American Pop (1981)
Tony: What is this?
The Blonde: Corn.
Tony: Corn? Corn comes in a little white box from Birdseye. Corn? Kansas is corny! Can ya eat it?
The Blonde: Yeah.
Tony: Can ya smoke it? Can ya drink it? Can ya lie in it?
The Blonde: Sure.
Tony: Then lie in it with me.
The Blonde: Are you crazy?
Tony: Yeah, I'm crazy. I'm crazy in love with your blue eyes... and your corn-silked hair. Your corn-silked hair. I'll never eat corn again without thinkin' about you. Canned corn, candy corn, popcorn, Crackerjacks! You're the prize in my box! And my box is this country. It's all tinfoil on the outside. Corn and sweetness on the inside.
Man: Hey, DiNoble, what are you doin'?
Man: Thinkin' of what?
Tony: Clean thoughts.
Man: Then how come my dishes are dirty?
Tony: Well, them poor dumb little bastards. They never learned the power of positive thought.
Man: I thought you said you was a dishwasher.
Tony: I'm a dishwasher.
[shouts to the sky]
Tony: I am a dishwasher! My hands is permanently puckered!
[Louie and Zalmie are performing as the two halves of a dancing horse - Zalmie being the lower half]
Zalmie: I'm 17 years-old. When's my voice gonna change already?
Louie: It's changin'. It's changin'.
Zalmie: I know it's changin'. When's it gonna change for good?
Louie: What's your rush?
Zalmie: I don't wanna be a horse's ass forever.
Zalmie: Hey, Louie. I just seen the most beautiful thing I ever seen in the whole world.
Louie: Some pre-Prohibition booze, huh?
Zalmie: No. I seen the stripper gettin' dressed.
Louie: A stripper gettin' dressed ain't beautiful unless she's ugly to begin with.
[the 1980s - Pete has grown up dealing cocaine. He arrives at a recording studio]
Pete: [Slamming down briefcase full of cocaine on table] Pizza man! We deliver!
Musician: You got the coke, daddy-o?
Pete: What do I look like, man? A soda fountain?
Musician: Hey, what else you got there?
Musician: You scorin' songs now too?
Pete: Givin' 'em away, a song an ounce.
Musician: By who?
Musician: You can keep the songs, man.
Pete: I will keep the coke too!
[Tony has injured himself and lies in bed wearing casts around his neck, leg, and arm]
Man: How do you feel?
Tony: Like a fuckin' M&M: dig my thin candy shell.