Adrian Monk: Unless I'm wrong, which, you know, I'm not.
Elaine "The Pain" Boyack: I'm very good with children, it's just, just that Tracy Beaker's not very good at being a child.
DCS Christopher Foyle: The uniform suits you.
Andrew Foyle: Thanks. I wish I could say the same about your dressing gown.
Lt. Horatio Caine: You're evil, you enjoy death, and I hope you enjoy your own.
Ruth Evershed: Shall I hit him again Adam?
Adam Carter: Only if you want to.
Cindy: Origami - the ancient art of Japanese paper folding. I will be making the most difficult of all origami sculptures - a snow monkey...
Jimmy: Actually, paper folding originated in China...
Cindy: ...riding a flying dragon...
Jimmy: ...in the second century CE...
Cindy: ...while drinking tea...
Jimmy: ...and was brought to Japan...
Cindy: ...on a ladder...
Jimmy: ...in the sixth century!
Cindy: ...in December!
Miss Fowl: Cindy, I didn't know you and Jimmy were doing your report together!
Samantha: Hey, you think it's easy being surrounded by guys with guns all day?
Martin: I thought you liked guys with guns.
Samantha: I like the guns.
Dennis 'Cutty' Wise: The game done changed.
Slim Charles: Game's the same, just got more fierce.
Cate: You sure I can't get you something?
Ed Gibb: No, no. I'm fine. I'm just watchin' the game.
Cate: You're watching a broken TV.
Ed Gibb: I'm a Lions fan. It's less painful this way.
Narrator: You don't have to be a brain surgeon to operate on the brain.
Allison Clarke: My grandfather used to tell my mom that kids should never have to worry about anything more serious than baseball. Everything you need to know is there. It has success and failure, moments when you come together and moments where you stand alone. And it has an ending. Not a clock, like in other sports, but an ending. And that, my grandfather said to my mom, is as close as a kid should have to come to that sort of thing.
Kim: I'm not criticizing you, I'm just saying you look bad.
Greg: I left cookies and milk three nights in a row for God and he hasn't taken them. Why am I so forsaken.
Narrator: You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound, but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. You are entering the Twilight Zone.
Edna Harper: Well, I guess it finally fell out.
Irv Harper: What?
Edna Harper: That stick up his ass.
Dr. Drakken: Oh look, it's Kim Possible and her friend.
Ron: Hello, I've got a name.
Dr. Drakken: Which I can never remember.
Vic Mackey: Get over it and don't bring it up again.
Mona Thorne: Did Morgan Freeman finally answer your letters?
Phyllis Thorne: No, but his lawyers did. I guess my last love poem was a little raw.