Michael: Haven't You Ever Done Something Nice For Someone?

Michael: Haven't you ever done something nice for someone?

David: Well once I gave a guy directions...

Michael: see there you go, that was nice of you.

David: I told him to go to hell.

Star: Step aside. You people act like you've committed a murder.

Paul: Okay! I confess! [points to Marko]  Marko killed him!

Marko: What?! You can't pin this whole rap on me!

Paul: He was insane, out of control! He would've killed me too if you hadn't come along!

Marko: It was all Paul's idea!

Paul: Put him down now, he's a mad dog!

Marko: He wears curlers to bed!

Paul: Wait! It's not what you think!

Star: For the love of God you guys all I wanted was some ice from the freezer!

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??

Alan: If I call the police, they're gonna be here in ten minutes.

Marko: OK. Then that leaves me nine to beat the hell out of you.

Alan: You think? I know tae kwon do.

Marko: And I know whoop your ass!

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!

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!