Camilla: Some women, Annabelle, are born great: Cleopatra, the queen, me. Some become great, like Mother Teresa or Lady Gaga. Others have greatness thrust upon them, like Monica Lewinsky.
Larry Daley: This is the Smithsonian! This is the big leagues!
Mr. James Dowd: Everything you're ashamed of, all the parts of yourself that you keep secret, everything you want to change about yourself - it's who you are. That's your power. Deny it and you're nothing.
Phillip Morris: Enough romance. Let's fuck.
Joyce Klaven: Peter always connected better with women.
Zooey: You know, I can see that because he is a great boyfriend.
Peter Klaven: Thank you fiancee.
Oswald Klaven: Also, you got to understand, Zooey, Peter matured sexually at a very early age. I remember taking him swimming when he was twelve-years-old, kid had a bush like a forty-year-old Serbian.
Peter Klaven: Oh come on!
Clerk: [slides card.] Declined.
Rebecca Bloomwood: Can you try again?
Clerk: [slides it again.] Really declined.
Rabbi Nachtner: Sy Ableman was a serious man.
Carol: Everyone with their little perspective. Perspective shuts out the universe, it keeps the love out.
Abby Richter: My cat stepped on the remote.
Mike: Well, be sure to thank your pussy for me.
Javier: Much has been written about the art of bullfighting, but I can sum it up in one sentence: get out of the way of the bull, you idiot! Otherwise he will rip open your anus like it was a cheap velcro wallet.
Oliver: Wow, from here it kinda looks like you're wearing a stryper T-shirt.
Bliss Cavendar: Stryper? Yeah, 80's christian heavy metal. I mean in the name of jesus we rock.
Tommy Frigo: Don't get all drunk and fall asleep.
James Brennan: Why?
Tommy Frigo: 'Cause i'll jack off on your face.
Gavner Purl: There are no real generals left, hombre. You and I, we're the last of the Mo-Freakins.
Philip J. Fry: Bite my shiny metal hat!
Fletch: Hahahahahahahaha! It's got a big metal cock for a handle.
Seth Rogen: Your love glass is half full.
