People Asking out Beth
- Man, what a hunk!
- Listen Lane, I think we should talk. We've been seeing an awful lot of each other lately, and I really think it's in my best interest if I went out with someone more popular, better looking, drives a nicer car.
- Listen Lane, you forget, Chris Cremens dates the basketball team. Not certain members of the team, Lane, the whole team.
- That's funny, he wiped his nose after I did. Maybe I got some dirt on my nose when I itched it. God he's too embarassed to tell me, I must look sickening.
- For god's sake Lane, would you relax? It's just our virginity.
- Barney Rubble: Hey there Lane, I know this is a little awkward me being a cartoon and all, I was just wondering how you'd feel if I took out Beth
- The mailman: Hi Lane, I was just wondering. I mean, I know that we don't even know each other, but I know that you were going out with that girl Beth. I can see that you're not going out with her anymore and I wondering if--
- I can't even get real drugs here.
- This is pure snow! It's everywhere! Have you any idea of what the street value of this mountain is?
- I think I froze the left half of my brain!
- Go that way, really fast. If something gets in your way, turn.
- I've been going to this High School for seven-and-a-half years, I'm no dummy.
- Buck up little camper, we'll beat that slope together.
- I'm telling you Lane, practically everybody in the state of Northern California is around this particular mountain, waiting to see one Lane Meyer tackle this totally untamed slope, dead or alive. So get the lead out. That is all.
- You fiend! Dude, you're the hottest thing since sunburn!
- Wait this is death here. I haven't even been to New York City.
- One night with me and she'll probably go blind with ecstasy, poor creature. Gee I hope she doesn't grab onto my leg and start crying once the date's over, what would I do?
- No, it's ok. I was planning on having my nose flattened by a professional, anyway.
- There she goes again, what could it be. Dirt? Relish? Relish on my nose? How gross! She might think it's a--oh not that. Please, please don't let it be a booger, please God...
- We are in the most secluded place in the Northern Hemisphere, I assure you we are totally alone.
- Gee I'm real sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
- You know, FRIEND, FRIEND.
- You're mad, all of you mad! Me a fool? Ha ha ha ha!
- It's alive!
- She only speaks French, Roy, she doesn't speak imbecile.
- Well honk my hooter!
- You're mad about me, aren't you?
- I'm going to race, I'm going to lose, and I'm going to die.
- What is Lane doing up at this hour on a Sunday? Doesn't he turn to dust or something if the sun hits him before noon?
- Lane, a closet door can be closed as well as it can be opened. Eww, freak!
- What is that? Lane's mom: It's bacon. I know it's bacon, what have you done to it? You said you didn't like all the grease from fried bacon, so I boiled it.
- Since then, that tasty car has slept in an auto cocoon on my front lawn.
- I think it would be entirely beneficial if you to re-enter the sociological mainstream by re-engaging in the ritual act of dating members of the opposite sex.
- What in the name of all that's holy!
- Hi Lane, how was your date? Lane: They're out there dad, they're after me!
The Math Teacher
- Your book on how to pick up trashy women arrived today. Tell me, what's a little boy like you doing with big boy smut like this?
- Hi Lane, I was just wondering. I mean, I know that we don't even know each other, but I know that you were going out with that girl Beth. I can see that you're not going out with her anymore and I wondering if--
- It's an awesome spectacle. An audacious display of seething opponents, once again parallel in an obstinent attempt to prove superiority of the roads unequaled in our lifetime. The crowds swell in anticipation as the light turns green!
- Truly a sight to behold. The man, beaten. The once great champ, now a study in moppishness. No longer the victory hungry stallion we've raced so many times before. But a pathetic, washed-up aged ex-champion.
- Language lessons. Inspired words from a man who knows how to ski.
Ricky & Mrs. Smith
- We've been worried about you Monique.
- Mother will pick us up at the entrance of the school. She'll be very disappointed if we aren't right at the entrance of the school.
- You must obey the proper speed limits, a car is not a toy.
- You should not upset mother.
- You would be wise to do as mother says, Lane Meyer.
- Your time will be gauged along with a rating of one to ten on your style, which will be judged solely by me and my vast expertise of skiing technique.
- Buenos dias, Roy Stalin, how ya doin'?
- You'll make a fine little helper, what's your name?
- I can see you and I share one common desire... The desire to be a part of the well-oiled machinery that is the Greendale High School ski racing team. The desire for victory. Now get up there and let's see what you've got.
- Meyer? Is that as in Oscar Meyer? Beth you were standing with Meyer, is he your main weiner-man?
- Oh Meyer, I wanted to let you know there's an opening on the water ballet team, I can make the call if you want.
- Buenos dias! Oink oink, weeeu! Weeeu!
- Looking really good today, buddy, looking real good.
- Oh Meyer you don't know when to quit!
- Tree trimmer: Man, now that's a real shame when folks be throwin' away a perfectly good white boy like that.
- Pig Burger man: You look pretty stupid to me.
- The school announcer: This just in, Lane Meyer will be racing Roy Stalin this Sunday at twelve noon.
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