Seriously, when was the last time you turned on the radio to listen to popular music? '70s, '80s?

Matt Farrell

That was the most incredible experience of my life! And now, to find my family, save my town, and drop ten pounds!

Homer Simpson

And so he says, "Rectum? Damn near killed 'em!"

Mike

[to concerned teachers] Alright, there appears to be an event happening. Central Park was just hit by what seems to be a terrorist attack. They're not clear on the scale yet. It's some kind of airborne chemical toxin that's been released in and around the park. They said to watch for warning signs. The first stage is confused speech. The second stage is physical disorientation, loss of direction. The third stage...is fatal.

Principal

He never even looked her up down there! He was down there closing his deal with the Rice-a-Roni people the whole time!

Ted

Suicide gave Heather depth, Kurt a soul, and Ram a brain. I don't know what it's given me, but I have no control over myself when I'm with J.D. Are we going to prom or to hell?

Veronica Sawyer

Seems there are Irish people everywhere, or people who want to be.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris

Alex: I wanna prove to my dad that I'm a *real* lion.
Marty: As opposed to what, a *chocolate* lion?

So once he's done with the firstborn, Loki takes his friend Bartleby out for a post-slaughter drink. And over many rounds, they get into this discussion about whether or not murder in the name of God is okay. Now, Bartleby can run circles around Loki intellectually, not to mention that Loki's already half in the bag. And in the end, Bartleby convinces Loki to quit his position and take a lesser one that doesn't involve slaughter. So - very inebriated - Loki tells God he quits, throws down his fiery sword, and gives Him the finger. Which ruins it for the rest of us, because from that day forward, God decreed that all angels could no longer imbibe alcohol. Hence all the spitting.

Metatron

[about the room] We've had our tetanus shots... right?

Amy Fox

I love this man, and there is no way that I'm gonna give him up to some two-faced, big-haired food critic.

Kimmy Wallace

Ray: Back off, shorty!
Jimmy: You don't know karate!

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