You're a regular barnyard exhibit. Sheep's eyes, chicken guts, piggy friends... And shit for brains.

Well, you understand that I expect to whip your ass at chess twice a week for the rest of our lives.

Gino: You, fuck nuts! Station Wagon Tough Guy: You talkin' to me? Gino: Yeah, wouldn't happen to be the guy who threw a puppy out of the window of this car the other day? Station Wagon Tough Guy: What's your fuckin' business anyway? Gino: Cause I'm the animal lover, ya know. Station Wagon Tough Guy: Animal...

Your mouth is a recommended place to put a sock.

Harmony: Come on! Remember? You were Amazing, um...Harry. No, no, no! Harold the Great! Harry: Harmony? Harmony: You cut me in half, remember? Harry: God, Harmony!

Mmm ha ha ha! You're the best bike in the whole world.

You're never going to forget it happened, because I'm going to stay here, and every day you see me, you'll remember that it happened.

You used me for football. I'll use you to get into Harvard.

Malcolm Reynolds: You wanna run this ship? Jayne Cobb: Yes. Malcolm Reynolds: Well, you can't.

The Operative: You can't make me angry. Inara Serra: Please, spend an hour with him.

Gwen: You gotta lay low. Peter: No, can't do that.

Madam Ruby: Let me take your jacket. Pee-wee: Huah! Madam Ruby: All right. You want to wear a wet jacket, it's all right with Madam Ruby.

Mickey: You know those little "do not remove under the penalty of law" labels they put on mattresses? Pee-wee: Yeah. Mickey: Well, I cut one of them off!

You're gonna go back to hanging out with the citizens of Tokyo and I'm gonna go back to protecting the citizens of this fine, fair city of ours.

You stopped me once. You won't stop me again.

The Operative: You willing to die for that belief? Malcolm Reynolds: I am.

Gwen: What happened? Peter: You should see the other guy. The other guy, in this instance, being a giant mutant lizard.

You won't get in the way of my plan Peter Parker!

Dottie: I invented the X-1, P.W. I'm going with you! P.W.: All right, let's go. Dottie: You are such a pushover. P.W.: I know you are, but what am I?

Dottie: I don't understand. Pee-wee: You don't want to get mixed up with a guy like me. I'm a loner, Dottie, a rebel.

You guys always bring me the very best violence.

You didn't invite me... So I crashed!

You're coming with me, you great white dope, to die way down in the sewer.

O.K. You got a point. I'll let the little prince live for now. In the duck!

You get to watch them sink into a deep puddle of your industrial byproducts. Then you join them.

You don't understand! These are cockroaches! The biggest ones I've ever seen! This has got to stop! This has got to stop!

You know, Yogi, we could just hunt for food. All the other animals do.

You sure it'll work, Yogi?

Alex: You cheated, you dick. Josh: No, I didn't.

Josh: I love them so much. Alex: You love who? Josh: The girls at Madame Kamay's Filipino Palace.

You've been spending our rent money on Filipino hookers?

You should never throw a bong kit. Ever.

You're just jealous because I'm a genuine freak, and you have to wear a mask!

Batman: Shut up. You're going to jail. Catwoman: Don't be naive. The law doesn't apply to people like him... Or us. Catwoman: Wrong on both counts.

Billy: You look great. Cesare: The hell I do. I shit in a bag for chrissake.

You're as shithouse crazy as your brother, Loony Bin Jim.

You make one move, you greasy fuck.

You gonna leap out of the woods, one against four, all of us armed to the teeth and you with just your little pig-sticker?

You'll be chief inspector of subway toilets by the time I'm finished with you! Now pack up.

I need you here. You read me, amigo?

Seems like you also encourage people to punch each other in the face.

Um, you're standing on the soldering iron.

Your mother has legal custody over you, Cutler, not your grandfather, and it is her request that your father bring you home.

You can fly? You can fly!

You've read The North American Wilderness Guide.

Ranger Smith: You want to film a documentary in Jellystone? Rachel: Yes. I sent you a letter about a month ago. Written on a piece of bark. Ranger Smith: That was you!

