Pugsley: Are they dead?
Wednesday: Does it matter?
Nick Kringle: I'm Santa, you know. I don't get a vacation. I don't even get Christmas off.
Noelle Kringle: Well, you can't be Santa if your having a nervous breakdown.
Shaw: Don't trust him. Pets are double agents. The moment you turn your backs, he'll shiv you.
Bobbie: Oh, no he can't. We had him fixed.
Artie: Did you say you were looking for Arthur?
Puss in Boots: That information is on a need to know basis.
Donkey: It's top secret. Hushity-hush.
George Little: Maybe we should go home.
Mr. Little: Why?
George Little: I'm not wearing my lucky underwear.
Mr. Little: You don't have lucky underwear.
George Little: Well, maybe we should get some, and then come back for another race.
Summer Jones: I see things.
Jack Shepard: Do you see dead people?
Summer Jones: I see you suffer from a massive inferiority complex.
Jack Shepard: I try to hide that so well.
Zeus: If I had to punish every blasphemy, I would have no followers.
Wallace: But Piella, you're the Bake-O-Lite girl.
Piella Bakewell: Was the Bake-O-Lite girl. I ate too much, you see.
Wallace: Oh, really?
Piella Bakewell: I couldn't ride the balloon anymore.
Wallace: Oh dear.
Piella Bakewell: So they dropped me.
Wallace: What a blow. Ooh.
Piella Bakewell: ME! A curse on bakers and their loathsome confections.
Mrs. Puff: We paid 9 dollars to see this?
Sandy Cheeks: I paid 10.
Max: Did you make this?
Carol: Yeah, yeah.
Max: It's very good.
Carol: We were gonna make a whole world like this. But everyone used to come here, but you know... You know what it feels like when all your teeth are falling out really slowly and you don't realise and then you notice that, well, they're really far apart? And then one day... You don't have any teeth anymore.
Max: Yeah.
Carol: Well it was like that.
Dinky Winks: Somebody ring the Dinkster?
Budderball: Sweet dreams about cookies, and candy, and ice cream, and cookies. Did I mention cookies?
Wilbur: It's been a long, hard day, full of emotional turmoil and dinosaur fights.
Alvin: Don't worry about picking us up after school, Toby. We'll catch a ride - IN A HEARSE!
Mike Ditka: Coffee is the lifeblood that fuels the dreams of champions.
Dr. Frankenstein: Finally - my fiendish formula is finished.
Alvin Seville: Try saying that three times - quickly.
Dr. Frankenstein: My finished formula is frrr... my formlest fiendula is... my fishiest formula... my fie... never mind.
Benjamin Mee: You seem really calm.
Peter MacCready: Ah.
Benjamin Mee: Have you been drinking?
Peter MacCready: All night long.
Benjamin Mee: Thanks for that.
Peter MacCready: Anytime.
Nita's Father: Once you love someone, they stay in your heart forever.