Allan Karlsson: [when finding the therapist dead on the floor, having choked to death on a champagne bottle cork] He's drunk himself to death quite quickly, he has. Well, at least he won't have to have any hangover tomorrow.
Allan Karlsson: [when finally getting a huge explosion] Oh yeah, now things are getting homey here.
Julius Jonsson: [SPOILER ALERT] Your ass is so wrinkly, I can hardly read the recipe!
Popov: The elbow is right in front of your mouth, yet you cannot bite it!