American Graffiti Quotes

Bob Falfa: Hey man, I'm sorry if I scared ya!

John Milner: You're gonna hafta do one hell of a lot more than that to scare me!

Bob Falfa: Hey, I've been lookin' all over for ya, man. Didn't nobody tell ya I was lookin' for ya?

John Milner: Man, I can't keep track of all you punks runnin' 'round here backwards.

Bob Falfa: Hey you're s'posed to be the fastest thing in the Valley man, but that can't be your car, it must be your mama's car! I'm sorta' embarrassed to be this close to ya!

John Milner: Yeah, well I'm not surprised, drivin' a field car!

Bob Falfa: Field car? What's a field car?

John Milner: A field car runs through the fields, droppin' cow shit all over the place to make the lettuce grow.

Bob Falfa: Ha ha! That's pretty good! Say, I like the color of your car there, man. What's that s'posed to be? Sort of a cross between piss yella' and puke green, ain't it?

John Milner: Well, you call that a paint job, but it's pretty ugly. I bet you got to sneak up on the pumps just to get a little air in your tires!

Bob Falfa: Well at least I don't have to pull over to the side just to let a funeral go by, man.

John Milner: Oh ho, funny!

Carol: [to Falfa] Your car is uglier than I am!

[both John and Falfa look at her oddly]

Carol: Uh... that didn't come out right.

Vic: Hey Deb, How's my soft baby?

Debbie Dunham: Come on, beat it, Vic. I'm not your baby.

Vic: Aw, come on honey. Look, so I never called you back. I've been, you know, busy.

Debbie Dunham: Yeah, three weeks? Besides, it only took me one night to realize if brains were dynamite you couldn't blow your nose.

Vic: Look who's talking. Hey, who's the wimp you're hanging out with now? Einstein?

Debbie Dunham: Tiger happens to be very intelligent, unlike you. I know everything your dirty little mind is thinking - it shows.

Terry Fields: Hey now, buddy, look. The lady obviously doesn't want to have...

Vic: Look, creep. You want a knuckle sandwich?

Terry Fields: Uh, no thanks. I'm waiting for a double Chucky Chuck.

Vic: Then keep your smart-ass mouth shut.

Vic: [pauses]

Vic: Hey, I'll call you some night Deb. Some night when I'm hard up.

Debbie Dunham: I won't be home.

Debbie Dunham: [lights a match and throws it at him as he makes an obscene gesture at her]

Debbie Dunham: Get out of here.

Terry Fields: You seem to know a lot of weird guys.

Debbie Dunham: That creep's not a friend of mine, he's just... *horny*. That's why I like you, you're different.

Terry Fields: I am? I mean, do you really think I'm intelligent?

Debbie Dunham: Yeah, and I bet you're smart enough to get us some brew.

[she puts her arm around him, leans over and kisses him]

Debbie Dunham: Yeah.

Terry Fields: Brew?

Debbie Dunham: Yeah.

Terry Fields: You mean liquor. Yeah, yeah right, liquor. Yeah, this place is too crowded anyway.

[starts the car, backs up and pulls out of Mel's Drive-in]

Mr. Kroot: All right, all right, Bolander, break that up. You know the rules. You and your girlfriend want to do that, go someplace else, huh?

Steve Bolander: Hey, Kroot! Why don't you go kiss a duck?

Mr. Kroot: What did you say?

Steve Bolander: I said, go kiss a duck, marblehead.

Mr. Kroot: Okay, Bolander, you are suspended. Don't - don't you even come in on Monday. You're out, you're out!

Steve Bolander: Hey, hey, Kroot. I graduated last semester. Remember?

John Milner: Shit! Hey, get down!

Carol: Hey, is this what they call "copping a feel"?

John Milner: What? No, get up, N-O. Sheezus.

Carol: What's your name?

John Milner: My name? Mud, if anybody sees you.

Ants: Hey, man, who cut the cheese?

Joe: He who smelt it, dealt it.

Joe: [waves for Curt to come over] Get down! OK now, you got it? I'm staying here, you're on your own.