Chief of Staff: And you were selling the library, but it burned down. Mayor Brown: Oh, yeah. That was gonna be one of those make-your-own-doughnut places.

Ranger Smith: You're fine, Yogi. It's just a few scrapes and bruises. Yogi: I don't know, Mr. Ranger. I'm pretty sure I heard my spine snap.

Ranger Smith: Yogi, Boo Boo, I would like to introduce you to Rachel Johnson who's here to make a nature documentary. Rachel: Grrr... Yogi: What the heck was that? Rachel: I was saying hello. I lived in a den with brown bears for six months.

Boo Boo: Yogi Bear, a brown bear commonly found in North America and Alaska. Weighing up to 1800 pounds, brown bears are also the national animal of Finland. Ranger Smith: Boo Boo, I don't think you have to narrate.

Whoa. Chill, bro. You know you can't raise your voice like that when the lion's here.

You look like a bag of shit.

Dante: You sure you don't wanna borrow my birthday suit? Alex: Thanks anyway, but brown's not my color. Dante: This isn't brown. I'm bronzed.

Ooh. You look hot.

Your father tells me that you need a place to stay.

You want to move in tonight?

Jeff: At least I have my own bed. Alex: Your bed is a car. Jeff: Yeah, but it's a fucking sweet car.

Jim: You could be dangerous. Have you killed anyone? Rick: Yes, people who threatened me or threatened my group.

I didn't fly all the way up here to be simply told you turned my grandson over to that worthless bastard!

Excuse me. For a man who exercises, you don't know much about nutrition.

You saved my life, Rick.

Hershel: You carried us. You didn't let us give up. You got us here. Rick: It's not enough. It's not safe enough.

Harry: You don't need to apologize. Blow me. You forgot this. Harry: Oh, thanks.

Mike: You know, you're a hustler. You hustled that man back there for money. Hawk: No. Mike: I'd like to call my mother.

You have to give it time, Michael. You have to be patient. I know how you feel, but you must do it.

Ranger Smith: You know that fanny pack is for first aid supplies, right? Ranger Jones: A merit badge in first aid is the only supply I need, sir.

Yogi: You have my word, Mr. Ranger. I will be seen, but not heard. Ranger Smith: Or seen. Yogi: Fine.

Mayor Brown: You gotta be in charge now while you still know everything. Ranger Jones: That's what I've been saying. Mayor Brown: Yeah.

You're right. I'm losing control, Boo Boo. I don't know who's steering the ship. Here. I want you to handcuff me to this tree and not unlock it no matter what I say.

Ranger Jones: Mr. Mayor, you look nice. Your napkin matches your tie. Mayor Brown: I don't need you to kiss up to me, Jones. I've got this guy for that.

You don't have to be ashamed about liking the fight. Or fighting the fight.

Hey, you take me to him and I'll call it even on everything that happened up there in Atlanta. No hard feelings. Huh?

Perry: I mean, I understand if you want to take a swing at me... You fuck! Harry: You sissy bitch!

Your case and my case... are the same fucking case.

Harry: ...Now, you take one of these... gals, who sleeps with 100 guys a year, and I bet you if you look in their childhood, there's something rotten in Denver. Harmony: Denmark.

Harry: We got it. We got it. What do you think? I'm stupid? Perry: I think you wouldn't know where to feed yourself if you didn't flap your mouth so much. Yes. I think you're stupid.

Mr. Frying Pan: You wanna know who we are? I'm the Frying Pan, see? And my boy over here, he's... Mr. Fire: Mustard. I'm Mustard, baby. Mr. Frying Pan: He's the Fire. Fuck you, Mr. Mustard.

Jason Cutler: Surely you understand I'm all the family Michael will ever need. Christina: You're not his father. Jason Cutler: I have been his father for 12 years!

You think I'm... You think I'm amazing. You do. You think I'm so amazing, 'cause that's who I told you I'd be. That... That was the game plan.

