Dylan: Chill out guys, I've got something stashed that just might help.
Brian: Dylan, we don't have time to indulge in recreational activities.
Gloria Goodfellow: Aren't we forgetting the small matter of dead bodies?
Grace Hawkins: How did you know about the other bodies?
Gloria Goodfellow: What other bodies?
Grace Hawkins: Oh. You didn't know about the other bodies.
Gloria Goodfellow: What other bodies?
Grace Hawkins: Oh, just Mr. Brown's dog. And... and Mr. Brown.
Gloria Goodfellow: You killed them too?
Grace Hawkins: I did it for you, dear.
Adam: I may be damaged goods, but I'm goods none the less.
Laura Henderson: If we are to ask our youth to surrender their lives, then we should not ask them to surrender joy - or the possibility of joy! And, if along the way, we cause too many people to congregate in the street, who gives a fiddler's fuck?
Commandant Sherman: Now what?
Frank Beardsley: It's my kids.
Jimmy: Howdy neighbor. Just wanted to say, you know... welcome to the building. And uh, if you ever need any weed or anything, just come knock on my door.
Ranger Holt: Yeah. Thanks Jimmy, you'll definitely be hearing from us.
Jimmy: Cool.
Matt Stifler: Bite my nuts and call me Skippy.
Walt Berkman: It's Welles' masterpiece, really. Many people think it's Citizen Kane, but Magnificent Ambersons, if it hadn't been ruined by the studio, would've been his crowning achievement. As it is, it's still brilliant. It's the old story, genius not being recognized by the industry.
Lance: It sounds great. Who's in it?
Walt Berkman: Orson Welles? I don't know, I haven't seen it yet. I've seen stills.
Tracy Stokes: I think I just swallowed Nemo.
Steve Coogan: Womb with a view.