"Screws fall out all the time. The world's an imperfect place."
"Can you hear this? You want me to turn it up?"
"If ya gotta go, ya gotta go."
"So Ahab, can I bum my doobidge?"
"I'm being honest, asshole. I would expect YOU to know the difference."
"your pretty sexy when you get angry"
"Face it. You're a neo-maxie zoom dweebie."
"So it's sorta social. Demented and sad, but
social right?"
"Hey, Homeboy. Why don't you go close that door. We'll get the Prom Queen impregnated."
"Does Barry Manilow know you raid his wardrobe?"
"you couldn't ignore me if you tried."
"young man have you finished your paper"
"being bad feels pretty good, huh?"
"Obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl."
"You're right. It's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read, and Moh--lay really pumps my nads."
"If he gets up, we'll all get up, it'll be anarchy."
"Three! Two! One! Aaagh! Victory!!"
"I was thinking of trying out for a scholarship."
"I expect better manners from you, Dick."
"It wouldn’t have anything to do with you activities people being assholes now wound it."
"Well I don’t know any lepers either but I’m not going to join one of their fucking clubs"
Claire...you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitus of the nuts? It's pretty tasty...
MR. VERNON: Say the word, just say the word. Instead of going to prison, you'll come here. Are you through?
JOHN: No
VERNON: I'm doing society a favor.
JOHN: So
VERNON:That's another one right now. I've got you for the rest of your natural born life if you don't watch your step. You want another one?
JOHN: Yes
VERNON: You got it. You got another one right there. That's another one pal. You through?
JOHN: Not even close BUD.
VERNON: Good, you got one more right there.
JOHN: "You really think I give a shit? VERNON: Another. You through?
JOHN: How many is that?
BRIAN: That's seven, including the one when we first came in and you asked Mr. Vernon here whether Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet.
JOHN: Over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off. Hopin' to God your parents don't walk in. . .
CLAIRE: Do you want me to puke?
JOHN: Over the panties, no bra, blouse unbuttoned, Calvins in a ball on the front seat past eleven on a school night. . .
VERNON: What if your DOPE was on fire? JOHN: Impossible, sir. It's in Johnson's underwear.
BENDER: Ka-Laire?
CLAIRE: Claire...it's a family name!
BENDER: Nooo...It's a fat girl's name!
CLAIRE: Well thank you...
BENDER: You're welcome...
CLAIRE: I'm not fat!
BENDER: Well not at present but I could see you really pushing maximum density!