Mike: You're aggravated, aren't you? Hawk: Boy, I passed aggravation about a mile back. Mike: Are you gonna get violent? Hawk: Want to give me a break?

Harmony: You can sleep here if you want but it would only be sleeping, Harry... if that's gonna frustrate you. Harry: Let's see.

I swear to God. This is it. You are the dream girl. You always have been. This is destiny.

You're doing great, Mike. Why don't you turn the key? Ok? Now, you see that little silver button? Push it.

Your boyfriend is a man of many masks. I get it.

Hawk: You feel good? Mike: Yeah, why? Hawk: I mean, you feeling strong? Mike: Why? Hawk: Come with me.

Yeah. Boo, hiss, I know. Look, I hate it too. In movies where the studio gets all paranoid about a downer ending, so, like, the guy shows up, he's magically alive on crutches, I hate that.

You're a special kid. You're my boy, do you understand? But you're also a spoiled, rich brat who's always had everything done for him. Now it's time to do it for yourself, Mike.

Hawk: All right, way to go! You're a tough little sucker, aren't you? That was great. That was good. Pay up, now. Mike: Money, please.

Harmony's Dad: You bastard! Old man that can't defend himself. Big tough guy. Perry: Yeah, that's right. Big tough guy.

Perry: I call it my faggot gun. Harry: Because... Perry: Because its only good for a couple shots, then you gotta drop it for something better. You asked, Chief.

You think that's funny, huh? I'm gonna break your nose now. OK?

And you, stop multiplying!

Hawk: You're going to be a great one, kid. Mike: Almost as good as you, right? Hawk: Well, I think you'll be better than me. Mike: Do you think you're gonna do good in Vegas? Hawk: I'm betting on it.

Malcolm Reynolds: So you wanna tear me down... do it inside your own mind. Inara Serra: I'm not trying to tear you down. Malcolm Reynolds: But you fog things up. You always have.

Mr. Hawk? I'm sorry. Your wife died this afternoon in the operating room.

Hawk: You're not going to tell me to leave, too, are you? Mike: No. Hawk: That's good. I was beginning to think I was unpopular.

By signing this consent form, you'll be donating your body to a noble cause. You'd... have a second chance...

I should be able to blow them away real easy. There's a lot more technique involved, and you can't beat experience.

You never had anything, so you have nothing to lose. Hawk, you can believe what you want to, but you're a deserter, plain and simple.

You're gonna win, like you said, dad. Remember? You'll win that big old truck, and you can start your own business.

Lewis: You wanna talk about the vanishing wilderness?

Lewis: I know enough about canoein' to handle the both of you. Drew: Oh, man. Bobby: I don't know what that means, but I'm willing to go along with you. Lewis: This is the last chance we got to see this river. You just wait until you feel that white water under you. Bobby: Ain't that right? Drew: I don't k...

Boo Boo: Yogi, your cape. Yogi: I know. It is magnificent. Boo Boo: And on fire. Yogi: Huh? Fire!

Yogi: Mr. Ranger, I thought... Ranger Smith: Yogi, that's the problem. All the thinking.

Yogi, are you okay?

Boo Boo: Yogi, what are you doing? Yogi: I'm leaving, Boo Boo. I am going to forage for food in the wild. Boo Boo: Huh?

Boo Boo: Yogi, I've been looking everywhere for you. Yogi: Not now, Boo Boo. I'm busy foraging.

Yogi, you have to use your smarts for good. And if you can't see that, maybe you are just an average bear.

You're gonna make enemies. People will get hurt. Sometimes the people closest to you.

You don't know nothin'.

You owe the world your gifts. You just have to figure out how to use them. And know that wherever they take you we'll always be here.

Lewis: Your name Griner? Griner #1: What do you wanna know for? Lewis: Can you and your brother drive two cars down to Aintry for us? Griner #1: Drive 'em down there for what?

I love how they sit there like a couple of choirboys. You know one of them is leaving New York with VD.

Don: They can throw bodies at this account for weeks. We don't have that kind of firepower. Pete: We don't have to. We're the scrappy upstart. Don: You don't say that to the clients, do you?

