"Yonda lies the castle of my Foddah."
"Oh, Paulie? You won't see him no more."
"I gots to know."
"So long, and thanks for all the fish."
"Jake RYAN?"
"...yeah, I was in Sang-Bang, Gang-Gong, Special-Unit-Aiborne Batallion,...my name was Agent Orange! Yeah, Agent Orange!"
"Print is dead." "Tell him about the Twinkie."
"Blessed are the Cheesemakers...."
"I was born a poor black child..."
"Thank you, sir, may I have another?"
"Excuse me, Stewardess, but I speak jive."
"Survival kit contents check. In them you'll find: one forty-five caliber automatic; two boxes of ammunition; four days' concentrated emergency rations; one drug issue containing antibiotics, morphine, vitamin pills, pep pills, sleeping pills, tranquilizer pills; one miniature combination Russian phrase book and Bible; one hundred dollars in rubles; one hundred dollars in gold; nine packs of chewing gum; one issue of prophylactics; three lipsticks; three pair of nylon stockings. Shoot, a fella' could have a pretty good weekend in Vegas with all that stuff."
"Splitters!"