| ! I hate lime! | |
| ! Rum, lime and ice, but mostly rum. | |
| "Don't need no twist of lime" | |
| "How rich smell lime green on the nights of June!" | |
| "Opus Caementicium" (Roman Concrete: lime, grease, sand and water) | |
| ! I hate lime! | |
| ! Rum, lime and ice, but mostly rum. | |
| "Don't need no twist of lime" | |
| "How rich smell lime green on the nights of June!" | |
| "Opus Caementicium" (Roman Concrete: lime, grease, sand and water) | |
| "full-rounded plums, straight tall limes" | |
| (Chuckles) You got any limes? | |
| - Cranberry juice with two limes. | |
| - Don't use limes. | |
| - Let's pack him in limes. | |
| "full-rounded plums, straight tall limes" | |
| (Chuckles) You got any limes? | |
| - Cranberry juice with two limes. | |
| - Don't use limes. | |
| - Let's pack him in limes. | |
| Boy, the only thing missing from this place is a couple dozen bodies... limed and rotting in shallow graves under the floorboards. | |
| Lead limed door. I'll have to thank Luthor. | |
| O wretched state, O bosom black as death O limed soul that, struggling to be free art more engaged. | |
| She's limed, I warrant you. | |
| She's limed, I warrant you. | |
| Is that liming? | |
| Luthor has been liming his buildings with lead. | |
| Well, his liming was impeccable. | |
| Boy, the only thing missing from this place is a couple dozen bodies... limed and rotting in shallow graves under the floorboards. | |
| Lead limed door. I'll have to thank Luthor. | |
| O wretched state, O bosom black as death O limed soul that, struggling to be free art more engaged. | |
| She's limed, I warrant you. | |
| She's limed, I warrant you. | |
| Is that liming? | |
| Luthor has been liming his buildings with lead. | |
| Well, his liming was impeccable. | |
