Pop: The only fucking disturbance is you MESSING WITH ME!
Pop: Ah, I shoulda known you was at this Party, and ya know, with all that Jheri Curl juice you got in your hair, you better not Ever do a crime! The police won't have any problem finding you! "Follow the drip, follow the drip!"
Pop: Kid, your breakfast's on the table boy, you wanna come down here and eat this shit before it gets cold?
Kid: It would help if you didn't call it shit, Pops.
Pop: It would help me too if you get your ass down here & eat it!
Kid: [when the prisoners were drawing straws to see who gets Kid] Is there any way to stop this?
Fats: Richard Pryor said that when he was in prison, he kept folks laughing to keep their mind off his booty. Do you know any jokes?
Pop: Clinton X, huh? Well go home and bring me 2 bean pies and a pork chop sandwich, you little trout mouthed heathen.
Bilal: [dancing with a girl] Girl, you're so soft, like my hush-puppies. You're so warm and fluffy, like a butter-milk biscuit. You make me want to squeeze tighter and tighter. Nah, I'm not gonna lie. You make a nigga wanna sing.
[singing]
Bilal: Always and fo-evah! Each moment wit you. Is just like a dream to me, AND you, that somehow came true. Ooo...
Brutus: Hey, Daisy. Heard you got quite a reputation at your school.
Zilla: [Kid is trapped inside a worn out Ice box hiding from the Full Force Brothers] Yo Kid, so I guess this is how you got that Ugly Style Fade on top of yo Head.
Stab: ...and Hey, we hear you a Rapper, so we got a Rap for yo Ass. You're runnin' round Town like a Faggot in Heat, Me and My Boys can't be beat...
Zilla: ...but where ever you go, we're gonna smell ya like Gas...
Pee Wee: ...and we're gonna kick your fuckin' A-ass!
Stab: You got yo silly Ass trapped in the Ice Box...
Play: Whatever! But Sidney, she has a home. A house, with a rec room. You know what time it is! Go downstairs in that basement, sofa bed, pow! You're in there!
Cop #2: Wow, would You look at this Kid's Hair... Hey, Eraser-Head, where You going?
Tall Teen: Damn. Look at the log in that motherfucker.
Sidney: [Kid and Sharane are upstairs and Sidney is trying to stop Pop from going up there] Play told me to sit here and make sure nobody goes upstairs... because his parents just got new carpet, right, and um, he don't want nobody with no shit all their shoes... Ooh, did I say shit?
Pop: You did too say shit. You trying to talk about my shoes?
Principal: Now, why would you call his mother a garden tool?
Zilla: After getting beat up by those cops, I"m about ready to whip somebody's ass.
Pop: [after he spanks Kid] And don't wake up till I tell you to!