What do I want? Oh my god, I want Penny to quit smoking and go to college. I want, I want to be able to pay the phone, electric and rent in the same month. I want a girl to be on the cover of Surf magazine. It would be great if that girl were me, but any girl would do. I want... I mean I wish my mom would come home, and I really, really want to win pipe masters tomorrow, that's what I want.Anne Marie
You have until tomorrow to assemble my missile.Raza
You're not like the others. You're curious. But if you want to stay here, I need to know that you're going to follow the rules.Alby
Looks like you've got a thing for butt-ugly girls, Mr. I've Got A Thing For Butt-Ugly Girls!Austin
I was hiding under your porch because I love you.Dug
Don't die, you fucking asshole, don't die. Don't die, you FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!!Frank T.J. Mackey
OK, so we got a trooper pulls someone over, we got a shooting, these folks drive by, there's a high-speed pursuit, ends here and then this execution-type deal.Marge Gunderson
Shaun: What are you doing lying there?
Lance: Oh, my parole officer wants to give me a drug test and I need your urine... can I score some of your piss?
Lance: Awesome, man.
Astrid: Stay out of my way! I'm winning this thing!
Hiccup: Uh... please, by all means.
Astrid: This time! This time, for sure!
Astrid: [swinging her axe wildly in anger] NO! YOU SON OF A HALF-TROLL, RAT-EATING, MUNGE-BUCKET!
Lisa Houseman: God, I'm so sick of this rain. Remind me never to take my honeymoon at Niagara Falls.
Marjorie Houseman: So, you go to Acapulco.
[sings] Oh say can you see / By the dawn's early light / What so proudly we hail / In the twilight's last gleaming? / Whose bright stripes and broad stars / In the perilous night / For the ramparts we watched / uh, da-da-da-da-da-daaaa. / And the rocket's red glare / Lots of bombs in the air / Gave proof to the night / That we still had our flag. / Oh say does that flag banner wave / Over a-a-all that's free / And the home of the land / And the land of the - FREE!Frank
I can't figure out what's worse, having to know every single detail of your desperate love for some other woman, or having to know that you obviously didn't even come close to feeling the same way about me.Emma Dinsmore