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From Beetlejuice (animated series):

Lydia: A prince who can make rain and lightening must have some kind of special powers. What's his name? Something spooky, I'll bet.
Beetlejuice: Sorry to disappoint you babes, but his name's Prince Vince. Pfft!"

Prince Vince: Beetlejuice, since I've met your friend Lydia, I've been so... unhappy.
Beetlejuice: What were you before, the Good Humor Man?

Lydia: Beetlejuice, just say you're sorry!
Beetlejuice: Okay. You're sorry.
Lydia: JUST SAY IT!!
Beetlejuice: Okay. It!

Jaques: Why is it zat whenever we try to help Be-atle Juice, he treats us like ze dirt between his toes?
Lydia: I think he treats the dirt better.

Though I know I should be wary,
Still I venture someplace scary,
Ghostly haunting I turn loose,
Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice! BEETLEJUICE!

. . .and therefore, ipso-facto, vis-a-vis, concordantly- you know what? I have no idea what I'm saying. I just thought it would make me sound cool.

I am God, God is me, ergo, I am immortal!

Yeah, I've got time.

Oh good, my dog found the chainsaw.

You should not play with guns!

Yesterday is history
Tomorrow is a mystery
But Today is a gift
That is why it is called the present

Mr. McGee, don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

"Have you lost your mind?!"
"Yes--but that's not a recent occurrence."

-You want me to pack you a sandwich with you, sir?
-I'll take drive-thru.

"If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there is one thing you never, ever put in a trap. Me."

Caffeine will kill ya!

I don't know about you, but they give me the creeps.

Hey, jerk! Speed kills! God, can't he take a joke?

"Uwaseri!"

You know all there is to know about fighting, so there's no sense us going down that same old road again. To beat this guy, you need speed - you don't have it. And your knees can't take the pounding, so hard running is out. And you got arthritis in your neck, and you've got calcium deposits on most of your joints, so sparring is out. So, what we'll be calling on is good ol' fashion blunt force trauma. Horsepower. Heavy-duty, cast-iron, piledriving punches that will have to hurt so much they'll rattle his ancestors. Every time you hit him with a shot, it's gotta feel like he tried kissing the express train. Yeah! Let's start building some hurtin' bombs!