Hot Dog... The Movie (1984)
Squirrel Murphy: Hi, my name is Squirrel. What's yours?
Squirrel Murphy: I suppose a fuck is out of the question?
[throws drink in his face]
Georgette: Ask me when I'm in a better mood.
Squirrel Murphy: [standing awkwardly, soaking] OK.
Race Official: [at the top of the jump ramp] What's your jump?
Harkin Banks: The Kick-Ass Blaster.
Race Official: I've never heard of that, what is it?
Harkin Banks: It's my jump.
Race Official: Well you'll have to tell me what it is before I can let you go down.
Harkin Banks: It's a twistin' triple.
Race Official: A twistin' triple? I've never even *seen* one of those done before. Are you qualified to do that?
Harkin Banks: We'll I'm gonna do it.
Race Official: [shakes his head] Allright... go ahead.
Harkin Banks: [smiles and skiis off]
Rudy: Do you know what I had for breakfast this morning rookie? How do you say... I had Sonny side up, und I had Sonny side down, und I had Sonny side all ze vay around.
Race Official: And now for the rules of the International, Chinese downhill: there are none.
Rudy: You people... stay out of our way. You may ski on zat side OR on zat side, but stay out of zee meedle!
Dan O'Callahan: Hey, Rudy, you can kiss my ass. Not on zis side and not on zat side, but right in zee meedle!
Rudy: You people. How many times must I tell you? You may ski on zat side of ze hill *or* on zat side of ze hill, but stay out of ze meedle here!
Dan O'Callahan: Hey, Rudy! You can kiss my ass! Not on zis side and not on zat side, but right in ze meedle!
[speaking English for the first time]
Kendo Yamamoto: What the fuck is Chinese Downhill?
Squirrel Murphy: Yeah, best run of the morning, man. Hey, were you on shrooms or what?
Race Official: [at the top of the ski jump] What's your jump?
Rudy: [growls] A lay-tuck-tuck triple.
Race Official: [into his walkie talkie] I got Garmish up here... he's gonna throw a triple.
Rudy: [growls louder] A lay-tuck-tuck triple!
Race Official: [smirks] Whenever you're ready.
Rudy: [skiis off]
Kendo Yamamoto: [in Japanese] Hello. Your tits are as beautiful as Mt. Fuji. Would you mind if I rubbed my face in them?
Sylvia Fonda: A toast. To Dom Perignon and the World Cup.
Harkin Banks: Who's he?
Sylvia Fonda: [laughing] A famous French skier.
Harkin Banks: So what happens now?
Sylvia Fonda: First we take off our clothes and then we fuck our brains out.