Mars Attacks!

President Dale:
Why can't we work out our differences? Why can't we work things out? Little people, why can't we all just get along?

Richie Norris:
I want to thank my Grandma for always being so good to me, and, and for helping save the world and everything.

First Lady:
I'm not allowing that thing in my house.

President Dale:
Sweetie, we may have to. The people expect me to meet with them.

First Lady:
Well they're not going to eat off the Van Buren china.

Art Land:
I'm not a crook, I'm ambitious. There's a difference.

Richie Norris:
Wow, he just made the international sign of the doughnut.

Gen. Decker:
Intellectuals! Liberals! Peacemongers! IDIOTS!

Byron Williams:
No weapons! No tricks! Just you and me! Byron Williams! The heavyweight champion of the world!

Art Land:
If the Martians land, the're gonna need a place to stay. Just like everybody else.

President Dale:
Rest assured that we will soon come out at a very real outcome.

President Dale:
What do you think, Marcia?

First Lady:
Kick the crap out of 'em.

President Dale:
I want the people to know that they still have 2 out of 3 branches of the government working for them, and that ain't bad.

Art Land:
Even in a time of intergalactic crisis, people still want to roll them bones.

Gen. Decker:
We have to strike now, sir! Annihilate! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Richie Norris:
I bet you're psyched about the Martians coming Grandma? I mean, you've seen a lot of crazy stuff already. Everyone must have been real scared when they invented the train!

Grandma Florence Norris:
Come on kid I'm not that old!

Gen. Decker:
Liberals! Intellectuals! Peacemongers! IDIOTS!

Martian Translator Device:
All green of skin... 800 centuries ago, their bodily fluids include the birth of half-breeds. For the fundamental truth self-determination of the cosmos, for dark is the suede that mows like a harvest.

President Dale:
...Mon dieu...

General Decker:
We should nuke these a**holes with everything we got, sir.

Taffy Dale:
Guess it wasn't the dove.

Rude Gambler:
You wanna conquer the world, you're going to need lawyers, right?

Billy Glenn Norris:
Die, you alien shithead!

Grandma Florence Norris:
Richie, I think these guys are very sick.

Cedric Williams:
What are you guys gawking at? Get that president outta here!

Grandma Florence Norris:
They blew up Congress! Ha ha ha ha!

Richie's Dad:
Martians. Ha ha. Funny looks little critters, aren't they?

Richie Norris:
Should I go get Grandma?

Richie's Dad:
Oh forget Grandma! She's halfway into space already!

Sue Ann Norris:
I'll tell you one thing, they ain't gettin' the TV.

Barbara Land:
Know anyone who can fly a plane?

Byron Williams:
Yeah, your husband Art.

Barbara Land:
No... he's dead. I told him this was gonna happen.

Translator Device:
Don't run, we are your friends.

Gen. Decker:
They don't know what the hell they're talking about. Liberals, intellectuals... peace mongers, [shouts] IDIOTS!

Taffy Dale:
[coming out of her bedroom] Would you please keep it down? People live here.