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Carol: [
to Falfa] Your car is uglier than I am!
[
both John and Falfa look at her oddly]
Carol: Uh... that didn't come out right.
John Milner: Shit! Hey, get down!
Carol: Hey, is this what they call "copping a feel"?
John Milner: What? No, get up, N-O. Sheezus.
Carol: What's your name?
John Milner: My name? Mud, if anybody sees you.
Carol: Oh, rats. I thought some of my friends might be here.
John Milner: Probably a couple of weeks past their bedtime.
Carol: Oh, wait, there's Dee Dee. I hope she sees me.
John Milner: Oh, shit. Dee Dee!
Carol: Oh, no, not me. Not old Carol. The night is young and I'm not hittin' the rack till I get a little action.
Carol: You're a regular J.D.
John Milner: File that under uh, C.S. over there.
[
hands her the ticket Holstein just issued him]
Carol: C.S.? What's that stand for?
John Milner: Chicken shit - that's what it is.
Carol: Oh.
[
puts the ticket in the glove compartment which is full of similar tickets]
Carol: [
John turns off the radio] Why did you do that?
John Milner: I don't like that surfin' shit. Rock and roll's been going down hill ever since Buddy Holly died.
Carol: Don't you think the Beach Boys are boss?
John Milner: You would, you grungy little twirp.
Carol: Grungy? You big weenie! If I had a boyfriend, he'd pound you.
John Milner: Yeah, sure.
John Milner: So, your Judy's little... Shit! How old are you?
Carol: I'm old enough. How old are you?
John Milner: I'm too old for you.
Carol: You can't be that old.
Carol: I just love listening to Wolfman. My Mom won't let me at home. Because he's a Negro. I think he's terrific.
Carol: [
after being hit with a water balloon] Very funny. What a chop! Ha-ha! Quit laughing! Let's catch 'em at the light. Jump out and flatten their tires.
John Milner: Wait a minute.
Carol: Just do as I say!
John Milner: Alright, boss.
Carol: [
to John] Oh, race him. You can beat him.
Carol: Gee, thanks. It's just like a ring or something. It's like were going steady.
John Milner: Hey! It's the little twerp!
Carol: Don't little twerp me, John, I've grown.
John Milner: [
nods] A little bit.
Rainbow: I happen to think working as a topless dancer is creepy.
Debbie Dunham: Well maybe that's your hangup, if you think the human body is creepy.