You know, I've been waiting for someone like you.

You ever heard of jihadi-blogger.com? I'm posing as a one-armed Wahhabi warrior who took a crap in a cave next to Bin Laden. I think I can score you a couple of rocket launchers.

You hit it off, come Turkey Day, maybe you can stuff her.

You were an asshole out there, just like you were on that rooftop back there in Atlanta.

You're the sneaky one, the one with nerve. You don't scare easy, do you?

You might be the biggest perv in the world right now.

Jeff: I can't believe you came on my mom. You might be the biggest perv in the world right now. What were you thinking? Alex: I couldn't sleep. I saw the doll. Jeff: So you can't wake me up to play video games or something?

You judge people by the way they look, Chubby. You can trust 'em.

You turned all the sizzle from Glo Coat into a wet fart.

Alex: Hey, you remember Lara, don't you? Jeff: Yes, I do, and she already has a cold sore. That's a surprise.

You wanna tell us your name?

Daryl: Y'all come on in here. Rick: Everything all right? Daryl: You're gonna wanna see this.

You did good, Chubby, you did good.

You're gonna have to tell us how you found us and why you were carrying formula.

You came here for a reason.

Betty: What are you doing? Henry: You know what I'm doing.

Your competitors are gonna keep killing you because you're too scared of the skin that your two-piece was designed to show off.

Mountain Man: You look just like a hog. Bobby: No, don't. Mountain Man: Just like a hog. Come here, piggy, piggy, piggy. Come on, piggy. Come on, piggy. Come on, piggy, give me a ride.

You better run, you son of a bitch!

Ed: You're the guy with the answers. What the hell do we do now? Lewis: Now you get to play the game. Ed: You're ruined! Lewis, you're ruined!

You know what I did. My brother and two cops are dead because of me.

Serena: You are doing something very noble. Marcus: I'm guilty. Just cut me up until there's nothing left.

Ed: You told him the truth, didn't you, Bobby? You told him the truth! Bobby: I didn't do that!

Caesar: If I don't get this back, your ass is terminated. Trench: In your dreams.

You're doing us a great service.

You're fighting a war against the assholes who slip through the raindrops, who get away with it. In any war, there's collateral damage. You know that.

You're a pretty big snack for this fella. But you know what they say; he's gonna be hungry again in an hour.

Andrea: You haven't seen this before, have you? The transformation. Milton: No.

Your people are dangerous. Handcuffed my man to a roof, forced him to amputate his own hand.

You just tell us where they are and we'll bring them here. You'll be safe, I promise.

You can do whatever you're gonna do. And go to hell.

Your brother might be out there right now, searching for them.

Plastic Surgeon: Statistically speaking, you shouldn't have been able to survive this. Billy: Well, that's why I'm here, doc. I have the best plastic surgeon in all of New York.

Billy is dead. From now on, you call me Jigsaw.

You look fantastic, brother.

Yummy, yummy, yummy in my tummy, tummy, tummy.

You're messing with the wrong family on the wrong day, asshole.

Roger: You're off-limits. Joan: I don't think he's the one who needs to be reminded.

Punisher: You'll scare the girl. Angela: Shut up. Just shut your mouth.

Joan: You have an incredible memory. Roger: Yeah, I think about it a lot. That dress, I mean. Could you wear it? Joan: Stop it.

You're not in Transylvania anymore, Cristu. We don't talk vampire.

You're never going to get me to do anything Swedish people do.

Jackie: You ever killed anyone? Driver: No. Jackie: It can get touchy-feely. Driver: Touchy-feely? Jackie: Emotional. Not fun. A lot of fuss.

Lee: You order room service? Barney: Not really. Lee: This is gonna be a piss-poor ending.

You have to fight for the things you love whether it's a park, a girl or a roast beef sandwich.

You do not want me to go gorilla on you.

Mayor Brown: Wait a minute, you're telling me there is an extinct turtle living here in the park? Chief of Staff: According to Miss Johnson's film, there is.

