Dad! Mom, Dad, this is Larry Kroger. The boy who molested me last month. We have to get married.Clorette De Pasto
[thinking Marty is an alien]
Sherman Peabody: It's already mutated into human form. Shoot it!
Old Man Peabody: [firing shotgun at barn] Take that, you mutated son of a bitch!
Selfridge: [In the tech room, Selfridge putts a golf ball into a mug and laughs] You see that?
Worker: Yes sir!
Selfridge: No you didn't, you were looking at the monitor. I love this putter, Ronnie! I love this putter!
Dr. Grace Augustine: Parker. You know, I used to think it was benign neglect, but now I see that you are intentionally screwing me.
Selfridge: Grace, you know, I enjoy our little talks.
[He putts the ball again, it's about to go in the mug but Grace kicks the mug away]
Dr. Grace Augustine: [Deadpan] Oops.
I've done a lot of things that I ain't proud of. I hurt a lot of people.Sam Childers
Quint: Hey, Hoop, you wanna feel somethin' permanent? You just put your hand underneath my cap... and you just feel that little lump. Knock an ole un, St. Paddy's day, Boston.
Hooper: I got that beat.
Dan Dreiberg: Watchmen are over. What do you suggest we do about it?
Please excuse my father. It makes him feel young and powerful to treat us like idiot children.Alfred
You took away five years of my life. I'm just returning the favor!Lex Luthor
Yo mamas so fat, her pant size is, um... um... Bitch, lose some weight!Urban Girl
Get him, Dad, get him. Fire!Boba Fett
[Marty sees the outside of the Hill Valley High School in 1955]
Marty McFly: Whoa... they really cleaned this place up. Looks brand-new.
[Marty and Doc walk toward the building]
Dr. Emmett Brown: Now, remember - according to my theory, you interfered with your parents first meeting. If they don't meet, they won't fall in love, they won't get married and they won't have kids. That's why your older brother's disappearing from that photograph. Your sister will follow, and unless you repair the damage, you'll be next.
Marty McFly: Sounds pretty heavy.
Dr. Emmett Brown: Weight has nothing to do with it.
[Norma thinks Joe is a funeral director] I'd like the coffin to be white, and I want it specially lined with satin. White... or pink. Maybe red! Bright flaming red! Let's make it gay!Norma Desmond