Jack Fuller Sr.: You're like a son to me.
Jack Fuller: Dad, I am your son.

I just wanna junk-punch him in his man business.


Jack Fuller: Richard Banger? So your name is Dick Banger! Dick Banger!
Banger: And yours is Jack? Jack off! Jack off

Joy McNally: The topping I wanted on my popcorn. I know the box said it's movie theater butter, but you guessed it. What I really want is sweaty Jack's balls flavor.
Jack Fuller: I'm just giving you what you want, baby.

Some labels are best left in the closet

Carrie Bradshaw

Miranda Hobbes: [hands Carrie her iPhone, which Carrie returns somewhat disgusted]
Carrie Bradshaw: I don't know how to work this!

Damnit, Vakidis! Learn fucking English!

Jackie Moon

Suck my cock! I'll kill your family!

Jackie Moon

Jackie Moon: In the anals of history people are going to be talking about three things: the discovery of fire, invention of the submarine, and the Flint, Michigan Mega Bowl.

No refunds, consider your refund escaping this death trap with your lives!

Jackie Moon

And we were dressed from head to toe in love... the only label that never goes out of style.

Carrie Bradshaw

[to Big] I curse the day you were born!

Charlotte York

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