| The Quote | The Movie | Really Bad Hints |
| Six bucks and my right nut says we're not landing in Chicago. | |
| What is it about good sex that makes me have to crap? You really jarred something loose tiger. | |
| The price is wrong, b*tch. | |
| Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night! | |
| We're not really violent people. This is our first gun. | |
| All I need are some tasty waves, a cool buds, and I'm fine. | |
| You killed Ted, you medieval dickweed! | |
| Christ. Seven years of college down the drain. Might as well join the f**king Peace Corps. | |
| Well, my name's Dewey Oxburger. My friends call me Ox. I dont know if you've noticed, but I got a slight weight problem. | |
| You ever see the back of a twenty dollar bill... on weed? | |
| | The Quote | The Movie | Really Bad Hints |
| Joey, do you like movies about gladiators? | |
| You tried to milk him, didn't you you sick son of a b*tch? | |
| Hey, little anal-dwelling butt monkey. Time for you to go home, little buddy. | |
| I crashed a funeral today. | |
| He hates these cans. Stay away from the cans. | |
| Oh man! How'd you get the beans above the frank? | |
| Venkman, shorten your stream! I don't want my face burned off! | |
| No son of mine is gonna play any foos-ball. | |
| It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses. | |
| Well, what if there is no tomorrow? There wasn't one today. | |
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