Melissa: God, his hand. What happened?
Richie: You mean The Claw?
Tye: Leprosy.
Richie: I heard chihuahua attack.
Chev Chelios: Don't pop a blood vessel, you little penis.
Owen Davian: We've implanted an explosive charge in your head. Does that sound familiar?
Bud Gerber: People on the street corners, they looked at this picture and they took hope. Don't ask me why, I think it's a crappy picture, myself. You can't even see your faces! But it said we can win this war, are winning this war, we just need you to dig a little deeper. They want to give us that money. No, they want to give it to you.
Emperor Ping: What I do not give, you must never take by force.
Squad Leader: You're gonna be Spook's wingman. You think you can handle that?
Dieter: I could not ask for a better man, sir. But, please, could I ask you a question?
Squad Leader: Go ahead.
Dieter: You know, Spook is such a goddamn daredevil, could you please order him not to try too hard to die for his country, but rather to let the son-of-a-bitch on the other side die for his instead?
Jack Mosley: Days change, seasons change, people don't change.
Korgoth: I've dated girls uglier than you for breakfast.
William Montrose: Cincinnat's next move is T.B.D.
Secret Service Agent: What's the "B" stand for?
William Montrose: Brass ones. Which you don't have.
Judson: The location of King Solomon's mines must never be found.
Tim Steinberg: It has to be a virus. I mean, his computer is probably still logged on. It's just hitting his address book.
Mattie Webber: They said, "Help me."
Stone: Yeah, but viruses always have some important-sounding shit. I mean, just the other day, I got one that said, "Urgent, Stone. Read me now." I mean, that's a natural occurrence. It happens all the time.
Isabell Fuentes: That was from me, you idiot.
Stone: Damn. That was pretty strong.
Sara Sandoval: Quentin, look at me! I was raised to be a spoiled lady, not a renegade. One minute I think I have all the answers, and the next I am crying for a manicure. I am lost out here.
Christie Allen: Look at this. They've been monitoring everything we do.
Tina Armstrong: Jeez, bunch of pervs.
Starfire: Robin?
Robin: Starfire?
Starfire: Stop talking.