Red Cargo: I have to do what's best for everyone.
Deni Maroon: Yeah, but... how do you know what's best for everyone?
Mike Connor: Liz, I know I'm not destiny's dream man but.
Liz Imbrie: Mike, I think I'd better grab you. You're likely to get in trouble one of these days.
Scott Heyward: You know something, Pa? I would have traded everything you've ever given me for one thing - for trust in me.
Duster Heyward: Well, what are you talkin', son? I've always trusted ya. I was just tryin' to make things easy is all.
Scott Heyward: That's just it, Pa. I don't want things easy. I want to be able to make my own mistakes and work 'em out.
Hippy: The draft is white people sending black people to make war on the yellow people to defend the land they stole from the red people.
Claire Huddesen: You oughta feel proud that three sailors from the United States Navy got off the ship for one day, and what did they do? Were they thirsty for hard liquor? No. They were thirsty for culture. Were they running after girls? No. They came running to the museum to see your dinosaur. For months out at sea they were dreaming about your dinosaur.
Mitchie Torres: This is me, trying to save something that I care about.
Shane Gray: So am I.
Mitchie Torres: Really? And how's that working out for you?
Man in garage: That's quite a rig, I never saw anything like it.
Lucky Jackson: Yeah, it's one of a kind, I built it myself.
Hawkins: After months of pleading for just this kind of action, what makes you think that anybody, anybody could make me reveal the identity of my confederate?
Jean: Because they'd put you on the rack, crack your every bone, scald you with hot oil, and remove the nails off your fingers with flaming hot pincers.
Hawkins: I'd... like to withdraw the question.
Catherine: Suzon, I forgot one thing. I heard a strange sound. I looked through Augustine's keyhole, and I saw her standing at the mirror with something shiny. I thought nothing of it, but now I'm sure she was sharpening a knife.
Augustine: You liar! I was holding my mother-of-pearl comb and cleaning it.
Gaby: At 3:00 am?
Augustine: Combs never sleep.
Flora: Now Sword of Truth, fly swift and sure, that evil die and good endure.
Meg Giry: It isn't fair.
Madame Giry: We need to think.
Christine Daaé: I need some air.
Raoul: I need a drink.
Rev. Elcott: Sounds like Pansy has the croup.
Molly Brown: Sure I may be tuckered, and I may give out, but I won't give in.
Ito O'Hara: Even though there's no surf, he's right back in the swim.
Maile Duval: Well he's about to be beached.
Aqua: When do I get to see the "Sagrada Familia"?
Chanel: When you learn how to pronounce it right.
Ebenezer Scrooge: How shall I ever understand this world? There is nothing on which it is so hard as poverty, and yet, there is nothing it condemns with such severity as the pursuit of wealth.
Dorcas: What would you buy if you were bored?
Neville: Uh... a jar of calf's foot jelly.
Bill the Frog: How about this? Ocean Breeze Soap: It's just like taking an ocean cruise, only there's no boat and you don't actually go anywhere.
Dave: Can you do it blacker?