Probably another drunken attempt at a failed topic, but who knows? It might catch on.
Post your favorite movie/tv/play/poem/story/whatever lines.

"GET TO THE CHOPPA!"

"I watched a snail...crawl along the edge of a razor...without getting cut. This is my dream...this is my nightmare."

"I BURY THOSE COCKROACHES!"

"Oh look! They're REALLY mad now!"

"On today's show, we're going to teach poodles how to fly!"

I love the smell of napalm in the morning

CHARLIE DON'T SURF!

I love God, he knows that, so why should I have to spend three hours every Sunday listening to some guy go on and on about how I'm going to hell?

THE GOD DAMN PEN IS BLUE!

DO THE MATH SHIT-HEAD! SIX BULLETS, EIGHT TARGETS! WHAT WERE YOU GONNA DO, LAUGH THE OTHER TWO TO DEATH?!

Look, I haven't paid my taxes in six years, I'm NOT getting busted by a sandwich!

Look, how about you give me half your money, I'll take you out back, kick you in the nuts, and we can call it a night?

Heh truly one of the greatest songs in cinema history.

"You are now carrying my child."
"How's that possible?"
"It is the magic of the dance."

"These fingers only do two things: peel money and slap bitches." -random pimp from a documentary.

Prepare to get fucked by the long dick of the law.

Look, you can't expect to hold supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a sword at you! I mean, if I went around claiming I was an emperor because some moistened bink lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away! Strange women lying in ponds is no basis for a form of government. That kind of power comes from a mandate from the masses not some weird aquatic ceremony.

I saw two big fat naked bikers having sex in the woods off the 14th green. How am I supposed to chip with that going on?!

Have you ever seen what a .44 Magnum will do to a woman's pussy? Now that you should see. What a .44 Magnum will do to a woman's pussy that you should see?

Did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said Dead Nigger Storage?...'Cause it ain't there, 'cause storing dead niggers ain't my fucking business, that's why!

Do you like Phil Collins? I've been a big Genesis fan ever since the release of their 1980 album, Duke. Before that, I really didn't understand any of their work. Too artsy, too intellectual. It was on Duke where Phil Collins' presence became more apparent. I think Invisible Touch was the group's undisputed masterpiece. It's an epic meditation on intangibility. At the same time, it deepens and enriches the meaning of the preceding three albums. Christy, take off your robe. Listen to the brilliant ensemble playing of Banks, Collins and Rutherford. You can practically hear every nuance of every instrument. Sabrina, remove your dress. In terms of lyrical craftsmanship, the sheer songwriting, this album hits a new peak of professionalism. Sabrina, why don't you, uh, dance a little. Take the lyrics to Land of Confusion. In this song, Phil Collins addresses the problems of abusive political authority. In Too Deep is the most moving pop song of the 1980s, about monogamy and commitment. The song is extremely uplifting. Their lyrics are as positive and affirmative as anything I've heard in rock. Christy, get down on your knees so Sabrina can see your asshole. Phil Collins' solo career seems to be more commercial and therefore more satisfying, in a narrower way. Especially songs like In the Air Tonight and Against All Odds. Sabrina, don't just stare at it, eat it. But I also think Phil Collins works best within the confines of the group, than as a solo artist, and I stress the word artist. This is Sussudio, a great, great song, a personal favorite.

Do you like Huey Lewis and the news?

Their early work was a little too new wave for my tastes, but when Sports came out in '83, I think they really came into their own, commercial and artistically. The whole album has a clear, crisp sound, and a new sheen of consummate professionalism that really gives the songs a big boost. He's been compared to Elvis Costello, but I think Huey has a far much more bitter, cynical sense of humour.

Yes, Allen?

No, Allen.

Yes it is! In '87, Huey released this, Fore, their most accomplished album. I think their undisputed masterpiece is "Hip to be Square", a song so catchy, most people probably don't listen to the lyrics. But they should, because it's not just about the pleasures of conformity, and the importance of trends, it's also a personal statement about the band itself.

Hey Paul!
(chops head with an axe)
TRY GETTING A RESERVATION AT DORSIA NOW YOU FUCKING STUPID BASTARD! YOU, FUCKING BASTARD!

Long quotes ahoy.

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. You're cool. And fuck you I'm out! *throws a hamburger patty and hits some random loser in the face*

So I says to the guy "Look pal, your car was turned over when we got here. And as for your wife, she shouldn't have mouthed off like that!"

How many times will you steal my car stereo? It don't even work, you feel like a BITCH don'tcha?!

Get some sour cream and onion chips. With some dip, man. Some beef jerky...some peanut butter...some Haagen Dazs icecream bars! A whole lotta Haag--make sure chocolate, gotta have chocolate! Some popcorn. Red popcorn. GRAHaM CRACKERS! Graham crackers with marshmallows-the little marshmallows with little chocolate bars and we can make some s'mores, man! (Damn, that's what I'm sayin' yo!) Also celery, grape jelly...PIZZAS! We need two big pizzas! With everything on'em, with water...whole lotta water. And....................................Funions.