Cartman: Fine, in the meantime, shut your (explicative) Daywalker mouth.
Cartman: ...the only way to fight hate is with more hate.
Cartman: Ahhhh! I'm ginger! Help me! Help me!
Cartman: Better red than dead.
Cartman: Gingers are creepy.
Cartman: Go ahead, let him speak. Then, we kill every ginger here.
Cartman: I'm grubbing. What's it look like?
Cartman: In conclusion, I will leave you with this. If you think that the ginger problem is not a serious one... think again.
Cartman: It's time for us to take back our pride.
Cartman: My fellow gingers, the day of reckoning is upon us.
Cartman: Now, let the extermination begin.
Cartman: Red power! Red power! Red power!
Cartman: You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille...
Doctor: ...you might want to just, put him (Cartman) down.
Jimmy: Yeah, beat it, jack-ass.
Mr. Garrison: A little dry and science-y for my taste, but, there you go.
Kyle: It's not a presentation. It's a hate speech.
Kyle: Let's just, let's just walk this way.
Kyle: People aren't creeped out by gingers!
Stan: Run dude, run!