I have great insight. I'd use it on myself only I don't have any problems.

Alex Fletcher

Yeah, I was in the show. I was in the show for 21 days once - the 21 greatest days of my life. You know, you never handle your luggage in the show, somebody else carries your bags. It was great. You hit white balls for batting practice, the ballparks are like cathedrals, the hotels all have room service, and the women all have long legs and brains.

Crash Davis

Come with me if you want to live!

Terminator

Larry: You forget you're dealing with a clinical observer of the human carnival.
Anna: Am I, now?
Larry: Oh, yes.
Anna: You seem more like the cat that got the cream and couldn't stop licking himself.

My victory in Boston was as sweet as the cream pie from the city it's named after.

Chazz

Bring the noise!

Danny Butterman

We got a rule about messing with people from Texas.

Cade Yeager

Eugene Kittridge: What... can... we do, Barnes? Put a guy at the airport? How many identities do you think Hunt has? How many times has he slipped past customs and in how many counties? These guys are trained to be ghosts... we taught them to do it for Christ's sake!
Frank Barnes: Well what do you suggest?
Eugene Kittridge: Let's not waste time chasing after him, just make him come to us. Everybody has pressure points Barnes, you fine something that's personally important to him and you... squeeze.

Angela Holden: What's wrong?
Johnny Truelove: Nothing.
Angela Holden: Your dick's soft.
Johnny Truelove: Well give it some help then.

Will Burton: So, how big is this whole bandslam thing around here?
Sam: Texas high school football big.

Brenda: Just wait until he lands on my old Kentucky home.
Bill: More beer? More beer.

Claire Standish: He's just doing it to get a rise out of you. Just ignore him.
John Bender: Sweets. You couldn't ignore me if you tried. So... so. Are you guys like boyfriend-girlfriend? Steady dates? Lovers? Come on, sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot beef injection?
Claire Standish: Go to HELL.
Andrew: Enough.
Richard Vernon: Hey. What's the hell's goin in there? Spoiled brats.

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