Good morning! And in case I don’t see ya, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight!
I’ll most likely kill you in the morning!
Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
If I’m not me, then who the hell am I?
No, I am Spartacus!
Agador Spartacus!.. He insists on being called by his full name.
I have given a name to my pain, and it is Batman
Carrots? Hopps?! JUDY?!
His name is Harvey.
Ha. I make two hundred dollars a day, Fluff! Three hundred sixty-five days a year, since I was twelve! And time is money. Hop along.
Oh, I don’t know. If I had survived an old lady ass-kicking I would want to brag about it.
Stop or my Mom will shoot!
Shut up! Or maybe you still got too many teeth!
Now, Daisy, I want us to work out a signal system of communication. When I elbow you real hard in the face, that means: shut up.
You’re goddamn right I am. Now here come two words for you: Shut the fuck up.
One more word out of you, Bigbooty…
Would you be good enough to stand erect and in a proper manner, please? And where in the world did you get that dress?
Shop smart! Shop S-Mart!
It’s the shoes, right? The shoes are tragic!
I’m sorry, do you have a prior commitment? Some hideous skirt convention you have to go to?