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: Put in another quarter and try again...
: Shoot the dog. Shoot the dog. Shoot the dog.
: Mom, are we in Arizona yet? Alice
: If you ask me that one more time, I'm gonna beat you to death. Just sit back there and relax and enjoy life, huh? Tommy
: Life is short. Alice
: So are you.
: Life is short. Alice
: Yeah, well, so are you.
: [final lines
] You really love David, don't you? Alice
: Yep, I do. Tommy
: Yeah, I like him too, I just hate his taste in music. He always said you could fight with somebody and still like him. Alice
: Hey, now you're using your old noggin! Thanks pal!
[hugs and kisses
: My boy! Tommy
: Mom, mom, I can't breathe!
: [to Alice, disparaging David's style of music
] Shit-kicking! shit-kicking! shit-kicking!
: [after Tommy, was being a smart aleck
] If you open your mouth, once more, I swear to God, I'm gonna nail it shut. Tommy
: [Opens his mouth
: I'm warning you, Tommy. I'm gonna throw you out, and you're gonna walk the last mile home.
[Tommy makes, faces at his mother
: Get out!
[Kicks Tommy, out of the car, and Alice drives away
: He asked us out there Sunday. Alice
: Farmer John's just gonna have to get along without me, I can tell you that. Tommy
: I want to go. Alice
: No. Tommy
: [Jumping on the couch
] Yes! Alice
: No! Tommy
: YES! Alice
: NO! Tommy
: [Kicks the couch
: [Tommy's milking a cow
] Hey, Tommy, watch the fingernails. Tommy
: Well, Christ, she's got tits the size of cucumbers. What do you expect? Alice
: Ahem. I don't know where he gets that language, I really don't. Tommy
: Think real hard, it'll come to you, lady.
: Hey, I haven't got nothing against females. I'm a great believer in sexual quality.
: Mom, everybody who is nauseous isn't pregnant, or Mel's meat loaf would be elected father of the year. She's always sick during mid-terms.
: People drink because it makes 'em feel good. Tommy Hyatt
: Is that how you feel now? Mel Sharples
: I just had a little bit too much... good.
[Tommy broke his ankle
] Tommy Hyatt
: And what am I gonna do about school? Mel Sharples
: Well, you miss a couple o' days. I missed plenty o' days and look at me. Tommy Hyatt
: [realizing that something strange is going on
] Hey, what's going on? Why's everyone so nervous? Why's the door closed? Florence Jean Castleberry
: Uh, we were just havin' a discussion. Tommy Hyatt
: Oh? What about? Alice Hyatt
: You don't wanna know. Tommy Hyatt
: Talkin' about sex, huh? Alice Hyatt
: No, we're not talkin' about sex. Tommy Hyatt
: Then, you're right. I don't wanna hear it.
Vera Louise Gorman
: Tommy, what would you do if you found a lot of money? Tommy Hyatt
: I'd run away with Marie Osmond.
: Mel fixed you a nice plate of his special. The least you can do is eat it. Tommy Hyatt
: Oh, come on Mom! When the special is lamb stew and Lima beans, the most I can do is eat it.