Michael: Seriously, Marko Where Do You Keep All That Cash?

Michael: Seriously, Marko where do you keep all that cash?

Marko: Someplace you'll never get near.

Michael: Oh, your mattress.

Marko: No. (Points to Y/N) Theirs

Paul: Why should I apologize?

Marko: I'll tell you why. Because you're nothing but a backstabbing Judas with sensible shoes!

Paul: Oh, yeah, well you know what you are? You're a two-lira tramp with cheap bridgework!

Marko:  May you put your dentures in upside down and chew your head off!

Paul: May your legs have grown old and gnarled and withered like an olive branch! You should be so lucky.

Marko: May your moles grow hair thicker than Jerry Vale's!

Paul: May your marinara sauce never cling to your pasta!

Marko: (Gasps)That's it! Come back here and say that to my face!

*David is talking to Dwayne about Y/N*

David: Dwayne I don't know what the woman wants anymore! What am I supposed to do?

Dwayne : May I speak freely David?

David : Yes, of course old boy.

Dwayne :  I am so bloody sick of hearing this year after year! 'Dwayne, what am I to do?', 'I told her I loved her!' 'I took it back!', 'I'm afraid of commitment', 'I'm worried about Laddie' (grabs David by his jacket) For God's sake, MAKE A MOVE! DO SOMETHING! YOU PASSED ON MICHAEL DO YOU WANT TO REGRET THIS FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE TOO?

Sam:  I am really not amused, mister. You are going to take a bath and you are going to get clean right now!

Nanook: Bark

Sam: I am so the boss of you!

Nanook: Bark

Sam: It may be a free country, but you live in my house under my rules.

Nanook: Bark

Sam: Don't use that tone of voice with me. You will do what I say when I say. What are you doing? I am talking to you, mister! [Nanook stops right next to some mud] Do not go near that mud puddle! Nanook Emerson, do you hear me? I am giving you three seconds to get away from that mud puddle! One, two,  two and a half...  don't make me say three! 

Michael: (walks out to see Sam in the tree yelling at Nanook) What in the hell is going on here??

Dwayne: What are you doing in my room?

Y/N: Well I heard moans and screams coming from your bedroom so I figured...I should be part of it

The guys run up on the Surf Nazis after they mess with Y/N

Greg: What the...

Marko: Go ahead! Finish your statement so I can bust your head to the white meat!

Paul: Yeah, that's right, he's gonna bust it to the white meat, and I'm gonna bust it to your damn cranium!

Dwayne: Say what you was about to say!

David: Let them words fall up out of your lips, little b*tch boy!