Detective John Kimble: I have a headache. Lowell: It might be a tumor.
Detective John Kimble: It's not a tumor! It's not a tumor. At all!

I'm just gonna pump and dump.

Fat Amy

Evelyn: Have you got any bright ideas?
Rick: I'm thinking, I'm thinking...
Evelyn: You better think of something fast, because, if he turns me into a mummy you're the first one I'm coming after.

Anna: I'm sorry you're...
Larry: Don't say it! Don't you fucking say you're too good for me. I am, but don't say it.

Die, Jedi dogs. Oh... what did I say?

C-3PO

Jerry Shaw: [shouting] Are you the one who called me on the phone?
Rachel Holloman: She called you, too?

You know Spider, you're a fuckin' mumbling stuttering little fuck. You know that?

Tommy DeVito

Marlin: What did it say? What did the mask say?
Dory: P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney.

Welcome to America's weirdest home videos.

Ricky Fitts

Bellatrix Lestrange: How dare you defy your master!
Dobby the House Elf: Dobby has no master.

[to white fan] Stay black!

Three G's

God... let this be it.

Jim

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