The Mask

Mask: Hold on, Sugar! Daddy's got a sweet tooth tonight!

Mask: [about to attack the mechanics who cheated him earlier] Hold on to your lugnuts, it's tiiiiime for an overhaul!

Mask: [after falling out an apartment window, the Mask pulls his head out of the ground and faces the camera] Look, Ma! I'm road kill! Ha, ha, ha!

Mask: You were good kid, real good. But as long as I'm around, you'll always be second best, see?

Stanley Ipkiss: I'm here for the Civic.

Irv: The brake drums are shot and you need a new transmission.

Stanley Ipkiss: What? All I wanted was an oil change!

Burt: Well, you're lucky we caught these problems now before they cause you some serious trouble.

Stanley Ipkiss: It's a power tie. It's supposed to make you feel powerful.

Tina Carlyle: Does it work?

Stanley Ipkiss: [knowing it doesn't work, tries changing the subject] Now, uh, how about that account? We have...

[nervously jams a pen in the pencil sharpener, making a loud grinding noise]

Stanley Ipkiss: checking, savings and checking, CDs, savings and CDs, checking and CDs, savings, checking, and CDs, T-bills, or we can just take all your money and throw it in a big mattress back there.

Stanley Ipkiss: Milo stay here. Looks like Daddy's gotta go kick some butt.

Stanley Ipkiss: [Being lifted by bodyguards] You put me down, or I am never coming back here!

[They drop him on the ground painfully]

Stanley Ipkiss: [Weak with pain] Thanks.

Stanley Ipkiss: [explaining how The Mask works] It's like it brings your innermost desires to life. If deep down you're a little repressed, and a hopeless romantic, you become some kind of love-crazy wild man.

Tina Carlyle: And if you're someone like Dorian?

Stanley Ipkiss: Then we're all in big trouble.

Stanley Ipkiss: [imitating Dr. Neuman] That's correct, Wendy. We all wear masks, metaphorically speaking.

[Stanley laughs, puts on mask, it starts to suck on his face and he pulls it off]

Stanley Ipkiss: [bewildered] Yeah, right.