Ruth Matthews: We all go a little crazy sometimes, Doctor.
Jake Beerlander: Yes, Ms. Matthews, but most of us come back.
Gladstone: I wanted to inform the Doctor of her passing.
Dolores Benedict: Passing what?
Peggy Sue: We had one glorious night together, someday you'll remember and write about it.
Michael Fitzsimmons: Yeah, I can dig that. Bittersweet perfection. Dogs of lust on leashes of memory.
Peggy Sue: We got married too young and ended up blaming each other for all the things we missed.
Carol Heath: So, he started having affairs and you started getting depressed.
Peggy Sue: Then you think time travel is possible for people?
Richard Norvik: Yes. It's absolutely possible for people, for dogs, for cancan girls.
Peggy Sue: Oh, then I'm not crazy.
Richard Norvik: Well, I really don't know if you're crazy. I know most people think I am.
Michael Fitzsimmons: So are you going to marry Mr. Blue Impala and graze around with all the other sheep for the rest of your life?
Peggy Sue: No... I already did that.
Peggy Sue: Why don't you shut up and show some compassion? If you weren't so neurotic and insecure you'd see that Richard is a really great guy.
Delores Dodge: Are you for real?
Peggy Sue: Charlie, it's like there's this window into my heart and you can open and crawl in whenever you want. Well, I've got to close it or nothing is ever going to change.
Carol Heath: Peggy Sue, call me okay?
Peggy Sue: Yes, let's keep in touch.
Peggy Sue: I think I had a heart attack and died at the reunion.
Richard Norvik: Well, you look great for a corpse.
Peggy Sue: I know lots of things that are gonna happen. There's gonna be testtube babies and heart tranplants. An American named Neil Armstrong is going to be the first man to walk on the moon, July 20, 1969.
Richard Norvik: 1969? That's six years ahead of schedule.
Irene Walker: I can't get over it. What kinda creep wouldn't catch a baby? If it was real it coulda been crippled for life.
Charley Partanna: He wasn't paid to bodyguard the baby.
Irene Walker: Charley, I've been doin' three to four hits a year for the past couple of years, most at full pay.
Charley Partanna: That many?
Irene Walker: Well, it's not many when you consider the size of the population.
Joan Wilder: You're a mondo dismo.
Jack Colton: I'm... what am I? I'm what?
Joan Wilder: You're a man who takes money from stranded women.
Joan Wilder: These were Italian.
Jack Colton: Now they're practical.
Gloria: Listen to me! You get bus sick, sea sick, plane sick, train sick, you practically puke riding on the escalator at Bloomingdale's, for god's sake!
Joan Wilder: Well, a lot of people get sick in department stores.
Joan Wilder: Which way to do we go?
Jack Colton: Follow that stone.
Jack Colton: Wait a minute, he's after you. Who the hell are you?
Joan Wilder: Well, I'm a romance novelist.
Jack Colton: You're what? What are you doing here?
Joan Wilder: I told you, my sister's life depends on me.
Jack Colton: Ah, don't give me that shit. I thought you were donating a kidney or something.
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