Count Brocken: Geh-heh-heh, that one's piloted by a girl, huh?
Count Brocken: Punishing you is gonna be SO MUCH FUN. First I'll peel off the cockpit armor, and then...
Lunamaria: Enemy of womankind!
Marguerite: Lewd men such as you deserve little mercy!
Aoi: You're the one who's gonna be punished!
Sylvia: Prepare yourself, Count Pervert!
Kallen: I'm gonna play soccer with your head!
Sara: No, no, I'm going to turn it upside down and use it as a flowerpot!
Yoko: I could use it for target practice...
Noin: No, I'll feed it to my dog.
Sumeragi: I hereby authorize all of you to carry out those actions.
Count Brocken: Wha-WHAT?! I haven't even done anything yet!
—Scenario 47, Super Robot Wars Z2: Saisei-Hen
Fred: Now, she's got T.B.
Fred: Terrific Body.
Lamont: You're a dirty old man, you know that?
Fred: And I'm gonna be one till I'm a dead old man
—Sanford And Son, A Matter of Life and Breath
Grandpa: Nice of you to come visit, Téa! I see your breasts have gotten a lot bigger.
Tea: Please don't talk about those...
Grandpa: WHAT, YOUR BOOBS?
Tea: Yes, those.
Grandpa: So you don't want me to talk about your gazongas.
Tea: No, I don't.
Grandpa: Okay, so just to be clear, I'm definitely not going to bring up your double whammies. Your melons are off the table. Hooters are a no-go area. Ixnay on the eavage-clay!
Tea: Are you done?
Grandpa: Yes. So, how was school?
Tea: It was fi—