Judith:
Don't make me take away your masturbation privileges!
Wayne:
So Darren tells me you're a psychologist.
Judith:
That's right.
Wayne:
I'm in a related field.
Judith:
Really? What is it?
Wayne:
Pest and rodent removal.
Judith:
How is that related?
Wayne:
We both help people.
Wayne:
Dude!
J.D.:
Dude!
Wayne:
Why didn't you answer the door?
J.D.:
I'm eatin'.
Wayne:
So?
J.D.:
I don't answer the door when I'm eatin'.
Wayne:
Since when?
J.D.:
Since always.
Wayne:
I never knew that.
J.D.:
Well you didn't know a lot of things. You didn't know I was gay.
Wayne:
Is there anything else you wanna tell me?
J.D.:
I got three balls.
Wayne:
Shut up! God!
J.D.:
Dude. Dude. Dude!
Judith:
Have you ever had a girlfriend?
J.D.:
Yes... No!
Judith:
Have you ever fantasized about having sex with a man?
J.D.:
Which man?
Judith:
Any man!
J.D.:
You mean like a tall man?
Judith:
Sure, whatever!
J.D.:
'Cause I don't like tall people, they bother me!
Judith:
What about a short man?
J.D.:
How short? Some times people can be too short, that's weird like midgets!
Judith:
Have you ever fantasized about having sex with any man, any man at all?
J.D.:
Does that include celebrities?
Coach Norton:
By the way, did you boys take care of that bitch that was gonna marry Silverman?
Wayne:
Uhh yeah, yeah we snuffed that broad just like ya said
Coach Norton:
Good, how'd ya do it?
Wayne:
We um...
J.D.:
Ate her...
Coach Norton:
You ate her?
Wayne:
Yea, we ate her
J.D.:
Alive
Coach Norton:
My hat goes off to you, you boys are smart, that's the perfect crime.
J.D.:
Comingtoyaaaahaaaa
Wayne:
Our enemy is wicked, so...
J.D.:
Dude, she's Freddy Krueger.
Wayne:
Damien.
J.D.:
Dude, she's Vader.
Wayne:
No! She's the Emperor.
J.D.:
Yeah, but with really great tits.
Wayne:
Ok, now Sandy, that girl, she's a real nice girl.
J.D.:
Ah, yeah.
Wayne:
She's a sweetheart.
J.D.:
Dude, a saint.
Wayne:
A goddess.
J.D.:
A princess.
Wayne:
No what? She's kinda like Mother Teresa.
J.D.:
Yeah, but with way better tits.
J.D.:
Die, replacement-friends!
Wayne:
Eat this, Fake Wayne!
Darren:
I love you too, Judith.
Sandy:
Judith?
J.D.:
Do you want anything to drink?
Judith:
Scotch on the rocks
J.D.:
Do you want ice with that?
Coach Norton:
When are you going to get hitched there, son?
J.D.:
Actually I'm not, I'm GAY.
Coach Norton:
Oh... me too!
J.D.:
Dude, what does a mime look like when he's having sex anyway? Probably like,
[
making obscene gestures with his hands]
J.D.:
'I'm a mime! I'm a mime!' Ha ha ha!
Wayne:
Dude, mime's don't talk.
J.D.:
They do when they're off duty.
Judith:
It took balls. Big balls.
Darren:
I don't think I'm gonna be real comfortable with these things on my nipples.
Wayne:
I can put 'em on your balls.
Darren:
The nipples are fine. Nipples work.
[
after Sandy has left with Wayne and J.D]
Mother Superior:
Damn! Lost another one!
Nun:
Son of a bitch.
J.D.:
Hey Sandy! It's me, JD, I went to high school with you, remember?
Sandy:
Um, no I don't think I recall...
J.D.:
Yeah, c'mon. Remember? I went to prom with a tux painted on my naked body?
Sandy:
Um...
J.D.:
Yeah! And then I spilled punch on myself and everyone could see my dong?
Sandy:
No, JD, I really...
J.D.:
Oh yeah! We had chemistry together and I tried to light a fart with the Bunsen burner and I ended up singeing my balls... still can't grow hair on my left nut. Sucks.
Wayne:
You're not gay... you're just confused.
J.D.:
Yes, I am gay. Oh HEY! Do you wanna be gay with me?
Wayne:
NO!
J.D.:
Maybe she's a herm.
Darren:
A what?
J.D.:
Ya know, a herm. A little puss, little dick.
