Kenny:
Ernest I got it! What we need is a tree house!

Ernest P. Worrell:
I thought we needed dress shields.

Trantor the Troll:
Bring me the head of Ernest P. Worrell!

Trantor the Troll:
You will die for the disgrace of your forefathers!

Ernest P. Worrell:
I didn't have four fathers! I only had one father and I didn't know him that well!

Ernest P. Worrell:
How 'bout a bumper sandwich, Boogerlips?

Ernest P. Worrell:
Oh, I sure hope you're from Keebler!

Ernest P. Worrell:
I never knew when to quit. Just ask my fourth grade teacher.

Ernest P. Worrell:
What good is a wooden dog? Oh, sure they swim better, but what am I gonna call him, Splinter?

Ernest P. Worrell:
Boy, Jimmy. When you play charades you play for keeps. Knowhatimean?