Tuff Turf (1985)
Jimmy Parker: She belongs to Nick.
Morgan Hiller: C'mon Jimmy, Lincoln freed the slaves. All I want to do is talk to her.
Jimmy Parker: All I want to do is live!
Feather: Come on, Ronnie, Jimmy isn't your type.
Ronnie: Well, maybe if you moved the hair out of your eyes...
Feather: Don't touch!
Ronnie: ...you'd see how wrong you are.
Page Hiller: Your bike is in pieces and you tell me nothing happened? Did you at least find out if they have any insurance?
Morgan Hiller: Insurance? This isn't Connecticut; no one has insurance around here!
Stuart Hiller: Can you fix it?
Morgan Hiller: Yeah, as soon as I learn how to walk on water, I'll get right on it, Dad.
Brian Hiller: If you leave this house, I'll have you picked up within 24 hours.
Morgan Hiller: Great, I could use all the help I can get tonight.
Frankie Croyden: Hey, everybody's staring at me.
Morgan Hiller: Yes, they are. Well, what's happening now is, you see; the girls are wondering where they've seen you before and the guys are wondering why the hell they haven't.
Morgan Hiller: What do I do right now?
Stuart Hiller: Right now, you do what you... really wanna do. Do whatever it is that you know is right. That you believe in. That's all. And feel good about it!
Stuart Hiller: ...Look, son. Life isn't a problem to be solved. It's a mystery to be lived. So live it.
Morgan Hiller: You going to college?
Frankie Croyden: I'll be lucky if I even graduate. I'll probably just get married, don't need college for that.
Morgan Hiller: Your parents happy about that?
Frankie Croyden: My dad is... my mom died last year of cancer.
Mickey: How much longer are we gonna be doing this, man? I'm about to pee in my pants.
Eddie: So shoot it out the window, man. Christ, just use your head.
Mickey: Not a bad idea. Good news, America. Coming through. Hey, it's chilly out here.
Nick Hauser: I should just ice your ass right now.
Morgan Hiller: Yeah?
Nick Hauser: Yeah.
Morgan Hiller: Why? Because I danced with one of your boyfriends?
Ronnie: I don't know. If you ask me, he's either the toughest guy at Lawson or the stupidest.
Feather: No way. He went to one of those brain factories back east, and I mean the guy's head is totally crammed.
Frankie Croyden: Yeah, with bullshit!
Ronnie: Wow! Check out that lawn! It's a block-long of perfect green!
Morgan Hiller: It's a golf course, Ron.
Feather: So, are you going to get a ring?
Frankie Croyden: [sighs]
Ronnie: If you do, get it at Woolworth's. Suzie Rostelli got hers there; it almost looks like the real thing!
Feather: I saw it; it really does.
Stuart Hiller: Go easy on him tonight, Page. This means a lot to him.
Page Hiller: Mm-hmm. So did that girl he brought home for Easter last year. Remember? She was so stoned, all she could do was look at the peas and say, 'Wow, they're so green!'
Security Guard: There's no bike-riding on campus.
Morgan Hiller: I was sort of hoping I could take a quick ride through history.
Jimmy Parker: Let me see your blade.
Feather: You'll never use it.
Jimmy Parker: Come on, maybe I want to clean my teeth, all right?
Feather: Be careful.
Nick Hauser: Oh yeah, if I ever catch you near Frankie again, I'll take you out so fast, you won't even have time to spit.
Ronnie: Can you believe this place? There's not a zit in the house!
Ronnie: At first I gagged. But, after awhile it's really easy. I mean you guys swallow, don't you?
Frankie Croyden: Excuse me! I promised I'd meet Ronnie at Woolworth's to look at wedding rings.
Morgan Hiller: Frankie, you don't belong to Nick.
Frankie Croyden: Well, maybe not. But, I don't belong to you, either.
Frankie Croyden: I thought things were supposed to be easy when you have money.
Morgan Hiller: It is, if you don't take it seriously.
Frankie Croyden: How do you do that?
Morgan Hiller: By letting it go. I don't think you can hold onto anything until you let it go.
Nick Hauser: It was all for you, Frankie.
Frankie Croyden: It was NEVER for me, it's your whole life.
Ronnie: Don't let them fool you, it's the 80s, size does matter... I mean not in bed, we're all the same size in bed.