Quotes of Movie: Animal House [1978]
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You guys playing cards? Boon, I think I'm in love with a retard. Boon: Is he bigger than me? Otter: He can't do that do that to our pledges. Boon: Only we can do that to our pledges. Let me give you a hint. She's got a couple of major-league yabbos. Boon: Beverly! Otter: No. But you're getting warmer. Here's another: "Oh God, Oh God, OH GOD!" Boon: Marlene! Don't tell me you're gonna pork Marlene Desmond! Otter: Pork? Boon: You're gonna hump her brains out, aren't you? Otter: Boon, I anticipate a deeply religious experience. | |
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Greg, honey, is it supposed to be this soft? Flounder, I am appointing you pledge representative to the social committee. Flounder: Gee Otter, thanks. What do I have to do? Otter: It means you have to drive us to the Food King. Grab a brew. Don't cost nothin'. Mrs. Wormer, I'm so glad you could come. Marion Wormer: Cut the crap. Give me a drink. Greg, what is the worst fraternity on this campus? Greg Marmalard: Well that would be hard to say, sir. They're each outstanding in their own way. Dean Vernon Wormer: Cut the horseshit, son. I've got their disciplinary files right here. Who dropped a whole truckload of fizzies into the swim meet? Who delivered the medical school cadavers to the alumni dinner? Every Halloween, the trees are filled with underwear. Every spring, the toilets explode. Greg Marmalard: You're talking about Delta, sir. Dean Vernon Wormer: Of course I'm talking about Delta, you TWERP! See if you can guess what I am now. [puts mashed potatoes in his mouth, chews it, hits his cheeks with his fists and spits it out] Bluto: I'm a zit. Get it? Now, she should be good-looking, but we're willing to trade looks for a certain... morally casual attitude. We're in trouble. I just checked with the guys at the Jewish house and they said that every one of our answers on the Psych test was wrong. Boon: Every one? [looks at Bluto and D-Day] Boon: Those assholes must have stolen the wrong fucking exam! The time has come for someone to put his foot down. And that foot is me. Larry's evil conscience: Fuck her. Fuck her brains out. Suck her tits, squeeze her buns. You know she wants it. Larry's good conscience: For shame! Lawrence, I'm surprised at you! Larry's evil conscience: Aw, don't listen to that jack-off. Look at those gazongas. You'll never get a better chance. Larry's good conscience: If you lay one finger on that poor sweet helpless girl, you'll despise yourself forever... I'm proud of you, Lawrence. Larry's evil conscience: You homo. They took the bar! The whole fucking bar! Fat, drunk, and stupid is no way to go through life, son. Mr. Kroger: two C's, two D's and an F. That's a 1.2 grade average. Congratulations, Kroger. You're at the top of the Delta pledge class. Mr. Dorfman? Flounder: Hello! Dean Vernon Wormer: Zero point two... Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son. Mr. Hoover, president of Delta house? One point six; four C's and an F. A fine example you set! Daniel Simpson Day... HAS no grade point average. All courses incomplete. Mr. Blu - MR. BLUTARSKY... ZERO POINT ZERO. If I was in your shoes, I'd be... Boon: Leaving! What a good idea. War's over, man. Wormer dropped the big one. Bluto: Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no! Otter: Germans? Boon: Forget it, he's rolling. Bluto: And it ain't over now. 'Cause when the goin' gets tough... [thinks hard] Bluto: the tough get goin'! Who's with me? Let's go! [runs out, alone; then returns] Bluto: What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh? "Ooh, we're afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble." Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I'm not gonna take this. Wormer, he's a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer... Otter: Dead! Bluto's right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part. Bluto: We're just the guys to do it. D-Day: Let's do it. Bluto: LET'S DO IT! May I have ten thousand marbles, please? Bluto: Christ. Seven years of college down the drain. Might as well join the fucking Peace Corps. Jennings: Don't write this down, but I find Milton probably as boring as you find Milton. Mrs. Milton found him boring too. He's a little bit long-winded, he doesn't translate very well into our generation, and his jokes are terrible. [Bell rings, students rise to leave] Jennings: But that doesn't relieve you of your responsibility for this material. Now I'm waiting for reports from some of you... Listen, I'm not joking. This is my job! Pinto: I won't go schizo, will I? Jennings: It's a distinct possibility. Doug Neidermeyer: How does it feel to be an independent, Schoenstein? Boon: How does it feel to be an asshole, Neidermeyer? Bluto: Holy shit! D-Day: There were blanks in that gun! Flounder: I didn't even point the gun at him! Bluto: Holy shit! [D-Day checks the gun] D-Day: There WERE blanks in that gun! Flounder: Maybe he had a heart attack. Bluto: Holy shit! | |
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