It’s ours! We took it! It’s ours!
We came, we saw, we kicked its ass!
I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass. And I’m all out of bubblegum.
I’ll set us down. But I won’t leave my seat and I’ll keep the engine running. Now the first sign of trouble, I’m going up. If you ain’t on board when that happens, you’re likely to have a lousy afternoon.
Well, there’s no problem. If you have a gun, shoot 'em in the head. That’s a sure way to kill 'em.
No, no, no, no, no. If you shoot him, you’ll only make him mad.
I think this building should be condemned. There’s serious metal fatigue in all the load-bearing members, the wiring is substandard, it’s completely inadequate for our power needs, and the neighborhood is like a demilitarized zone.
In a world where the dead are returning to life, the word “trouble” loses much of its meaning.
Well, you got trouble my friends
Right here in River City
With a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool!
You know, I got a hunch, fat man. I got a hunch it’s me from here on in. One ball, corner pocket. I mean, that ever happen to you? You know, all of a sudden you feel like you can’t miss? 'Cause I dreamed about this game, fat man. I dreamed about this game every night on the road. Five ball. You know, this is my table, man. I own it.
Money won is twice as sweet as money earned.
I just handed my pinball crown to him.
A crown to wear in grace and beauty, as is thy right and royal duty.
If I’m King, where’s my power? Can I form a government? Can I levy a tax, declare a war? No! And yet I am the seat of all authority. Why? Because the nation believes that when I speak, I speak for them. But I can’t speak.
It’s good to be the King.
The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. THAT is why I am your king.
What I did tonight was for King and country! You don’t think it gave me any pleasure, do you?
Wait 'til you see what I’m gonna call you. Now, tart-face, take your Clark bars and get out of my house!
Well, I didn’t vote for you.
I voted for the other guy.