Smokey and the Bandit
You want something?
Hush puppies, daddy.
Hush puppies? Hush puppies? We don't got time for that CRAP!!
Caddy Shack
Oh, this is the worst-looking hat I ever saw. What, when you buy a hat like this I bet you get a free bowl of soup, huh?
[looks at Judge Smails, who's wearing the same hat]
Oh, it looks good on you though.
You're rather attractive for a beautiful girl with a great body.
Thank you very little.
Ty, what did you shoot today?
Oh, Judge, I don't keep score.
Then how do you measure yourself with other golfers?
By height.
Danny: I planned to go to law school after I graduated, but it looks like my folks won't have enough money to put me through college.
Judge Smails: Well, the world needs ditch diggers, too.
Doodie!!!
Used Cars
Trust me.
Hot Shots!
Topper Harley: Those are some long legs...
Ramada Thompson: I just had them lengthened. Now they go all the way up.
Topper Harley: Can you save him?
Doctor: Can't be sure. I'm not a very good doctor.
Topper Harley: I've fallen for you like a blind roofer.
Looks like enemy aircraft at 12 o'clock.
Really? 12 o'clock? Well, that gives us about... [checks his watch] 25 minutes. Think I'll step out for a burger.
[Pushing "Dead Meat" through the hospital to emergency]
Doctor: Quick, nurse check his thingy. See if it's longer than mine.
Yankee Doodle Floppy Disk, this is Foxtrot Zulu Milkshake, checking in at 700 feet, request permission to land.
Roger that, Foxtrot Zulu Milkshake, you are cleared to land. Welcome to the Mediterranean!
Alpha Velveeta Knuckle Underwear, you are cleared for take-off. When you hit that nuclear weapons plant... drop a bomb for me!
Uh, Sphincter Mucus Niner Ringworm, roger!
Airplane
Stewardess: Can I get you something?
Second Jive Dude: 'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... tight me!
Stewardess: I'm sorry, I don't understand.
First Jive Dude: Cutty say 'e can't HANG!
Jive Lady: Oh stewardess! I speak jive.
Stewardess: Oh, good.
Jive Lady: He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him.
Stewardess: All right. Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with some medicine?
Jive Lady: Jus' hang loose, blood. She gonna catch ya up on da' rebound on da' med side.
Second Jive Dude: What it is, big mama? My mama no raise no dummies. I dug her rap!
Jive Lady: Cut me some slack, Jack! Chump don' want no help, chump don't GET da' help!
First Jive Dude: Say 'e can't hang, say seven up!
Jive Lady: Jive ass dude don't got no brains anyhow! Hmmph!
Back to the Future
Marty McFly: Wait a minute, Doc, are you trying to tell me that my mother has got the hots for me?
Dr. Emmett Brown: Precisely.
Marty McFly: Whoa, this is heavy.
Dr. Emmett Brown: There's that word again; "heavy". Why are things so heavy in the future? Is there a problem with the earth's gravitational pull?
I'm sure in 1985 plutonium is available at every corner drugstore, but in 1955 it's a little hard to come by.
Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: What's your name, dude?
Marty McFly: Uh, Mar-, uh... Eastwood. Clint Eastwood.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: What kind of stupid name is that?
Oh this is heavy!
Gravity's got nothing to do with it!!
