"My poor sensitive child, allow us all to share in your moment of sorrow. YEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHH!!! [fireworks begin to go off and music plays] ON WITH THE SHOW!"

"And for our sins, a hideous creature has been sent to punish us all! Repent! Repent! Lest you, too, taste the wrath of...THE WERE-RABBIT!"

"This was no man, does a man have teeth the size of axe blades? Or ears like terrible tombstones? By tampering with nature, forcing vegetables to swell far beyond their natural size, we have brought a terrible judgement upon ourselves."

"[praying] Protect and nourish the frail and the weak, O Lord. Let them grow big and strong under Thy loving care. In fact, let them grow bigger and stronger than anyone else's, so that the first prize might be mine. Aaaaaaa-men."

"[last line] CHEEEEEEEEESE!!"

"Don't forget the crackers."

"Heehee! Lovely cheese, Gromit!"

"Cheese, Gromit!"

"Job well done, lad."

"Smashing Wensleydale."

"Monterey Jack! Wow!"

"Cracking toast, Gromit."

"Good night, Gromit."

"Your Lordship."

"Charming. I'm Wallace."

"I'm inventing, mostly."

"Hey, Presto! Rabbit rehabilitation!"

"Ah, the bounce has gone from his bungee."

"Ooh, I do like a bit of gorgonzola."

"Cheeeeeeese!"

"If you ask me, this was arson. Aye, somebody "arson" around."

"If you ask me, you know, I tell ya."

"This flipping vegetable competition causes nothing but trouble every year."

"Hey! Give over!"

"[the Were-Rabbit is teetering on the roof of Tottington Hall, above a mob] Stand back! There may be a large rabbit dropping!"

"No one beats Victor Quartermaine. [Lady Tottington: Is that so? Consider yourself dumped.]"

"Eat carrot, bunny boy."

"You can hop, but you can't hide, Pesto!"

"[shoves a pitchfork in Lady Tottington's hair] Hmmmm, I rather like your hair pinned back."

"Oh, no. You commissioned me to rid you of Pesto, and that's just what I intend to do."

"Get your hairy mitts off my future wife you big brute."

"Your loyalty is moving. Sadly, you won't be."

"That's right, my lovely. You can say goodbye to your fluffy lover boy."

"What the dickens?"

"C'mon. Queensberry rules. Put 'em up, you little pipsqueak. Hahahaha, you're shaking. Don't tell me you're a scaredy-cat as well as a scoundrel. And don't think acting like a big girl's blouse will get you out of it. There's no mercy with Victor Quartermaine."