"Good Morning Vietnam"
-The Mississippi broke through a protective dike today...what is..what is a protective dike? Is it a large woman standing by the river going (in burly voice) "Don't go near there!" I know we can't say the word dyke, we can't even say lesbian...it's Women in comfortable shoes, thank you very much!
-Excuse me sir. Seeing as how the VP is such a VIP, shouldn't we keep the PC on the QT, because if it leaks to the VC, you could end up an MIA, and then we'd all be put on KP.
-You're in more dire need of a blow job than any white man in history!
-The weather out there is hot and shitty, with continued hot and shitty in the afternoon. Tomorrow a chance of continued crappy weather. A pissy weather front coming down from the north. Basically it's hotter than a snake's ass in a wagon rut.
Assorted Jim Carrey:
LIAR-LIAR
-Office Worker: Yo, Fletcher, how's it hanging?
Fletcher: [groaning] Short, shriveled, and always to the left.
-Max: My teacher tells me the real beauty is on the inside.
Fletcher: That's just something ugly people say.
- It's a good thing I was wearing neutral gang colors, might had to pull out my nine and bust a cap!
- How much ass do I have to kiss to make partner in this damn place?
-Well thats cause you've got big jugs. I...I mean your boobs are huge. I mean, I want to squeeze them. I...ma ma...... [puckers up]
-The fact that my client has been ridden more than Seattle Slew is irrelevant
ACE VENTURA 1 & 2
-Friends, rodents, quadrupeds, lend me your rears!
-Ace: I am now a child of light, your earthly money holds no appeal to me... Greenwall: 20 thousand dollars.
Ace: Reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeeaaly?!?!
-The urine stain on your pants signifies that you are a single-shake man, far too busy for the follow-up jiggle.
-Your request is not unlike your lower intestine: stinky and loaded with danger.
-Fi, fy, fo, fum, I smell the fingerprints of scum.
-Hey, maybe I'll give you a call sometime. Your number still 911? Aaaalrighty then.
-If I'm not back in 5 minutes, just wait longer.
-[as Scotty from Star Trek]
I just can't do it captain, I don't have the power.
-[As Bones McCoy]
For God's sakes, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a pool man!
-[as Captain Kirk, with 'over-emphasis]
Captain's log, stardate 23.9 rounded off to the nearest decimal point. We've traveled back in time to save an ancient species from total annihilation. SO FAR, no signs of aquatic life, but I'm going to find it. If I have to tear this universe another black hole, I'm going to find it. I've GOT TO, MISTER!
-Good question, Aguado. First, I'd establish a motive. In this case the killer saw the size of the bug's Dick and become insanely jealous. Then I'd lose 40 pounds... Porkin his wife!
DUMB AND DUMBER
-Life is a fragile thing, Har. One minute you're chewin' on a burger, the next minute you're dead meat.
-Hey, look, the Monkees. They were a huge influence on the Beatles.
-That's it, I've had it with this dump! We got no food, we got no jobs, our pet's heads are falling off!!
-When I met Mary, I got that old fashioned romantic feeling, where I'd do anything to bone her.
"Reservoir Dogs"
-Mr. Pink: Somebody's shoved a red-hot poker up our ass, and I want to know whose name is on the handle!
-Mr. Blonde: If you're talking like a bitch, I'm gonna slap you like a bitch!
-Mr. Blonde: Are you gonna bark all day, little doggy, or are you gonna bite?
-Mr. White: You shoot me in a dream, you'd better wake up and apologize.
-Mr. Blonde: All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you aren't going to get.
-Mr. White: The choice between doing ten years and taking out some stupid motherfucker, ain't no choice at all. But I ain't no madman.
-Mr Brown: Mr. Brown? That sounds too much like Mr. Shit.
-Joe Cabot: And you are Mr. Pink.
Mr. Pink: Why am I Mr. Pink?
Joe Cabot: Cause you're a faggot, ok?