Clever girl.

I hate every nuclear irradiated time-travelling fighter pilot chimp I see. From nuclear irradiated time-travelling fighter pilot chimpan-A etc.

One of the robots from Silent Running. Preferably an actual robot and not a shell with an amputee inside.

If you like you can cross-breed Bit with my Cursor from Automan. We'd get a litter of… I dunno. Pointers?

Don't call it 'nevermore'.

Even just remembering it now gives me shivers.

The more conspiracy-minded note that it's a Christian cross that's been crossed out.

Please stop the "pretending you are scared" game, please.

Hello? Flavor?

Here's your problem, someone set this doll to evil.

Dearest Edna, I must leave you. Why, I cannot say. Where, you cannot know. How I will get there… I haven't decided yet.

One of my all time favourites:

Khlav Kalesh Guy: Mountain Dew or Crab Juice.
Homer Simpson: Blecch! Ew! Sheesh! I'll take a crab juice.

Television! Teacher, mother… secret lover. Urge to kill… fading… fading… fading - rising! Fading… fading… gone.

Hey, forget you, Clown!

I'm not used to the laughter of children. It cuts through me like a dentist drill.

You couldn't fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had an electrified fooling machine.

Don't worry, an inanimate carbon rod will save us!

They drove a dump truck full of money up to my house! I'm not made of stone!

Well, duh.