too old and his bike's too old.
Ali: Well I hear he's come halfway around the world to ride that cycle.
Wendy: Yeah, c'mon.
Warren: Wendy, if he was to kill himself.
Wendy: So! It's his life.
Beck: Hey Bish... Bish... Bish... Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish, Bish... bish.
Goddess Manshen: Once you have accepted your destiny, nothing can alter it unless time flows backwards, snow falls in the spring, and the dead come back to life.