| Michelle: |
Come on, it's time to rise and shine! |
| Carlton Ashby: |
Yeah, I'm more likely to stoop and puke. |
| ----- |
| Carlton Ashby: |
Whatever became of romance? |
| Michelle: |
Why Ashby darling, you want romance, read a
novel; you want me, I'm upstairs. |
| ----- |
| Scotty Palmer: |
I'm Scotty Palmer, pal. I'm head of the geek
patrol. Now do you got a license to be geeking on this part
of the beach? |
| ----- |
| Scotty Palmer: |
[A] gentleman does not discuss these things. |
| Rag: |
Yeah, but surfers do. |
| ----- |
| Rocco: |
I always treat my business partners right .
. . may God rest their souls. |
| ----- |
| Scotty Palmer: |
My friend Rag, here, is multilingual. He's
flipping you off in 45 languages. |
| ----- |
| Carlton Ashby: |
I'd as soon have an inch cut off my dick than
get my hair cut here. |
| Hair Stylist: |
Whatever turns you on, Tex. |
| ----- |
| Carlton Ashby: |
[I] don't know how I let you perverts talk
me into this. |
| ----- |
| Carlton Ashby: |
One hundred percent, grade A, finger-licking
good, pasture patties to sprinkle on your rose bushes. |
| ----- |
| Carlton Ashby: |
[A]ll these nubiles make me feel like an old
fu**er. |
| Hunter: |
You are an old fu**er. |
| ----- |
| Scotty Palmer: |
My landlord wants his rent. I think he keeps
his dick in his wallet. |
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