We'll be listening to you.

Martin Stett

You're goin' down. Chainsaw.

Ash

The fire has been called off my friend. So you might as well come out and join the others. I promise I won't hurt you.

Tony

I'm willing to sign breasts!

Bumper

Walter Crewes: Jack, was that you giggling?
Jack Ryan: Nope. Must have been Number 9.
Walter Crewes: Well, what are you doing sneaking around here?
Jack Ryan: I'm not sneaking around. No, I was just thinking. Sometimes when I'm thinking it looks like I'm sneaking.

The man is mean, careless, and stupid. Bad combination in a place like this.

Paul Edgecomb

Hunter: Chief of the Boat.
Chief of the Boat: Sir?
Hunter: Thank you, COB.
Chief of the Boat: Thank you? Fuck you! Get it straight, Mr. Hunter, I'm not on your side. Now you could be wrong! But wrong or right, the Captain can't just replace you at will. That was completely improper. And that's why I did what I did. By the book.
Hunter: I thank you anyway.

Well, well, well - looks like diplomacy has failed.

Col. Quaritch

Lots-O'-Huggin' Bear: Ken? New toys!
Ken: Far out! Down in a jiff, Lotso.
[goes down the elevator]
Ken: So, who's ready for Ken's dream tour?
Lots-O'-Huggin' Bear: Let's show our new friends where they'll be staying!
Ken: Uh, folks, if you'll just want to step right this way...
[he sees Barbie]
Ken: Hi, I'm Ken.
Barbie: Barbie. Have we ever met?
Ken: I would have remembered.
[she laughs]
Ken: Love your leg wamers!
Barbie: Nice ascot!
Lots-O'-Huggin' Bear: Come on, Ken, recess don't last forever.
Ken: Right on, Lotso. This way everybody.
Lots-O'-Huggin' Bear: Got a lot to look forward to, folks. The little ones love new toys.
Buzz Lightyear: What a nice bear!
Rex the Green Dinosaur: And he smells like strawberries.
Woody: Ugh.

I'm in here on my knees, Ed, a free man proposing. Howdy, Kurt.

H.I.

Honestly, don't you two read?

Hermione

Deirdre Burroughs: I disapprove of your choices.
Augusten Burroughs: I haven't had a choice!
Deirdre Burroughs: You did when you wrote this, didn't you?
Augusten Burroughs: You read my journal?
Deirdre Burroughs: Don't try and compete with me, Augusten. If you move back in with me, I won't allow it. You'll only get hurt. When I become a very famous woman, they'll write that I had a son who was a writer too, who doesn't compare to my brilliance. I want more for you than that.
Augusten Burroughs: Did you mix your pills again?

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