2001 Maniacs (2005)
Rufus: Now. Daddy. Daddy, don't mind Lester none. I got full confidence in him.
Mayor Buckman: Son, one time I had full confidence in a fart. Shit all over myself.
[Ricky is about to get skewered]
Mayor Buckman: I see our barb-a-cuties got the skewering rod raring to go.
Professor Ackerman: Unprecedented, historic casualties. More Americans died in the so-called Civil War than in the two World Wars combined. 618,000. Although the popular media usually portrays the Civil War as a series of epic battles for honor and glory, the reality is far from either. General Sherman's march through South Carolina alone cost over 8,000 innocent Southerners their lives.
Nelson: I love the smell of cow shit in the morning. Take it all in boys. Sniff it. All right, all right, all right.
Cory: I know what I am gonna write my term paper on. "Cow Shit of the South: The Smell of Victory."
Nelson: Dudes! The whole point was getting away from history class.
Cory: [looking at a map] The way I see it... if we drive through the night we'll be quaffing beers by noon and boffing chicks by 5:00.
Rufus: Any more luggage, boy?
Malcolm: Boy? Ain't y'all motherfuckers ever heard of the Civil Rights Movement?
Rufus: Is that like anything like a bowel movement?
Kat: Is this some hillbilly reality show type of thing?
Harper Alexander: You know this is Georgia, Miss Pussycat.
Harper Alexander: My daddy proposed to my mama right here on this spot.
Kat: My daddy proposed to my mom in the back of a '69 Chevy.
Kat: [about to be drawn and quartered] I think this might be taking it just a little bit too far.
Harper Alexander: Frankly, Miss Pussy, I don't give a damn.
Malcolm: Either one of you inbred country fucks knows where my woman is... better tell me now.
Anderson Lee: I'll take your glory and honor. And I'll shove it right up your ass.
Mayor Buckman: This ain't my first barbeque, son! And it surely won't be my last!
[Harper ties a blindfold over Kat's eyes]
Kat: Ohh, I didn't know my Southern gentleman had a touch of kink in him.
[When Harper removes her blindfold, Kat discovers her wrists and ankles have been tied to four horses]
Kat: Harper, honey, this isn't what I had in mind.
Harper Alexander: Well, Miss Pussy, it's *exactly* what I had in mind.
Ricky: For once I wish she was the one eating
[holds up Kat's tattoo unknown that he has been eating it]
Ricky: sloppy seconds.