Cartman: Hey Stan! Tell them about the part where Terrance called Phillip a "testicle-shitting rectal wart!"
The Mole: You realize that by doing this we could be grounded for two, perhaps even three weeks.
Eric Cartman: More people will come if they think we have punch and pie. Kyle: [typing] Punch and pie.
The problem with the United Nations is that while democracy within nations is the best available form of government, democracy among nations can be a moral disaster - especially if some nations are not democracies.
Pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion. Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave and eats a bread it does not harvest. Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, and that deems the glittering conqueror bountif...
If there's one thing I don't look for in a maid, it's discretion. Except with my own secrets, of course.
Snowmageddon. Dirty glacial clouds hammered the city's anvil. On the District of Columbia’s northwestern edge, gusts of snow rolled across the Park Road Bridge like volcanic ash.
Caterpillar dun' become butterfly-caterpillar die so butterfly can be. A new thing. We all must let ourselves die to be what we will be. But we cling to what we know.
AT&T Park, chalk it up. This is a great pitcher's park, great weather. It's a great place to pitch. It's all positive and no negative. You can go out and challenge guys. I've got the confidence to attack the strike zone and not nibble so much.
I do not think this makes a lot of sense, and I think we should rely on the Park Service to implement the regulations that they have in place with the restrictions so that people can enjoy our parks.
We had an apartment on west side of Central Park. The rent was very reasonable. We found out later that it belonged to a gangster called Legs Diamond and it was a front to his headquarters. It was fine.
My first job was at an amusement park in Virginia. It was the worst. I loved the park but once I'd worked there all the magic was gone from it. It just turned into a place I hated and I've never been there since.
[last lines] Dr. Alan Grant: Hammond, after some consideration, I've decided, not to endorse your park. John Hammond: So have I.
Ray Arnold: [alarms start going off in the control room] Fences are failing all over the park. John Hammond: Find Nedry! Check the vending machines!
Donald Gennaro: [pointing at the scientists in the lab] Are these characters... auto-erotica? John Hammond: No, no, no. We have no animatronics here. These are the real miracle workers of Jurassic Park.
My father moved out to Park City in in the mid-'70s and lived in a Winnebago behind a hippie joint called Utah Coal & Lumber that was one of only two or three restaurants at that time. Park City was a sleepy little mining town, with not a condo in si...
Sgt. Donny Donowitz: Teddy fuckin' Williams knocks it out of the park! Fenway Park on its feet for Teddy fuckin' Ballgame! He went yardo on that one, out to fuckin' Lansdowne Street!
Dr. Ian Malcolm: [after the T-Rex failed to appear for the tour group] You see a Tyrannosaur doesn't follow a set pattern or park schedules, the essence of chaos.
Cecil Parkes: The page! For God's sake, the notes! Peter Helfgott: I'm sorry sir, I keep forgetting the notes. Cecil Parkes: Will it be asking too much to learn them first?
Cartman: Mom? If you were in a German "scheisse" video, you... you'd tell me, right? [short pause] Mrs. Cartman: Sure, hon.
Dr. Doctor: We accidentally replaced your heart with a baked potato. You have about three seconds to live.
