Larry: Well, you grunt on every shot. It's really annoying, and it's throwing me off.
Cheryl: Oh, is that why you're losing?
Larry: It sounds like pigs fucking.

Why not just pray for the TV? Why even have someone come in and fix the television?

Well, maybe we should play Scrabble.

(About joining the prayer circle) What? You gotta be kidding? No, believe me, you don't want me in this thing. She'll wind up with tuberculosis. I have bad karma.

Larry: You gotta get a shot and stick it in her ass.
Richard: She's not a racehorse.

Larry: Here, I'll tell you a secret: I might be losing a testicle.

Larry: Scrabble?
Jeff: I'd love to play Scrabble!
Larry: I said it and kind of got in the mood.

Larry: You gotta get a shot of Benadryl while she's sleeping, or shove it down her throat.
Richard Lewis: Like a hitman? A Benedryl hitman?

Cheryl: I thought you didn't like talking to people.
Larry: I don't like talking to people I know. Strangers, I don't have a problem with.

Burt Bondy: You a friend of Bill W.?...go to AA meetings?
Larry: No...Wish I did. Sounds like a nice place to hang out.

Ted: Have you ever done anything like this?
Larry: Uh, I once invested in a whore house.

I know they're temporaries, but temporaries aren't supposed to look like Chiclets.

Curb Your Enthusiasm Quotes

Larry: Who do you think has more freedom: the married man in America or the single man in Communist China?

Cheryl: Well, I think you should write a letter of apology to him.
Larry: "Dear prick, why are you such a prick?"