Look out for number one. But don't step in number two.

John Robie: Danielle, you are just a girl. She is a woman.

Danielle Foussard: Why buy an old car if you can get a new one cheaper? It will run better and last longer.

Yeah! But what an "Old car" she was! :wolf whistle:

Classic Rodney!

Hey Romy, remember Mrs. Divitz's class, there was like always a word problem. Like, there's a guy in a rowboat going X miles, and the current is going like, you know, some other miles, and how long does it take him to get to town? It's like, 'Who cares? Who wants to go to town with a guy who drives a rowboat?

Toby - I was wondering if you'd sign my yearbook. And please don't tell me to @&#$-off because it really hurts my feelings.

Heather - I hurt your feelings?

Toby - Yeah, all the time.

Heather - TREMENDOUS! That's tremendous! Go get your stupid yearbook, I would be happy to sign it!

Alien: To your planet, welcome.

McCoy: I think that's *my* line, stranger.

Alien: Oh, forgive. I here am new. But you are known, being McCoy from Enterprise.

McCoy: You have me at a disadvantage, sir.

Alien: Oh, I name not important. You seek I. Message received. Available ship stands by.

McCoy: How much and how soon?

Alien: How soon is now. How much is, where?

McCoy: Somewhere in the Mutara sector.

Alien: Oh, Mutara restricted! Take permits many; money more.

McCoy: There aren't gonna be any damned permits! How can you get a permit to do a damned illegal thing? Look, price you name, money I got.

Alien: Place *you* name, money *I* name, otherwise bargain, no.

McCoy: Alright, damn it! It's Genesis! The name of the place we're going is GENESIS!

Alien: Genesis?

McCoy: Yes, Genesis! How can you be deaf with ears like that?

Alien: Genesis allowed is not! Is planet forbidden!

Sno-Balls? Sno-Balls? Sno Balls? Where's the friendly Twinkies?

Should have used snow chains!!

It's only a model.

"And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy." And the Lord did grin. And the people did feast upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and anchovies, and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats, and large chu..."

One... two... Five!

Three, sir.

Three!

"What are the odds in a funeral home going broke when you have a business that everybody on Earth needs? If you can't make that work, it's got to be you, right? And yet, I don't know. What do you do when people won't die?"

Stwike him, centuwion, vewy woughwy.
And throw him to the floor, Sir?
What?
THWOW him to the floor again, Sir?
Oh, yeth. Thwow him to the floor.

"Declaration of War... The Short Form"

My mistake. Four coffins...

Harry: You're not still mad at him, are you?

Hermione: I'm always mad at him.

- DIAGONILLY!!

- Did he just say diagonilly?

Air raid, freshman!

Watch the llleatherrr.

[Fletch is being framed for drug possession by two very large cops]

Fletch: You fellas wanna read me my rights?

Detective #1: You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to have your face kicked in by me. You have the right to have your balls stomped by him.

[Detective #2 blows Fletch a kiss]

Fletch: I'll... waive my rights.

Gentlemen, you can't fight in here, this is a war room!

"Oh, this is much better. Costume's a bit much... so tight. But the confidence, I can feel the righteousness surging."

Tony Stark: They say that the best weapon is the one you never have to fire. I respectfully disagree. I prefer the weapon you only have to fire once. That's how Dad did it, that's how America does it, and it's worked out pretty well so far. I present to you the newest in Stark Industries' Freedom line. Find an excuse to let one of these off the chain, and I personally guarantee, the bad guys won't even wanna come out of their caves. Ladies and gentlemen, for your consideration... the Jericho.

::swoon::

I <3 Ironman!