I was thinkin' I would go over there. I recken they could use all the help they could get.

Sam Childers

Augustus Gloop: Don't you want to know our names?
Willy Wonka: I can't see how it would matter.

Smeagol: ...and take it for ME.
Gollum: For us.
Smeagol: Yes, we... we meant for us.

Rosemary Cross: How did I hurt your feelings?
Max Fischer: Oh, my God! I wrote a hit play!

Becca, quit being a bitch!

Katie

Why in God's name would I wanna keep writing about characters whose central preoccupation are weed and dick and fart jokes? I mean, ya gotta grow man. Don't you ever want anything more for yourself? I know this poor hapless son of a bitch does. I look into his sorry doe eyes and I just, I see a man crying out. He's crying out, "When Lord? When the fuck can your servant ditch this foul-mouthed little chucklehead to whom I am a constant victim of his folly, so much so that it prevents him from ever getting to kiss a girl! Fuck! When, Lord when? WHENS GONNA BE MY TIME?"

Holden

I'm not one of you! I'd rather die than stand alongside you!
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Perseus

It's almost as if this Kabbalah crap doesn't even work!

Topher Grace

Raymond Horgan: Whats the hell is happening with Carolyn?
Rusty Sabich: Well, everything is in the works, I reassigned all of her cases, and this afternoon I gotta deal with all the stuff that Molto left us...
Raymond Horgan: Wait, wait, wait, wait... whats all of this reassignment shit? Goddamnit Rusty, I told you to give this investigation top priority! For Christsakes, look, Nicco is eating me alive with thing, the election is in ten days. If you don't have Carolyn's killer for us in ten days we are both history. Goddamnit, turn over all of that administrative bullshit to Mac.
Rusty Sabich: Mac's got more than she can handle already Raymond. Let me remind you we lost two key PA's in one day, and all you have time for is the damned election, I've gotta run the office!
Raymond Horgan: FUCK the office! Don't you understand what is happening here? If you don't find me a killer there is no FUCKING OFFICE! Now you listen to me, I want you right on top of Carolyn's case you understand? I want you to run out every ground ball, and I want you to do it in an orderly GODDAMNED FASHION! Start acting like a fucking professional!

They broke my watch!

Trooper La Fong

Four minutes, forty-eight seconds. We're all dead. Burned to a crisp.

Chas

Reverend, how about a blowing job?

Nell Sweetzer

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