[
after seeing a hot woman in a bar]
Wayne:
Carpe poon, man.
J.D.:
Isn't one-and-only supposed to be, like, one? And only?
[
approaching America Avenue]
Neil Diamond:
Hey, we're coming to America.
[
Judith has torched Darren's Neil Diamond albums]
J.D.:
She torched Neil? You're right. She is a monster.
Wayne:
So, Coach, how's your parole coming?
Coach Norton:
Not good. The victim's whiny family keeps complaining
J.D.:
God! What is their PROBLEM?
[
after Wayne, Sandy, and Neil Diamond crashed and ruined Judith's wedding by getting Darren back with Sandy, Judith becomes enraged with anger by walking towards Wayne and smacks him with a chair]
Judith:
[
screaming] YOU RUINED MY LIFE!
Wayne:
[
Judith pulls Wayne's legs] Ah! But I saved Darren's!
Judith:
Just because I lost Darren doesn't mean I'm crazy enough to hook up with YOU!
[
Wayne yells and screams while throwing Judith to the aisle]
Wayne:
Hey! Why can't you just admit that when you kissed me you liked it?
Judith:
Yeah, you're right. I have a weakness for incompotent morons.
[
Judith smacks Wayne in the mouth and one of his teeth come out his lips. Then Wayne does the same thing and Judith spits out the loose tooth]
Wayne:
[
choking each other] Admit it! Aah! I'm the strong-willed, assertive man you ever needed and you're the hardcore bitch I've always dreamed of!
[
Wayne and J.D. are discussing what's happened to Darren]
Wayne:
She didn't like the way his ass looked, so she made him get butt cheek implants.
J.D.:
I thought his ass looked tighter!
Darren:
I don't have much time, guys. I have to go home and wax Judith's legs.
Judith:
[
to Wayne] There is no right girl for you! And if you've already met her, she's probably either killed herself, or become a lesbian.
Coach Norton:
Remember, boys! STAY AWAY from women! All they want from you is your man-juice! If you ever get the kind of urges that cannot be supressed by hard liquor, then use this!
[
showing them his right hand]
Judith:
Loser.
Wayne:
Skank.
Judith:
Eunuch.
Wayne:
Stealer of... my... best friend!
Wayne:
Judith escaped.
J.D.:
...Dehrrrrrrrr.
J.D.:
You've been pinching loaves on the lawn? I play croquet out there!
J.D.:
What happened?
Judith:
[
Karate yell] Wah!
J.D.:
[
bringing a box of videos to Judith] Hey, I brought you some more videos. You've got your choice: porno's or monster trucks. Oh, and I got one that's both.
Judith:
I don't want your shitty old house or your dead grandmother.
Wayne:
I'll throw J.D. in. He doesn't look like much but girls call him the human power drill.
J.D.:
It's true!
[
in the R-rated version]
Wayne:
[
in the R-rated version] I'll throw J.D. in. He doesn't look like much but he's hung like a horse
J.D.:
It's true!
J.D.:
Neil! I wanna party with you! I WANNA PARTY WITH YOU!
Wayne:
[
when Darren is mourning] You promised Sandy you'd be there. You gave her your word.
Darren:
I didn't even talk to her.
Wayne:
O.K. I gave her your word.
Darren:
Come on Wayne. When are you gonna forget about the idea that i'll go out with Sandy?
Wayne:
When you go out with Sandy.
[
Wayne shows Darren a time chart he made reflecting how Darren's relationship with Judith has affected their lives. He begins by pointing to a line reflecting their fun level, labeled 'F']
Wayne:
Before Judith, our fun level was at an all time high. Ninety-three, it is now an eight.
[
shows the fun levels large decline]
Wayne:
[
Points to line reflecting their band, labeled 'B']
Wayne:
Band numbers have plunged dramatically as well.
[
Points to line reflecting girls, labeled 'G'. The line remains extremely low throughout the chart]
Wayne:
Girls... never very high at nine, but look now. TWO!
[
Points to line representing their masturbation levels, labeled 'WO', the line very quickly rises so that it runs off the chart]
Wayne:
This has obviously lead to increased whacking off!
J.D.:
I'm chafing.
Wayne:
Dude, you don't want a chick who'd fuck a mime.
J.D.:
She used her super-intellect on me! She's like Hanibal Lecter.
Darren:
You're a lot stronger then you were in high school.
Sandy:
Yeah, well, the convent's got a great gym.
J.D.:
Dude, if you get the nachos stuck together, that's, one nacho.
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