Smokey and the Bandit Part 3 (1983)
Buford T. Justice: I gotcha!
The Real Bandit: Hello, Buford. Well, you caught me with my pants down.
Buford T. Justice: I did?
The Real Bandit: That's a... figure of speech.
Buford T. Justice: [sees the girl's breasts] Oof!
Girl at Picnic: What's wrong, Sheriff?
Buford T. Justice: I haven't seen anything like that since I was a little baby.
Little Enos: I'd like to kick your ass.
Buford T. Justice: You can't kick that high, cricket crotch.
[talking about Junior]
Buford T. Justice: He's dumb... but a loveable shit.
Buford T. Justice: Gimme the good old days when a pair of boobs were a couple of dumb guys.
Little Enos: Daddy, we just walked past a Penicillin dispenser.
Big Enos Burdette: I feel like the guest of honor at a crab's convention.
Junior: Does this mean I won't be your little tick turd anymore?
Buford T. Justice: Son, you'll always be my tick turd.
Cledus Snow: I'm going to be the bandit! I get to wear the hat and drive the car! I love this! Gimme the car!
Cledus Snow: I get to be the bandit? I don't have to drive the truck, don't have to haul anything but my ass?
Dusty Trails: Is it just me or are you slowing down?
Cledus Snow: Maybe. Think of it this way, what good is the roadrunner without the coyote? What good would the fox be without the hound? What good is the Bandit without the Smokey?
Nudist Female: If you want to stay, Sheriff, you've got to take your clothes off.
Buford T. Justice: I don't even take my clothes off in front of my good wife, Wilhelmina.
Buford T. Justice: I've said it before and I'll say it again. There is no way, no way that you could come from my loins. Soon as we get home, I'm gonna put a lump on your mama's head.
[yelling at Junior]
Buford T. Justice: Will you get away from me you shit?
Junior: Daddy, my face is all white.
Buford T. Justice: Well, put a little lipstick on, I'll drop you off at a gay bar.
Buford T. Justice: That is why you gotta have a sixth sense.
Junior: I'd rather have a dime.