Joyce: You know, kindergarten is like the ocean. You don't want to turn your back on it.
Phoebe: You're not so tough without your car, are you?
Mitch, the Dope Dealer: So who are you, man?
[Kimble loads his shot-gun]
Mitch, the Dope Dealer: Shit!
Detective John Kimble: I'm the party pooper.
[O'Hara rushes to the airplane's restroom]
Flight Attendant: Is your wife okay, sir?
Detective John Kimble: Compared to what?
Detective John Kimble: No more complaining. No more "Mr. Kimble, I have to go the bathroom". Nothing!
[shouts]
Detective John Kimble: There is no bathroom!
Joseph: Boys have a penis, girls have a vagina!
Detective John Kimble: Thanks for the tip.
Joseph: Boys have a penis, girls have a vagina!
Phoebe: [to Kimble] Well, you taught them the basics, that's important.
Detective John Kimble: We're going to play a wonderful game called..."Who is my daddy and what does he do?"
Tina & Rina: Our mom says our dad is a real sex machine.
Joseph: My dad's a gynecologist. He looks at vaginas all day long.
Detective John Kimble: I'm a cop you idiot!
Detective John Kimble: [to two gang members standing by his car] Oh, excuse me. I forgot to introduce myself.
Detective John Kimble: My name is John Kimble
[cocks shotgun]
Detective John Kimble: , and I love my car.
Gang Member: Yo, man, I'm just gonna keep a eye on it for you, all right?
Gang Member: You got a beautiful ride.
[As soon as Kimble is out of hearing range]
Gang Member: Shit. Who he think he is? He's lucky I didn't kick his ass.
Detective John Kimble: I Have a headache.
Lowell: It might be a tumor.
Detective John Kimble: It's not a tumor!
Detective John Kimble: Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Miss Schlowski: What did it feel like to hit that son of a bitch?
Detective John Kimble: It felt great.
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