What did the pyjamas look like?
I, I don't know - they were jammies! They had Yodas 'n' shit on 'em!

This one goes to eleven.

Man who can catch fly with chopsticks can accomplish anything.

"We left this England place 'cause it was bogus. But now if we don't get some cool rules ourselves, we'll just be bogus too."

"What are you people? On dope?"

"I just switched to Sanka, so...have a heart."

"Mr. Hand, will I pass your class? Well gee, Mr. Spicoli, I don't know!"

"Just like fuckin' Saigon, hey, Slick?"
"I was in junior high, dickhead."

"Attention, whoever you are, this channel is reserved for emergency calls only."
John McClane: No fucking shit, lady. Does it sound like I'm ordering a pizza?

"I've got a hundred people down here, and they're covered with glass."
"Glass? Who gives a shit about glass? Who the fuck is this?"

the dingo ate my baby

--actually I just love the way she says that line in the movie--

Never get off the boat.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Do you speak English?
What country do you think this is, man.

Just keep swimming!

They was giving me ten thousand watts a day, you know, and I'm hot to trot! The next woman takes me on's gonna light up like a pinball machine and pay off in silver dollars!

In one week, I can put a bug so far up her ass, she don't know whether to shit or wind her wristwatch

I'm not just talking about my wife, I'm talking about my LIFE, I can't seem to get that through to you. I'm not just talking about one person, I'm talking about everybody. I'm talking about form. I'm talking about content. I'm talking about interrelationships. I'm talking about God, the devil, Hell, Heaven. Do you understand... FINALLY?

Is that crazy enough for ya'? Want me to take a shit on the floor?

No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds!

OK gang, you know the rules, no humping, no licking, no sniffing hineys

Harry: I can't believe we drove around all day, and there's not a single job in this town. There is nothing, nada, zip!
Lloyd: Yeah! Unless you wanna work forty hours a week.

OK gang, you know the rules, no humping, no licking, no sniffing hineys

Harry: I can't believe we drove around all day, and there's not a single job in this town. There is nothing, nada, zip!
Lloyd: Yeah! Unless you wanna work forty hours a week.

Apparently they give a lot fewer D-pluses than D-minuses. It's not a grade they like to give out. I'll tell you that right now.

"YOU'D BETTER PRAY TO THE GOD OF SKINNY PUNKS THAT THIS WIND DOESN'T PICK UP; CAUSE I'LL SWIM OVER THERE, AND JAM AN OAR UP YOUR ASS!!!"

But what if the Guarantee Fairy's a crazy glue sniffer? Next thing you know there's change missing from your dresser and your daughter's knocked up. I've seen it a hundred times..

The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.

Today, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.

Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay,
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.

Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears:

Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads that wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.

So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And hold to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.

And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl's.

Two people could be across the room from each other and never find each other. Two others could be on opposite sides of the world . . . and nothing could keep them apart.