Judy:
She's a real carpenter's dream: flat as a board and needs a screw!

Billy:
Eat shit and die, Ricky!

Ricky:
Eat shit and live, Bill.

Meg:
If she were any quieter she'd be dead!

Angela:
Meet at the waterfront after the social.

Artie:
Look at all that fine chicken, where I come from we call 'em "baldies."

Ben:
They're too young to know whats on your mind.

Artie:
There's no such thing as being too young. You're just too old.

Paul:
Hey Rick, wait till you get a load of Judy! Man-Oh-Man!