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: Baby, I think we associate with a very unstable group.
[about Harvey Huntington Honeywagon
: Can you belive it? The nerve of that guy! Johnny
: Yeah, he looked like something out of the Twilight Zone. Deadhead
: Imagine, comparing us to monkeys. Frankie
: Deadhead, you may be the missing link.
[Seeing that Eric von Zipper of the Malibu Rat Pack is frozen in motion
: Hey you guys, the battle's over! Von Zipper's stoned again!
: [looking over a junked dragster for sale
] Does ANYTHING on this car work? Big Drag
: The radio's kinda nice.
: I want to talk to you about Delores. I'm Frankie. Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: Oh, hi, Frankie. I'm... Frankie
: I know who you are. Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: You do? Frankie
: You're the guy that's been cutting in on my time! Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: No, please, just a moment I... Frankie
: You're brainwashing her with your beard! Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: Brainwashing her with my beard? Frankie
: Why else would she be crazy about someone like you? Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: Now that, I resent. Frankie
: I mean, you're an old man. Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: Now just a second. If you're so crazy about Dolores, why are you running around flirting with that Hungarian goulash? Frankie
: Because she's my girl. Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: Who? Goulash? Frankie
: No, Dolores! Prof. Robert O. Sutwell
: Oh, I see now, yes! You're trying to make her jealous. Put her down. Typical Aborigine attitude. I suppose you'd like to drag her off on your surfboard by the roots of her hair. Frankie
: Yes, I would! I love her. Look, I know how you can love her too because she's lovable. But I'm telling you this: I am not gonna let any over aged fuzzy-face take away my girl! Not, if I have anything to do with it, and believe me Mister, I do! By the way, how are you fixed for blades?
[Frankie exits before Sutwell can say anything, who then sighs with frustration
: You know, the only thing I've studied this semester is you. Dolores
: Well, I hope you don't flunk. Frankie
: Well, there's always summer school, you know.
: Boy, this has been some night. Frankie
: You can say that again. Deadhead
: Boy, this has been some night.
: I didn't catch your name, boy. Frankie
: I didn't throw it. Bullets
: That's pretty tacky. Frankie
: I didn't want us to have a language barrier.
: You know something? A kiss is worth more than a thousand words. Dee Dee
: Then why don't you stop talking?
: [as the Rat Pack carry Von Zipper away
] Tootie-too, Mouseketeers!
[Dee Dee walk in on Julie making out with Frankie
: Dee Dee, hi. Um... you remember her? Her name's Julie. Dee Dee
: Oh, I remember her. The bride of Godzilla!
: [angry tone
] I have just one question. Did you kiss him because he's lovable, or because he's the only man on the beach? Julie
: Because he looked hungry. His last meal obviously didn't satisfy him. Dee Dee
: Oh, it's a good thing you happended along. I'm sure you could cater supper to an entire army. Frankie
: Now that's in bad taste. Julie
: Oh, no. One man at a time. I like to be a devoted chef. Dee Dee
: But right now you're serving a lot of free meals. Sort of a one-woman bread line. Frankie
: Ooo, that's smart! Julie
: [getting angry
] I can afford it! Dee Dee
: Then he must be of your charity cases! Frankie
: Hold on, the football here would like to say something. Dee Dee
: Well, I'm not through! Frankie
: Figures! Dee Dee
: [to Julie
] As the man said, this is a public beach and we're supposed to keep it clean. Frankie
: Now that's really in bad taste! Julie
: [to Dee Dee
] Then perhaps, you better leave. Frankie
: Very good! Dee Dee
: [to Julie
] I plan to! Frankie
: No, wait. Don't quit now, Dee Dee. I think your ahead. Dee Dee
: Okay, how's this for a closer?