Creepshow (1982)

Wilma Northrup: Now get out of my way, Henry, or I swear to God you'll be wearing your balls for earrings.

Nathan Grantham: Where's my cake, Bedelia? I want my cake! It's Father's Day, Bedelia. I want my cake!

White: What's the matter, Mr. Pratt? Bugs got your tongue?

Upson Pratt: Go out and fuck somebody. But wear a damn rubber, everybody's got the damn herpes these days.

Jordy: That's a meteor. I'll be dipped in shit if that ain't a meteor.

Richard Vickers: It's Showtime.

Henry: I drove out there with the remains of three human beings... well, two human beings and Wilma.

Upson Pratt: What the fuck? Another son of a bitchin' blackout! If it was MY power company, this would never happen.

Mike the Janitor: Fuck-a-diddle.

Richard Vickers: I'll shoot you dead.
Harry: You can't shoot us dead, Richard.
Becky: ...because we're already dead.
Harry: We want to see you, Richard. We dug a hole for you, Richard.
Becky: ...on the beach.

Jordy Verrill: Meteor shit.

Wilma Northrup: You know what Henry? You're a regular barnyard exhibit. Sheep's eyes, chicken guts, piggy friends... and shit for brains.

Wilma Northrup: I mean, some of these so-called academics make the shark in "Jaws" look like fuckin' Flipper.

Henry: Just tell it to call you Billie, you bitch.