Wadsworth: You see. It's just like the Mounties. We always get our man.
Mr. Green: Mrs. Peacock was a man?!
Jerry Dandrige: Welcome to Fright Night...for real.
Arius: Your father appears to be cooperating. You will be back with him soon. Won't that be nice?
Jenny: Not as nearly as nice as watching him smash your face in.
Ron Grady: So, what about you and that rich babe you've been cruising to school with every day.
Jesse Walsh: What about her?
Ron Grady: Are you mounting her nightly or what?
Harold Smith: Guard, protect and cherish your land, for there is no afterlife for a place that started out as Heaven. Charles M. Russell, Montana, 1926.
Sam Ransom: Is that your head speaking, or another part of your anatomy?
May Day: Somebody will take care of you.
James Bond: Oh, you'll see to that personally, will you?
Captain Rhodes: Go on run, run you fucking lunatics.
Christopher Boyce: I know a thing or two about predatory behavior, and what once was a legitimate intelligence agency is now being used on weaker governments.
Cooper: Hulse, I want you to put a special mike on him tonight, one that isolates everything he plays from the rest of the orchestra. Carson, you link it into the gblx 1000 computer.
Maddy: The gblx?
Cooper: Yeah. That thing'll break any code.
Maddy: But that's in control of our entire missile defense system.
Cooper: Honey, will you please - what are the odds of the Russians attacking on a Thursday night?
Rachel Lapp: Are you enjoying your reading?
John Book: Oh yeah. I'm learning a lot about manure. Very interesting.
Street Pickup: Why don't you just go home?
Paul Hackett: Pal, I've been asking myself that all night.
Sister Agnes: I don't understand what you're talking about. You want to talk about the baby, everbody wants to talk about the baby. But, I never saw the baby. So I can't talk about the baby, because I don't believe in the baby.
Beth Sladen: I saw a movie once, where a group of people were trapped in an ice station by a carrot from another planet.
Sally Ann: Polly got in one good peck before that cat killed her. Good for Polly.
Hugh: I certainly never realised that Polly had such a big pecker.
Inspector Japp: Poirot, please, before I grow old, retire, and move to Brighton, who is it?
Mark: Thats Eddie Dutra, He's about as much fun as a rabid dog.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: First you rip me off, then you set up Carl, now you want to fuck my lady?
Max Waxman: Oh, man. She came on to me, man. I swear it.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: Oh, what a tragedy. I want my 600K.
Max Waxman: I didn't have anything to do with getting Cody set up.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: Do you know that your house is under surveillance? Do you know you're living like a fuckin' animal in the zoo?
Dr. Hans Fallada: It was two hours ago that the guard was attacked. I wouldn't be at all surprised if we're seeing a pattern here.