A Bug's Life1998

Fly:
Hey, waiter! I'm in my soup! I've been workin' out. Feel my wing. Yo! Two Black Flags over here! All right.

Bug:
Hair of the dog you bit.

Cockroach Waitress:
[in the bar] Hey, who ordered the Poo Poo Platter? [a bunch of flies swarm the dish she holds in the air]

Mosquito Waitress:
Here you go, Slick. Enjoy.

Slick:
[takes one bite and his mouth starts to bubble] Ow! Ow! Hey, I said no salt!

Flik:
Oh, pardon me, sir. I was wondering if I could talk to you for a moment. I represent a colony of ants, and I'm looking... I'm looking for tough bugs, you know, mean bugs, the sort of bugs...

Slim:
Fired by a flea, how humiliating!

Francis:
Let's face it. We stink.