Roach: You know this "Hell on Earth" business? Big fucking deal - I've got hemmorhoids.
The Collector: All right, I know what you're thinking. You give up your soul, you turn into a demon, you look like shit. Where's the payoff, right?
Crypt Keeper: Fasten your drool cups, and ready your vomit bags! We're going to the movies! Frights, camera, action.
The Collector: Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are? I know that sounds like a line - Lord knows I've used it - but I mean it.
Cordelia: Are my sheets done yet?
Jeryline: They're downstairs. And I couldn't get all those stains out, either.
Cordelia: Damn guacamole.