Sorry, old man, section 26, paragraph 5. Need-to-know. Sure you understand.

The bubbles tickle my... Tchaikovsky!

You, you're okay. This one: real fuckin' ugly.

I'm a boy who appreciates a good body, regardless of the make.

You're marvelously well equipped.

First learn stand, then learn fly. Nature rule, Daniel-san, not mine.

"I'd take pleasure in guttin' you, boy."

That's my little octopussy.

Fifty percent of something is better than a hundred percent of nothing.

See ya tomorrow night, Eleanor, with your fine ass.

The only thing better than a glass of beer, is tea with Miss McGill!

Sorry boss, but there's only two men I trust. One of them's me. The other's not you.

Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Do you know what the worst part about being you is?

Mr Bond! We can do a deal! I'll buy you a delicatessen! In stainless steel!

Put that cookie down. NOW!

Are you in danger of becoming a good man, Proximo?

May I press you to a cucumber sandwich?

Meanwhile, at a very expensive waterfall set...

When one is in Egypt, one should delve deeply into its treasures.

We accept the reality of the world with which we're presented. It's as simple as that.

I am now aiming precisely at your groin. So speak or forever hold your piece.

You can have any brew you want... as long as it's a Corona.

Tell me about an ambush? Tell me about an ambush? I ambushed you with a cup of coffee!