Ice Age

Let's get something straight here, okay? There is no "we." There never was a "we." In fact, without me, there wouldn't even be a "you."

Oh, isn't there someone else you can annoy? Friends, family, poisonous reptiles?

— I'm a genius! From now on, you'll have to refer to me as Sid, Lord of the Flame.
— Hey, Lord of the Flame, your tail's on fire.

I don't like this cat. He reads minds.

I'm not fat. It's all this fur.

I'm too lazy to hold a grudge.

You're an embarrassment to nature. Do you know that?

— You have beautiful eyes.
— Get off my face.

— Help! Help! Help! Help!
— Come on, kids, let's go! The traffic's moving.
— But, but, but, Dad!
— No buts. You can play extinction later.

You know, I don't like animals that kill for pleasure.

— Hey, buddy, if it's not them today, it's just someone else tomorrow.
— Well, I'd rather it not be today, okay?

Hey, you rhinos, you know, you have really tiny brains. Did you know that? No, it's just a fact. No offense.

— Why did you do that? You could have died trying to save me.
— That's what you do in a herd. You look out for each other.

This is gonna be the best migration ever! I'm tellin' ya, I'll show you all my favorite watering holes. And I turn brown when the fungus in my fur dries out. Yeah, sounds very attractive. You know, this whole Ice Age thing's getting old. You know what I could go for? Global warming.