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More things that Queen and the Bohemian Rhapsody cast have probably said.
Freddie, in prison: I'm in five gangs now. I started two. I started the Kitties and the Grape Slushies and we're gaining some respect.
Roger:[talking about Freddie] He passed me a note, and it said, "I think you're hot." Roger: And I passed him a note, and I said, "I don't need you to tell me that."
John: [to a drunk Roger, pointing to a drunk Freddie] Uhh... he's been doing coke back here. Did you see this? Brian: Look, he's got powder all over his nose! Roger: John: Freddie: I've been baking a cake for you guys... as a surprise...
Brian: Are you eating chili out of a frisbee? Roger: [laughing] Yeah. It's pretty cute, right? Brian: No. Do you know what "cute" means?
Miami giving the band a list of instructions when he leaves: Stick to the list and you'll do great. I have total faith in you. Miami: There's like a 30% chance they'll all die.
Roger: I have never taken the high road but I tell other people to.
Brian: If you ever speak to me in Spanish, please use the formal "usted".
John: If there was more food and fewer people, this would be a perfect party.
Roger: Hey, are you busy? And writing Star Trek fanfiction does not count. Brian:Haha... I finished it last week.
Joe, talking about a minion he won from a crane machine: I won this ugly yellow toddler, which is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.
Roger: Birth is a curse and existence is a prison. Brian, handing him his newborn: Roger just hold the damn baby.
Roger: Are you really pulling the gay card right now? Freddie, stone faced: Yass, Queen.
John, crying: I'm sorry. Freddie: Oh... John, crying. I don't know what to do. Freddie, patting him on the head: pat pat. Freddie: This feels wrong.
Freddie: It's my God-given, bisexual right to be dramatic.
Roger: I don't ask people out. I just tell them where we're going.
Lucy: When I was a kid, I had a major crush on the evil gremlin. Joe: Stripe?! Are you crazy? Lucy: Yeah, well, I'm not gonna bone Gizmo. Joe: I would.
Ben: All men are at least 30% attracted to me.
Lucy: Being bisexual means you can only like two things. Lucy: So I've chosen knives and my girlfriend.
Freddie: Being gay isn't a crime. It's a game and I'm winning.
Freddie, to the band: How are we looking? Roger: Sexy, but not like we're trying too hard. Roger: Like, sure, we're trying, but it's almost effortless.
John: You'd make a decent prostitute. Roger: I'd make an amazing prostitute.
Miami: Freddie... Freddie: Oh no! "Freddie" in B flat. You're disappointed.
John: We gotta get to the venue and we gotta get there fast. Brian: Then, I should drive. John: Why you? Brian: I've got nothing to live for and I drive like it. John: Okay, let's do it. All of them, in the car: *screams*
Brian: I don't dress to impress, I dress to depress.
Roger: How was I supposed to know there'd be consequences for my actions?
Freddie, pretending to do coke at a party: Don't mind me, I'm just doing cocaine.
Roger, drunk: I just saw a fucking alien. It was so tall and lanky. John: Roger, that was Brian.
