Grace: Oh, Ed. You just sounded like Dirty Harry just then.
Ed Rooney: Really? Thanks, Grace.
Tony Manero: Oh fuck the future!
Fusco: No, Tony! You can't fuck the future. The future fucks you! It catches up with you and it fucks you if you ain't planned for it!
Oh god, I hope they bring back Elvis.Elvis Fanatic
Oh how I wish I was back in my cage, with my mirror, and my little bell. Ah-ah-ah.Blu
Oh, I love it. It's so cute. It like a little baby unicorn.Olaf
Cher: Oh look, Josh is dancing with Tai, he never dances.
Christian: I can see why.
Oh, my God. It's Mega Maid. She's gone from suck to blow.Colonel Sandurz
Evey Hammond: Oh my God, real butter! I haven't had real butter since I was a kid! Where'd you get it?
V: It was on a personal train of supplies on its way to a Mr. Adam Sutler.
Nancy Kendricks: [Mrs. Connelly leaves to run errands] Okay, come on. We don't have that much time.
Alex Rose: I know. She's running errands. That only gives us twelve hours.
Okay, guys, I know I sold y'all out, and I've been a real son of a bitch, and a shitty friend. Saul, I'm talking to you. Dale, you're a new friend, but, uh, I can make it up, okay? I forgot "bros before hos."Red
Dr. Evil: Okay, here's the plan. We get the warhead and then hold the world ransom for... 1 MILLION dollars!
Number Two: Sir, strictly speaking, a million dollars will not go very far these days. Virtucon alone makes over 9 billion dollars a year.
Dr. Evil: Really? Okay then... we hold the world ransom for one... hundred... BILLION dollars!!!
Okay Lunchbox, let's try this again. We tie you to the roof and you jump off and sail like a Spitfire passing right over the arch nemesis La Fours. You then swing up to the stage and knock out the pin. And when that's gone the stage is trashed and we go smoke a bowl. You got it? Now get your fat ass up there. And dude, don't forget your helmet. Snoogens.Jay