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Going Berserk (1983) Poster

(1983)

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Ed Reese: How much money do you make in a year?

John Bourgignon: Oh, in a year, I would say anywhere from thirty to eleven thousand a year, sir.

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Grandmother Reese: You're fat! My husband was fat. He's dead now. You must eat like a pig!

John Bourgignon: A pig. Yeah, yeah.

Grandmother Reese: Cigarettes'll kill you. My husband smoked, you know. He died from smoking too much.

John Bourgignon: I thought you said he died 'cause he was fat!

Grandmother Reese: He was fat, with bad lungs.

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Nancy Reese: Maybe the wedding will help to bring everybody closer together.

[doorbell rings]

Misty: Yeah, weddings are like that.

Mrs. Reese: [off-camera] Misty... your pimp is here to see you!

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John Bourgignon: 'Scuse me, I'm looking for a guy named Skipper.

Skipper: I'm a guy named Skipper.

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Skipper: Damian, take that tablecloth off, will you? It's all bloody. It looks terrible.

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Skipper: [after giving Damian a long list of tasks to do] Damian, be a dear and get me a coffee.

Damian: [off-camera] I'm only ONE person.

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John Bourgignon: [to half-dressed woman] You have an acetylene torch in there I could borrow?

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John Bourgignon: I'll just shut the fuck right up.

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Jerome Willy Muhammed: I know the police out there... with their machine guns and helicopters. Oh, we're going to get blown away! But that's all right... because we're ready to die.

John Bourgignon: No, we're not.

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Kung Fu Leader: Can't you read the sign? No seducing in the cafeteria!

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Angela: [voice in the aerobics class] Reach for beauty, reach for peace, reach for money and success! And stretch! Stretch!

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Rev. Sun Yi Day: That's not a killer. That's a schmuck!

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Ed Reese: That irresponsible bastard! I'm going to kill him!

Minister: Please, Mr. Reese, this is a house of worship.

Ed Reese: Oh, for god's sake!

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John Bourgignon: Let's consummate the marriage now! Dive! Dive! It's hickey time!

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John Bourgignon: I'd like to talk about my dick. It's this wide!

[stretches out his hands]

Grandmother Reese: Who's Dick?

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Dr. Ted: There's only one way to cure that.

Chick Leff: What's that?

Dr. Ted: To drop him on his fucking head.

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Dr. Ted: [Holding John over a ledge] You see that Pinto?

[nods to car]

Dr. Ted: That's my target.

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Chick Leff: Now what are you going to say to her?

John Bourgignon: I'm going to take your advice. I'm going to sit her down. Look her in the eyes. And lie my ass off.

Chick Leff: Always works, Johnny.

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John Bourgignon: My fiancee. The greatest lady in bed you'll ever want to meet.

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John Bourgignon: This is a special song I'm going to sing with my dick in my hand. For you, honey.

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Margaret Anderson: Beaver, what's wrong? You're covered with blood!

Beaver: Yeah, I know. It's Wally's blood. See, Wally and I were fixing his bike in the driveway and Dad came home and got real mad. So he took a gun out and killed Wally. Blew his head clean off his shoulders. His face is all over the garage door. It's a real mess.

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Jerome Willy Muhammed: I set fire to my family.

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Wallace Jefferson: Whatcha lookin' at, bro?

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Wallace Jefferson: Hey man, you remember Maurice Walker, the car thief? He dead. Yeah, his old lady threw him down the elevator shaft. That must have happened 3 or 4 years ago, man.

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Angela: I am your world, John.

John Bourgignon: Okay, I'll buy that.

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Angela: You'll even kill your future father-in-law!

John Bourgignon: Okay. Why not.

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