- Female Beatnik Poet: You touch me, I shiver/Your tongue, I quiver/My loins, my liver/I the taker, you the giver.
- Butt-Head: Whoa. Huh-huh-huh. I've got something to give her.
- Beavis: [coming off a coffee buzz] Here I sit, broken-hearted, paid a quarter... Hey, got a quarter?
- Beavis: I am Cornholio! I need T.P. for my bunghole! The streets will flow with the blood of the non believers!