Patty: How do you go to the bathroom in space? Jim Lovell: Well, um... I tell you it's a very complicated procedure that involves cranking down the window and looking for a gas station.
Susan Orlean: There are too many ideas and things and people. Too many directions to go. I was starting to believe the reason it matters to care passionately about something, is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size.
[after their bus breaks down in the middle of the outback] Tick: What's happening? Felicia: Um, I don't know. Bernadette: Oh, my God! Oh, Felicia. Where the Fuckawei?
[last lines] Tick: No that's enough. Oh, my tits are falling down. [explosions] Tick: Jesus! Thank you! Thank you, it's good to be home!
Sir Guy of Gisbourne: Let me ram those words down his throat your highness! Prince John: No... later. Let him spout for the moment.
Aladdin: You're a prisoner? Genie: It's all part and parcel, the whole genie gig. [grows to a gigantic size] Genie: Phenomenal cosmic powers! [shrinks down inside the lamp] Genie: Itty bitty living space!
Corporal Lyle Wainfleet: [Jake gets down from the ship with a gun. Wainfleet follows] Dr. Grace Augustine: [to Wainfleet] Stay with the ship. One idiot with a gun is enough. Corporal Lyle Wainfleet: You the man, Doc.
Alfred Pennyworth: [to Bruce] Batman may have made the front page, but Bruce Wayne got pushed to page eight. [Bruce reads the headline: "Drunken Billionaire Burns Down Home."]
[John and Tom have pulled Brandon's pants down to show Lana that her boyfriend is biologically female, but Lana refuses to acknowledge it] Lana: Leave him alone! John Lotter: HIM? HIM?
"Hoot": [speaking about the shooting earlier] Nice man, very smooth. Gordon: Single shot through the engine block. "Hoot": Shit, that's a shame. That was a nice jeep.
[imitating Cpt. Steele] Pilla: Speak up, you say this is your safety? Well, this is my boot, son, and it will fit up your ass with the proper amount of force!
[after Hoot cuts in front of Blackburn in the line for food] Blackburn: Hey man, there's a line. "Hoot": I know. Blackburn: And this isn't the back of it. "Hoot": Yeah, I know.
"Hoot": Sergeant, you got your men this far. You did it right today. Now you gotta start thinking about getting them out of here.
[Grimes sees smoke from Somali tire fires in the distance as the Rangers fly towards the city] Grimes: Why are they burning tires? Waddell: Signals to the militia, that we're coming.
[after McKnight orders Maddox to turn around and go back to Haldawig] Maddox: Sir, they're going to get us fucking killed out there! McKnight: Just get it over with!
[McKnight sees Schmid treating the injured Blackburn] McKnight: What happened to him? Schmid: He fell, missed the rope. McKnight: How'd he do that? [Schmid shrugs with an odd smirk]
[being shown a picture Bunny's old farm home] The Dude: Oh boy. How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm once they've seen Karl Hungus.
Fred Jung: Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again, but life goes on.
Corky: You planned this whole thing. You dropped that earring down the sink on purpose, didn't you? Violet: If I say yes, will you take your hand away? Corky: No. Violet: Yes.
I've sat looking down into a volcano that could blow at any moment; I've helped catch a shark and several rattlesnakes; I let a tarantula walk across my hand, and I ate rat soup.
Part of me relates to Perez Hilton because he's an outcast. I don't have a lot of friends who are actresses. They're catty, and they'll cut you down. I like that Perez is proud of who he is and doesn't care what anybody thinks.