Dirk: Yeah, well this is imported Italian nylon.
Amber Waves: [screams] Oh, I don't want to do this any more. Honey, I can't. Let's just? Let's have fun now! Let's just go and go and go, because it's over. There's just too many things, too many things, too many things. Too many things.
Rollergirl: Okay.
Amber Waves: Let's go walk.
[sniffs]
Rollergirl:
I don't want to leave this room.
Amber Waves: [laughs] Me, either! I love you, honey!
Rollergirl: I love you, Mom!
Becky Barnett: It sounds like your bosses at the stereo store are saying the same thing.
Buck Swope: What?
Becky Barnett: YOU HAVE TO GET A NEW LOOK!
Buck Swope: What? You get a new look.
Becky Barnett: I have a look alright. The look I have is just fine.
Buck
Swope: What's your look?
Becky Barnett: Chocolate love 100%. You don't have to lash out like that Buck, I'm just trying to be your friend.
Buck Swope: Drop it Becky.
Reed Rothchild: [as Chest Rockwell] Let's get some of that Saturday night beaver.
Dirk: [standing in the kitchen at work with Jack] So, you want five or ten?
Jack Horner: What?
Dirk: Well, if you just wanna see me jack off, it's ten. But if you just wanna look at it, it's only five.
[his one word prediction for the future of the porn industry]
Floyd Gondolli: Videotape.
Reed Rothchild: TODD... PARKER!
Todd Parker: Rockin' Reed Rothchild!
Reed Rothchild: You made it! Woo-Hoo!
Todd Parker: Amazing party, man! Fuckin' chicks everywhere!
Reed Rothchild: You bet. Compliments of Jack Horner. Thank you.
Todd Parker: I wouldn't mind me
having a piece of that action right over there.
Reed Rothchild: Michelle; I'll introduce you.
Todd Parker: Sure, introduce her to my lap!
Reed Rothchild: Ha ha. You just get off of work, man?
Todd Parker: Don't dance Sunday nights.
Reed Rothchild: Right.
Todd
Parker: Who's 'vette is that out in the driveway?
Reed Rothchild: DIRK! I'm so jealous.
Todd Parker: That shit's jammin', man.
Todd Parker: Start down low with a 350 cube, three and a quarter horsepower, 4-speed, 4:10 gears, ten coats of competition orange, hand-rubbed lacquer with a huplane manifold,
Todd Parker: Full fuckin' race cams. Whoo!
Joe: [as Dirk is in his truck and trying to rub his penis to get an erection] Come on!
Dirk: [Dirk stops] I can't! I can't get it hard, right? I can't. I'm sorry!
[another truck suddenly pulls up with a group of guys]
Joe: You just shouldn't do this sort of thing, you faggot!
[punches Dirk]