If you gotta shoot, aim high. I don't wanna hit the groundhog.

Buster Green

You're not a god. You can take my word for it; this is 12 years of Catholic school talking.

Rita

Phil: Wow! Looking foxy tonight man! Tell me, is your troop gonna be selling cookies this year?
Larry: [Sarcastically] Oh that's so funny Phil!

Morons... your bus is leaving.

Phil

Rita: Where were you?
Phil: [referring to Ned] It was awful. A giant leech got me.

Do you have life insurance, Phil? Because if you do, you could always use a little more, I mean, who couldn't? But let me tell something - I got's a feeling you ain't got any. Am I right or am I right or am I right?

Ned

Ned: So what are you doing for dinner?
Phil: Umm... something else.

Phil: I don't suppose there's any chance of a espresso or cappuccino?
Mrs. Lancaster: [confused look] Oh, I don't know...
Phil: ... how to spell espresso or cappuccino.

Rita: I like to see a man of advancing years throwing caution to the wind. It's inspiring in a way.
Phil: My years are not advancing as fast as you might think.

Phil: You want a prediction about the weather, you're asking the wrong Phil. I'll give you a winter prediction: It's gonna be cold, it's gonna be grey, and it's gonna last you for the rest of your life.

Phil: Do you know what today is?
Rita: No, what?
Phil: Today is tomorrow. It happened.

Rita: Would you like to come to dinner with Larry and me?
Phil: No thank you. I've seen Larry eat.

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