Mary Jo Buttafuoco: This is, like, the worst thing that could ever happen.
Chance Boudreaux: Now take your pig-stick and your boyfriend, and find a bus to catch.
Doug Ireland: Nothing's impossible Albert. Impossible just takes a couple extra phone calls.
Julie: The pain... The pain keeps the hunger away.
Nancy Archer: Missed me?
Harry Archer: I don't suppose you want to hear my side of this?
Gerry Conlon: What I remember most about my childhood is holding your hand. My wee hand in your big hand, and the smell of tobacco. I remember, I could smell the tobacco in the palm of your hand. When I want to feel happy, I try to remember the smell of tobacco.
Giuseppe Conlon: Hold my hand.
Cliff Murdoch: I just figured out why the Cubs lose every year. They've got more talent in the stands than they do in the field.
Euripides: Yeah, yeah, I'm lickin' your balls, best balls I ever had. Uh-huh, you've got King-Kong balls. Your balls are so large, just big balls, I don't care. You just got big balls.
Roberto Canessa: We're gonna die, you know.
Nando: Maybe. But if we die, we're gonna die walking.
Randolph: Looks like your parents are still up.
Jessie: They're not my parents.
Country Store Clerk: What you doin' out this way?
Sam Gillen: Hunting.
Country Store Clerk: In a suit?.. What kinda huntin'?
Sam Gillen: Pink flamingos.
Suzanne: Have you ever been married?
Michael Williams: No.
Suzanne: It does strange things to people.
Friar Francis: Come, lady: die to live.
Giddy: ...did you know it could be dangerous to wake somebody up when they're dreaming, well, because you leave part of your brain behind. And if it happens too many times, you go feeble in the head.
Sheela: Yeah. You're living proof.
Louis Stevens: Can you turn that music... up?
Hal Jackson: Do you mind if I smoke in here?
Sarah Mathews: Yes, I do mind.
Zora: Ma, this is his office.
Sarah Mathews: I don't care, this is my lungs, he can get himself killed.
Larry Wilson: Swim with the fishes, you zombie bastard.