Porco Rosso: I'd rather be a pig than a fascist.

Porco Rosso: A pig that doesn't fly is just a pig.

Arms Dealer: If you make money from war, you're scum. If you can't make money from bounty hunting, you're an idiot!

Curtis: [taunting Porco] If you run away, I'll tell everyone you're chicken!

Porco Rosso: Chicken, pig, what's the difference?

Porco Rosso: I'm a pig. I don't fight for honor. I fight for a paycheck.

Porco Rosso: A pig's gotta fly.

Pirate: So we're taking all 15 of them?

Head Pirate: Well it wouldn't be nice to seperate them from their friends.

Ferrarin: There are warrants out on you for treason, illegal entry, decadence, pornography... and for being a lazy pig.

Porco Rosso: [Curtis and Porco have run out of ammo when Curtis attempts to shoot Porco with a revolver] Hahaha... This isn't a Western, you can't hit me from here.

[Ferrarin has signaled to Porco]

Fio: What did he say?

Porco Rosso: He said "Cute kid. When did you start babysitting?"

Porco Rosso: Take her back to Civilisation.

Fio: Are you a spy?

Porco Rosso: A spy?

[Porco roars with laughter]

Porco Rosso: A spy! That's a good one! That's the last thing I'll ever be. I only work for myself.

Mamma Aiuto Boss: We're coming for ya...

Pirates: Porco Rosso!

[They fall on top of each other]

Pirates: Ow, ack, argh, get off me!

Radio Announcer: Repeat; "We're coming for you, Porco Rosso, ow, ack, argh, get off me!"

Blond Pirate: Of course, Gina. We'd never fight within fifty miles of your place.

Blond Pirate: Don't try to chicken out! We stick to the plan!

Blond Pirate: Wait a minute... ask him to fight the pig again?

Ferrari: [watching the cartoon that Porco finds offensive] This movie is great.

Ferrari: Marco, come back to the air force. We'll use our influence to work something out for you.

Porco Rosso: Thanks for the offer, but I'd rather be a pig than a fascist.