“You bartered away your immortal soul?”
“Well, I wasn’t usin’ it.”
and: “The color guard is Coloured!”
and: “Dumb as a bag of hammers.”
and: “I am the Pater Familis!”
“But you ain’t bona-fide.”
“You bartered away your immortal soul?”
“Well, I wasn’t usin’ it.”
and: “The color guard is Coloured!”
and: “Dumb as a bag of hammers.”
and: “I am the Pater Familis!”
“But you ain’t bona-fide.”
I just cut the hair.
Mrs. Hogwaller up and R-U-N-N-O-F-T.
Pete, realizing that he’s been lied to so he’d escape with Everett and realizing he’d get fifty more years added to his sentence: “I’ll be 85!”
Delmar (happily): “I’ll only be 82!”
And the whole exchange with Pete and Everett about leading the group, which ends with Delmar saying, “Well, I’m with you fellers.” I can’t remember it so I won’t butcher it here.
Pete: I’m gonna vote for yours truly.
Ulysses: I’m gonna vote for yours truly as well.
Delmar: Well, I’m with you fellers.
“We thought you wuz a toad” still kills me.
I don’t want God-damn Fop! I’m a Dapper Dan man!
Pardon me, but would one of you gentlemen happen to be a smithy, or otherwise experienced in the metallurgic arts? {Thump! Sscraaaaape - Everett gets pulled out of the rail car}
I’m not sure I understand, Big Dan…{WHACK!}
My favorite will always be “Son, you got a panty on your head.” I also love “We released ourselves on our own recognizance,” both from Raising Arizona.
I agree with you there ** Ellen Cherry** 
also: I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me. That, or Duder. His Dudeness. Or El Duderino, if, you know, you’re not into the whole brevity thing…
Lewbowski.
We found a whole gopher villiage.
Not a quote, but often while driving, I’ll just start screaming and punching the inside roof of the car. Really freaks out the passengers 
Plus, I make it a rule to use “You know, For kids!” at least once a week.
When we had no meat, we ate fowl. When we had no fowl, we ate crawfish. When there were no crawfish to be found, we ate sand.
You ate what?
We ate sand.
You ate sand?
That’s right.
I can get you a toe …
“If I’d known we were gonna cast our feelings into words, I’da memorized the Song of Solomon.”
“Excuse me, sir. Could you please keep your voices down? This is a family restaurant.”
“Oh please, dear. For your information, the Supreme Court has roundly rejected prior restraint.”
“You’re not just telling us what we want to hear?”
“No sir, no way.”
“'Cause we just want to hear the truth.”
“Well, then I guess I am telling you what you want to hear.”
“Boy, didn’t we just tell you not to do that?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You know, Fink, ordinarily we say anything you might remember could be helpful. But I’ll be frank with you, Fink: that was not helpful.”
“Ah, hon, ya got Arby’s all over me.”
Marge Gunderson: Hon?
Norm Gunderson: Yah?
Marge Gunderson: Prowler needs a jump
Leo O’Bannion: You hear about Rug?
Tom Reagan: Yeah, RIP.
Leo O’Bannion: They took his hair, Tommy. Jesus, that’s strange, why would they do that?
Tom Reagan: Maybe it was injuns.
*please make me stop… Coens are #1 *
I like the part before that:
Donnie: “They were Nihilists Dude?”
Walter: “They were threatening castration Donnie, are we going to split hairs here?”
In a similar scene:
Walter: “It’s like Lenin said…‘find the person with most to, you know, uh, and…’”
Donnie: “I am the Walrus, John Lennon, I am the Walrus.”
Walter: “V.I. Lenin, Donnie, Vladimir Illyich Ulyanov!!!”
WS-Donnie, we commend your soul to gentle bosom of the Pacific Ocean which you loved so well.
WS-Oh, shit Dude, I’m sorry.
JL- Fuuuck Walter. Why is everything a travesty with you? And what the fuck was all that shit about Vietnam?!? What the fuck does anything have to do with Vietnam?
WS- I’m sorry Dude. (Big hug)
JL- Fuck Walter.
WS- Fuck it Dude, let’s go bowling.*
*A good motto for life.