Oliver amp Company (when Oliver falls through the ceiling) GANG WAR! GANG WAR! WE GOT A GANG WAR!

jPod Steve: Gang, gang, gang, all this negative talk is killing my creative spark, so here's the deal. My son Connor loves turtles, therefore my first Neutronic Arts release will have a lovable shelled reptile on the cover.

Pee-wee's Big Adventure Biker #2: I say we kill him!
Biker Gang: YEAH!
Biker #3: I say we hang him, then we kill him!
Biker Gang: YEAH!
Biker #4: I say we stomp him!
Biker Gang: YEAH!
Biker #4: Then we tattoo him!
Biker Gang: YEAH!
Biker #4: Then we hang him!
Biker Gang: YEAH!!
Biker #4: And then we kill him!
Biker Gang: YEAH!!!
Pee-wee: [tries to throw his voice without moving his lips] I say we let him go.
Biker Gang: NO!!!
Biker Mama: [whistles and grabs Pee-wee] I say ya let ME have him first!
(the Biker Gang breaks out in raucous laughter)
Pee-wee: Wait! Don't I get a last request?
Lead Biker: [turns to his gang, then to Pee-wee] Why not?

Jimi Hendrix Every city in the world always has a gang, a street gang, or the so-called outcasts.

Recess Spinelli: Hey! One of you drop five bucks?
Ashleys: Oooo...
Ashleys & T.J.'s Gang (together): Scandalous!
T.J.'s Gang: Jinx!

Nanny, The [About Kenny]
C. C.: For all we know, he could be a member of a gang.
Fran: What gang? The 'Oys In The Hood?

Falling Down 1st Gang Member: What you doing, Mister?
Bill Foster: Nothing.
1st Gang Member: Nah, man. You're trespassing on private property.
Bill Foster: Trespassing?
2nd Gang Member: You're loitering too, man.
1st Gang Member: Yeah, you're loitering too.
Bill Foster: I didn't see any signs.
1st Gang Member: [pointing at Mexican graffiti] Whatcha call that?
Bill Foster: Graffiti?
1st Gang Member: No, that's not fucking graffiti. That's a sign.
2nd Gang Member: He can't read it, man.
1st Gang Member: Then I guess I'm gonna have to read it for you. It says this is fucking private property! No fucking trespassing! That means fucking you.
Bill Foster: It says all that?
1st Gang Member: Yeah.
Bill Foster: Well maybe if you wrote it in fucking English I could fucking understand it.

Closer, The Sanchez: It's gang central LA, chief. There's big overlap out there. There's black, brown, and a little white. There's 3 regular gangs, and one made up of all the gang rejects. It's what we call affirmative action gangsters.

SpongeBob SquarePants [Gary is about to feast on a discarded box of nachos, when he suddenly finds himself surrounded by a menacing-looking gang of stray snails]
Gang Leader: Look who came to dinner!
[Gary panicks and flees at once]
Random Snail: Guess he doesn't like nachos.

Road, The Gang Member: That boy looks hungry. Why don't ya'll come on to the truck?
Man: You look at him again, I'll shoot you in the head.
Gang Member: I don't think you've killed a man in your life.