Roger Ferris: Hani Pasha Hani: Pasha? That is an Ottoman term. Roger Ferris: I hear you like it sir
Binky Beauregard: [Sharp, posing as an assistant cheerleading coach, is looking dour at a game] Where’s your happy face? Roland Sharp: This *is* my happy face
Ruby Engels: Don’t worry Abraham. It’s not like your family are scientists. You’re not involved… And this will all blow over soon. Abraham Bernstein: That is what I thought back in 1938. Ruby Engels: Oh, but that was different. Abraham Bernstein: [glances at his grandson wearing a Visitor Friends uniform] Is it
Sistah Girl: Undercover Brother, Conspiracy Brother Conspiracy Brother: Hey, how ya doin. Undercover Brother: Good mornin! Conspiracy Brother: Good morning? Get on the desk, spy in the building! Spy… Undercover Brother: Don’t touch the fro! Conspiracy Brother: Back up off me man! Undercover Brother: Back up off me! Conspiracy Brother: Let me tell you something about the word ”good,” brotha. Good is an ancient anglo-saxon word, go-od, meanin the absence of color. I.E. it’s all good, which it is, OR Good Will Huntin’, meanin, ”I’m Huntin’ Niggas!” So when you say good morning, what your telling me is ”I’m gonna kill yo black ass, first thing in the mornin’!
Android Police Officer: [Referring to Max’s backpack] What’s in the bag? Max: [Max’s head is shaved bald] Hair products, mostly.
Ben Gates: If there’s something wrong, those who have the ability to take action have the responsibility to take action.
Whiplash: I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear what I clearly just heard.
Annie: You baked that? Chris: I’m not a total dead loss as a woman. I can’t knit or make plum jam but I can bake a bloody Victoria sponge. Annie: Ok, thank you. Chris: Course, I didn’t actually bake this one – I got it at Marks and Spencer – but the point is… Annie: You can’t enter a cake you bought in a shop! Chris: Get off! It doesn’t matter where it comes from, does it? This is about putting up a united front against Highgyll. This isn’t bakery. It’s Zulu