Ranger Jones: Wait, uh, hold on. You don't want to approach him like that. He's poisonous. Chief of Staff: He's in a basket. Ranger Jones: But he can spit. Poison.

You think I care about what the law says? Or about some endangered "frog-mouthed turtle"? Or some stupid park for families to have a picnic in? I care about power, you pinheads!

Yogi!

Lee: You got anything that doesn't have skulls on it? Barney: Matter of fact, I don't.

Tony: Oh, good evening. You don't know me. My name is Fisher. I understand you have a car for sale. Captain Swann: Oh, yes, an American car. Tony: Yes, I saw it at your garage. How much are you asking? Captain Swann: 1,100. Tony: 1,100? I see.

You made a deal with me. You gave me your word. And you end up blowing up half of Vilena, punching holes and a bowie knife through a fellow CIA agent.

If anything happens to her, she gets a hangnail, she gets hurt, she gets roughed up, she doesn't come back in exactly the same condition she went in, you and your little gang of psychotic mutts will never be seen again.

Mr. Oliver: You didn't hear about carol? Bobby Garfield: No. Mr. Oliver: I'm afraid she's dead. I'm so sorry.

Your father didn't exactly leave us well off, you know. I'll tell you what he did leave us. He left us 3 months unpaid rent, a life insurance policy that lapsed the year before he died.

Liz Garfield: Your father never met an inside straight he didn't like. Bobby Garfield: What's an inside straight? Liz Garfield: Never you mind, Bobby-o.

You and your grand dames, and your portable typewriter and your desperate spinsters. You're old fashioned. You know that?

Yes, I pity him, marooned in that sea of bikinis.

Faye: You'll be married again in a year. Don: What? Faye: I'm sorry. I always forget. Nobody wants to think they're a type.

You can not be a true God-fearing person and be on a television show like that.

You promise me you won't go and do anything foolish.

Don: You'll get picked up by some creep. Stephanie: I guess this is safer.

Stephanie: What are you doing? Don: I don't know. You're so beautiful and young.

Margot: You know how I hate doing nothing. Tony: Doing nothing? Why, there are hundreds of things you can do. Have you written to Peggy thanking her for the weekend? And what about those clippings? It's an ideal opportunity. Margot: Well, I like that. You two go gallivanting while I stay home and do those boring...

You just can't keep your pants on, can you?

You have no say in the affairs of this family. You're just a man in a room with a checkbook. I'm sorry.

Your mama's blood was sickening sweet. I hope yours tastes better!

You're fired. Go get your things.

You have no mixers at all and no food.

Abe: If what you say is true, you could help me kill him. I could pay you to kill him! Henry: My services are not for sale. And the word you are looking for is "destroy."

17, man? For a key? You must be doing the dope.

You think you slick, you little punk, blasphemous, dope fiend, bitch!

You promise to cast aside all notions of vengeance and commit to the life of a hunter? You will have no friends, no family.

You've got guts. No common sense. But guts. Come on.

Nino: You out here living your fucking Michael Jordan fantasy, shooting jumpers and whatnot. Business must be pretty good. Gee Money: It will be, brother. Peep this out.

Nino: You sounding like this shit is the wheel or somethin', like it's going to change the world. Gee Money: Look man, I don't know about all that change the world shit, but what I do know is that they be going crazy over this, man. I'm telling you.

Gee Money: Yo, I had my jimmy waxed every day last week, you understand? Several times a day. Nino: Get the fuck out of here! Gee Money: I'm telling you what's up.

Y... yo, Money, y... you think this base got, y... you know, the high powered shit?

You must like slumming, Kareem.

Yo, baby, we're talking about combinating and consolidating. That's what up.

Yeah, we taking over the Carter. We going to bum rush the whole damn thing.

You's a genius, man. Pure un un un un...

Yo, man, s... suck my... Dick.

Gee Money: Rastaman, I'm here to tell you Nino Brown says your services are no longer needed in the community. Fat Smitty: Who the bombock... Gee Money: Ooh!