- Who'd touched my button?!
- (Arnold & Gerald are smiling in a slightly perverse way)
- ME! ME!
- Do these belts come in any other color?
- Black or pink?
- Uh, we'll take black.
- What's wrong with old things? Some old things are great.
- Yeah, like Mrs. Vitello.
Mrs. Vitello (Hitting Harold)
- She's still in jail.
- I thought they were keeping her one night.
- Yeah, but she keeps trying to escape. Like she thinks it's a game. Fourth time they've brought her back in.
- My brave little football-headed hero.
- I think I need to go lie down.
- I'll go with you!
- (Arnold, sees Gerald praying)
- I didn't know you were so religious.
- Neither did I.
Eugene Horowitz (singing)
- This is our neighborhood! How can they tear it down! How can they turn our smile into a frown!
Arnold (turns off stereo)
- No singing, Eugene.
- But the occasion called for it.
- No, Eugene. No singing.
Stinky Peterson (about Scheck)
- He sure gives me the willies.
- Yeah, but he looks good in a suit.
- I know. I'm just saying.
- And I would of gotten away with it, if it weren't for that meddling football head, that kid with all the hair, and that brat with the one eyebrow.
- Ah, tell it to the judge, donut hole.
- I could get you that pony you've been wanting.
- I wanted a pony when I was five, Dad.
Helga (as deep voice)
- I'm everywhere and nowhere, but mostly I'm everywhere.
- I wish I had a sign. (pigeon poops on her) Perfect.
- Life is just a bowl of cherries.
- (at end of movie)
- Now you're looking on the bright side?
- Somebody has too.