Top 30 Quotes From Game Night

Kevin: That's a strong glass table.

Max: I think we're gonna be okay though. I got a feeling.
Val: [receiving orders] You want us to kill them all?

Brooks: We can't go to the cops. The Bulgarian's got a ton of moles.
Annie: On his face?
Brooks: No, in the police department.

Gary: Three bags of Tostitos Scoops I noticed.
Max: There was a special on these tonight. Three for one.
Gary: Three for one?
Max: Yup.
Gary: How can that be profitable for Frito-Lay?

Gary: So, Sarah, how long have you two been a couple?
Sarah: Oh, no! No, we're not. We just, we work together. I wouldn't, um, I wouldn't do that thing.
Gary: I see. I thought I detected a certain chemistry between the two of you.
Sarah: No. No way. No, that's not...
Gary: Then again, I'm not the best judge of chemistry in the world.
[there's an awkward silence, followed by uncomfortable laughter]
Ryan: Oh, because your wife left you.

Annie: [as Annie is playing with a fake gun, she quotes Pulp Fiction] Any of you fucking pricks move, I'm gonna execute every motherfucking last one of you!

Annie: [in trying to find some sort or antiseptic so that she can dig the bullet out of his arm] They didn't have rubbing alcohol and they don't sell hard liquor, so I got you this lovely chard.
Max: Good idea. Way to pivot, yep.

Val: Don't even think about it, pig!
Gary: Can't say I care for that nomenclature.

Michelle: We don't come to game night because we're dying to play Charades and s***, we come because we love you guys.
Kevin: Honestly, this is the best part of our week.
Ryan: Mine too, and I have a lot of options on the weekend.

Annie: I hate game night!

Max: You didn't happen to see a fellow brought in here, looks a little bit like me, but he's got a little bit of a sharper chin and higher cheekbones?
Bartender: So, a better-looking guy?

Annie: [gasp] Is that a knife in your bullet hole?

Annie: Can you charade it to me?
Max: Charades? That's some cute full-circle bullshit.

Max: Very nice house, Tony Stark. Should we give our drink orders to JARVIS?
Brooks: I got the Tony Stark part, but then you went full nerd on me.

Annie: A guy who rents a house this big must be making up for something pretty small, I'd say.
Max: No no, I've seen his dick, it's pretty great.
Annie: Well, I tried.

Annie: You're not Liam Neeson.
Max: That hurts my feelings.

Dr. Chin: I'm not loving your semen.

Brooks: You know, you don't have to do this because I can just poop it out.
The: We're not gonna go digging through your feces. That's disgusting! Now, hold still while I cut your stomach open.

Annie: [as the goon who was trying to kill her gets sucked into a jet engine] Yes!
Annie: [pausing to think about what just happened] Oh no, he died!

Ryan: You're like a double threat. Brains... and you're British.

Kevin: Man, glass tables are acting weird tonight.

Brooks: [dangling keys] Whoever finds the victim wins the grand prize: the keys to the Stingray.
Max: What?
Annie: Wow.
Ryan: [densely] Just the keys?
Brooks: No, Ryan, the whole car.
Ryan: [childishly] Oh, yes! Oh, man!

[the goon points a gun at Annie]
Annie: Wait, wait! You don't have to do this! I have kids at home!
Bulgarian: Not with that ass you don't.
Annie: Oh... well... thank you.
Bulgarian: You're welcome.

[first lines]
Max: Who cares about winning? Let's get drunk!

[last lines]
Not: [as the man Michelle thought was Denzel Washington pumps gas into his gas tank] How ya doin'?
Debbie: [the woman to who he asked the question responds offscreen] Hi.
Not: I'm Kenny.
Debbie: [still offscreen] Nice to meet you, Kenny.
Not: [laughing] Usually people cut me off and say they know who I am.
Debbie: [still offscreen] Oh, yeah?
Not: Yeah. I didn't catch your name.
Debbie: [appearing onscreen as she is also pumping gas and is shown to be Gary's ex-wife] I'm Debbie.
[they smile sexually at each other]

[the group shows up unannounced Gary's house, telling him they want a spontaneous game night]
Gary: I will admit I have eagerly awaited a visit such as this.
[Gary steps away from the door and walks back into his dark house]
Annie: Do we follow him?
Max: It seems like it.
Sarah: Ryan, you go first.
Ryan: I'm scared.

[Max and Annie are hosting a game night and have kept it from Gary]
Gary: I do hope you keep me in mind for any future game nights.
Max: Oh, you bet.
Gary: I've always enjoyed the camaraderie of good friends competing in games of chance and skill.
Annie: Yeah. Yeah, well, we'll do that, but tonight, it's just the two of us.
Gary: Three bags of Tostito's Scoops, I notice.
Max: There was a special on these tonight. Three for one.
Gary: Three for one?
Max: Yep.
Gary: How can that be profitable for Frito Lay?
Max: These corporations, I don't know what they're doing.
Gary: Well, you two enjoy each other. It's often we don't appreciate what we have until it's gone.
[Max and Annie wait, until they suddenly realize the conversation is over]
Max: I think that's it.
Annie: Okay. Bye-bye!

Gary: Never exclude me again.

Annie: Honey, we'll get you to a hospital, okay?
Max: No, no hospital. This is a gunshot wound, they'll call the cops.
Annie: Shit! Okay, so we go to a mob doctor, right?
Max: You know one of those, sweetheart?
Annie: No.
Max: No.
Annie: What about a veterinarian that works for the mob?
Max: You know one of those?
Annie: No.

Max: You didn't invest in Panera?
Brooks: I ate at Panera.