"I can tell you Lydia's big life goal. It's to fuck the New Kids on the Block."

"You…want…this…don't you? The anger is swelling within you. I am unarmed. Strike me down with all of your hatred and your journey to the Dark Side will be complete!"

You'll be sorry you didn't believe my story about those little green monsters that multiply when they get wet.

Mr. Rooney…Ed… You're a beautiful man. I want to thank you for your warmth and compassion.

Well, I may have to start minding what she reads from now on, won't I, Mrs. Brown?

The way to get a Best Original Score nomination is to be John Williams or to be an largely-unknown composer who wrote the score for some art film. They almost never even nominate the really good scores.

"Kiss me. You won't regret it."

You can tell when they are really desperate when they say that none of this matters because they believe in Jesus Christ.

I've slipped out of my depth and out of my mind, with my fear flowing out behind me as I claw the thin ice.

I thought it might have been Arrested Development.

I remember Marlon Brando saying he was totally delighted by his second or third wife's naivete since she had grown up in Tahiti and had no knowledge of American customs.

“…the ultimate teacher-student dynamic…"

Her show can be pretty satisfying when you're unemployed and need some people to feel superior to.

Wasn't he that smarmy guy who took over Talk Soup after Greg Kinnear left?

"What are you wearing, a broomstick and a trash bag? Why don't you put some meat on you? A few pounds lighter, you'll look like Miss Ethiopia!"

Was there some movie or TV show that had him playing a judge as a joke on his nickname? His real name is Edward; "Judge" was a nickname he had since he was a kid.

"It's from the Cheryl Ladd Collection from J. C. Penney. On sale!"

Didn't this game let you destroy real-life cities, and not just the big ones? And the buildings were specific to the location? I thought my hometown of Kalamazoo was used and I destroyed the building my dad worked in, but that might be one of those idealized memories like when Michael Jackson came to my house to use…

The world watched in amazement as he unlocked the secrets of Al Capone's glove compartment!

I hope it's revealed one monster was made fun of by the other kids for being "different," another had a father who told him he was a failure for striking out in his Little League championship, and the third just woke up in a shitty mood.