Jessica (in Clive's body): [disguised as Taquito; as Carol tries to kiss him] Carol, please! This would be wrong for me in at least five different ways!
Carol Spencer: [pulling away] You mean... you like men?
Jessica (in Clive's body): Of course! What did you think?

He's so little!


Linus: Smash and grab job, huh?
Rusty: Slightly more complicated than that.
Linus: Well, yeah.

Pieter: Please just retire.
Beca: Did your accents get thicker? Is that like an intimidation thing cause World War II!

Eddie Harris: You know you might think about taking Jesus Christ as your savior instead of fooling around with all this stuff.
Roger Dorn: Shit, Harris.
Pedro Cerrano: Jesus, I like him very much, but he no help with curveball.
Eddie Harris: You trying to say Jesus Christ can't hit a curveball?

Hi, hi, hi there! At last we meet. Our brief govoreet through the letter-hole was not, shall we say, satisfactory, yes?


Adrian: Is this you?
Rocky: Yeah, that's me when I was eight years old, that's the Italian Stallion when he was a baby.

Skylar: What if I said I wouldn't have sex with you again till I got to meet your friends, what would you say?
Will: I'd say it's four-thirty in the morning, they're probably up.

Hey Boys, Is that anyway to treat a lady?


Joel Goodson: Don't steal anything. If I come back here and anything's missing, I'm going straight to the police. I mean it.
Lana: Go to school, Joel. Learn something.

Deb: Are they still letting you run for president?
Pedro: Yes. I don't understand... they say you're not allowed to have pinatas that look like real people, but in Mexico, we do it all the time.

Princess Leia: They let us go. It was the only reason for the ease of our escape.
Han Solo: Easy? You call that easy?
Princess Leia: They're tracking us.
Han Solo: Not this ship, sister.
Princess Leia: Well, at least the information in R2 is still intact.
Han Solo: What's so important? What's he carrying?

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