I got nothing to sell
I know it is sad... :'(
Ronnie: Shhhh Shhhh Shhh. You shut your mouth... First I glue this to your head, then I make love to your face.
Xander: Which is not what I call making love. I would call it... the shame spear... of hurt.
Mr. Ford: Really, all Americans want is cold beer, warm *****, and a place to take a **** that's got a door on it... I mean, you don't want the dog lookin' atcha.
Xander: What does the name on the side of the building say? Does it say Stan, the big fat jerk who tried to steal my company? No! Building's not tall enough!
Xander: How can they just dump me for Hooper like that?
Ronnie: Uh those guys follow anybody... like ship.
Xander: How is that like a ship.
Ronnie: No, sheep... baaaaa. The little slut of the barnyard.
Wendell: Worked for Steven Segal... and he works for Osama bin Laden. That's why the Taliban is so deadly and effective.. Hapkido training. Where'd they learn that? From Steven Segal's fat ass.
Mr. Ford: Hey Vernon, let's go burn one down.