Flying Snow: How swift thy sword.
Abou Fatma: I found you half dead crossing the desert alone and you say you are afraid?
Col. Werner Visser: Strange thing about war wounds - the older you get, the less proud of them you become.
Gibbons: Do we want to drop another mouse in the snake pit or do we want to send our own snake and let him crawl in?
Gordon Brewer: So, you want collateral damage, huh? I'll give you fucking collateral damage.
Eddie Griffin: You know, high school's a lot like prison. Bad food, high fences. The sex you want you ain't gettin', and the sex you getting you don't want.
Wall Street: You can't get anything done in a world without rules.
Joe Enders: Stay on my ass.
Pistachio Disguisey: Am I not turtley enough for the turtle club. Turtle, turtle, turtle.
Doctor Doppler: Just wait until we tell your mother about this! Of course, we may downplay the life-threatning parts.
Eleanor Duvall: They were giving out free lobster bibs in the bathroom.
Whitey: That's not a lobster bib Eleanore its a germ protector for your tushey.
Lorne Daniels: Nobody wants you, not even the Clippers.
John Nichols: When the government turns tyrannical, it is your duty to overthrow it.
Michael Moore: Why not use Gandhi's way? He didn't have guns, and he beat the British Empire.
John Nichols: I'm not... familiar with that.
Mr. Crummles: Happiness is a gift and the trick is not to expect it, but to delight in it when it comes.
Jonah: Something touched me.
Reed Thimple: Do you like the sound of crunching wood? I do.
The Stranger: Let's proceed with caution. These madmen could eat us.
The Time Traveller: They liked your hair.
The Stranger: Of course, I'm a writer. Writer's always have good hair.
Snowbell: You've got guts, kid! And you've got spunk! Not to mention moxy! You've got guts, spunk, and moxy.
Meowth: There they go. All we gotta do is follow them on top of them rooftops.
James: Well, I used to be quite a good gymnast.
Jessie: This is our big chance, I could almost taste it! Are you ready?
James: Yeah.