Chuck:"Do you realize you could've caused a serious accident here, perhaps even a blood bath?!"
Ernest P. Worrell:"I don't know the meaning of the word chicken."
Ernest P. Worrell:"Dinner? Did you say dinner? Like, just the two of us, in the same town, on the same day, in the same restaurant, possibly at the same table?"
Ernest P. Worrell:"I've been vandalized, by Elvis!"
Chuck:"Let's put the hammer down!"
Ernest P. Worrell:"So, it comes to this. Man to man, mano a mano, toe to toe, nose to nose, shirts and skins, eggs over medium."
Ernest P. Worrell:"Gosh! Not again!"
Ernest P. Worrell:"What kind of a person would throw away a perfectly good dog?"
Ernest P. Worrell:"Yeah but did you hear the one about the three legged dog that walked into the saloon and said 'I'm looking for the guy that shot my paw'."
Chuck:"I'm going to tell you something about time. My time is worth money, and I don't think you make that kind of money to pay me for my time."
Ernest P. Worrell:"You're in big trouble now pal!"