*batteries not included (1987)
Frank Riley: The quickest way to end a miracle is to ask it why it is... or what it wants.
Pamela: It's old and depressing!
Mason: It's reality!
Pamela: This is the '80s! Nobody likes reality any more.
Faye Riley: Frank! It's the love boat to Cuba! Shuffle board and pineapples filled with rum. Know what they do? They put little paper umbrellas sticking out the top so that when it rains, it don't thin out the liquor.
Faye Riley: What ever happened to General Eisenhower? You hardly read a word about him anymore.
Mr. Kovacks: Is this what you're talking about? It's full'o junk. It's a storage shed, you idiot.
Carlos: No it's not. It's full of ghosts or spirits or something and they're just trying to make me look bad!
Mr. Kovacks: You don't need ghosts for that.
Pamela: And to think I've been telling my friends it's so cool living with an artist. You never once asked to paint me nude!
Marissa: Maybe this is all a dream.
Mason: Well, if this is a dream which one of us is having it?
Frank Riley: Hey, don't look at me. I stopped dreaming a long time ago.
Frank Riley: Where'd you get a new picture?
Faye Riley: It's not new. It's fixed.
Frank Riley: Fixed like new?
Faye Riley: They did a good job.
Frank Riley: Who did?
Faye Riley: I ain't saying.
Frank Riley: GOD DAMMIT, FAYE!
Mr. Lacey: Why am I paying a demolition crew to sit around eating in a restaurant they're supposed to be knocking down?
Faye Riley: Hey Frank, guess what I did.
Frank Riley: What now?
Faye Riley: I named those little guys. Flotsam and Jetsam, isn't that cute?
Frank Riley: Yeah cute.
Faye Riley: Be nice, Papa.
Frank Riley: I'm always nice.
Harry: [before punching Carlos out the Door] I'll take door Number 1.
Frank Riley: The quickest way to end a miracle, is to ask it why it is and want it wants.
Frank Riley: [a construction worker is driving a demolition machine towards the cafe] Hey! You ever hear of private property?
Gus: Just coming for a hamburger, Pop.
Frank Riley: Hah! You got alotta nerve. Get your food somewheres else.
Carlos: [seeing a floating tray of hamburgers] What the hell is that?
Faye Riley: Oh it's them. The little guys. My little munchkins.
Carlos: You stay away from me! You're not fooling anybody! Crazy my ass!
Faye Riley: [to Construction Worker] You wanna sleep over? Why don't you call your mommy and tell her where you'll be.
Gus: Um, no thanks, Mrs. Riley, I can't tonight.
Gus: [to Carlos] Hey Bobby, wanna go out and play?
Faye Riley: Bobby!
Carlos: Hey, Lady, my name's not Bobby!
Faye Riley: Well excuse me! Robert. Um...
Carlos: Shut up!
Carlos: Okay, I saw downstairs. Who's been cleaning up after me?
Carlos: [after having money thrown in his face] You kill my head, man.
Faye Riley: [Harry beats up Bobby and throws him out of the apartment building] Bobby! Bobby!
Frank Riley: Goddammit! He's not Bobby. He's just a punk.
Faye Riley: Let me go! He's hurt! What's the matter with you?
Frank Riley: Bobby is dead!
Faye Riley: No!
Frank Riley: He is dead dammit!
Faye Riley: No! - You wish he was dead!
Frank Riley: Faye.
Faye Riley: All you ever do is yell at him and make think feel he is not good enough. Well, look whose talking. Why do you think he's buying that car for to get away from you. We're going to lose him and it's all your fault. You hate him!