Curt Henderson: Wait a minute, wait a minute, Joe... wait a minute. What if he hears me?

Joe: Shhh. Listen, listen! Look at it this way. Now, you got three choices. One, you chicken out and in that case I let Ants tie you to the car and drag you around a little bit and you don't want that. Right?

Curt Henderson: No.

Joe: Two, you foul up and Holstein hears you and, well uh... you don't want that, right?

Curt Henderson: No, I don't.

Joe: Three, you are successful and you join the Pharaohs with a car coat and a blood initiation and all that, huh?

[Joe pats Curt on the shoulder and runs back to the car]

Curt Henderson: What? Wait a minute, wait a minute! What blood initiation?

Carol: Oh, rats. I thought some of my friends might be here.

John Milner: Probably a couple of weeks past their bedtime.

Carol: Oh, wait, there's Dee Dee. I hope she sees me.

John Milner: Oh, shit. Dee Dee!

Bob Falfa: Hey, you know a guy around here with a piss yellow deuce coupe, supposed to be hot stuff?

Terry Fields: You mean John Milner?

[Falfa nods slowly]

Terry Fields: Hey, nobody can beat him, man. He's got the fastest...

Bob Falfa: [cutting him off] I ain't nobody, dork! Right?

Terry Fields: [intimidated] Uh... right.

Bob Falfa: Hey, you see this Milner, you tell him I'm lookin' for him, huh? Tell him I aim to blow his ass right off the road.

Bob Falfa: Hey, hey, hey, baby. What do you say?

Laurie Henderson: Don't say anything and we'll get along just fine.

Mr. Wolfe: I thought you'd left.

Curt Henderson: No, not yet. I have no matches.

Mr. Wolfe: That's all right.

[strikes a match and lights his cigarette]

Mr. Wolfe: Brother, how do I get stuck with dance supervision? Will you tell me that? You going back east? Boy, I remember the day I went off. Got drunk as hell the night before, just...

Curt Henderson: Blotto.

Mr. Wolfe: Blotto, exactly. Barfed on the train all the next day, too.

Curt Henderson: Cute, very cute. Where'd you go again?

Mr. Wolfe: Middlebury, Vermont.

Curt Henderson: Right.

Mr. Wolfe: Got a scholarship.

Curt Henderson: Only stayed a semester?

Mr. Wolfe: One semester. After all that, I came back here.

Curt Henderson: Why did you come back?

Mr. Wolfe: I decided I wasn't the competitive type.

[pauses]

Mr. Wolfe: I don't know, maybe I was scared.

Curt Henderson: Well, I uh - I think I may find that I'm not the competitive type myself.

Mr. Wolfe: What do you mean?

Curt Henderson: Well, I'm not really sure that I'm

[pauses]

Curt Henderson: going.

Mr. Wolfe: Hey now, don't be stupid. Experience life! Have some fun, Curt! Anyway, good luck.

John Milner: What the hell's goin' on here, Toad? Hey, man, are you all right?

Terry Fields: Yeah, I'll die soon, then it'll all be over, John.

Debbie Dunham: Wow, you're just like the Lone Ranger.

John Milner: Yeah, yeah. Listen, are you with him?

Terry Fields: You're talking to the woman I love.

John Milner: What happened, man?

Steve Bolander: Where are you going? It's awfully early in the morning.

Curt Henderson: [pause] I have a dentist appointment.

Terry Fields: Pardon me, sir, but I lost my I.D. in... in a flood and I'd like to get some Old Harper, hard stuff. Would you mind buying a bottle for me?

Bum at Liquor Store: Why certainly! I lost my wife, too - her name wasn't Idy, though, and it wasn't in a flood - but I know what ya...

Terry Fields: Thanks, here's enough for a pint.

Debbie Dunham: Maybe if it's the goat killer, he'll get somebody and we'll see the whole thing.

Terry Fields: I don't want to see the whole thing.

Debbie Dunham: Is that tuck and roll?

Terry Fields: Yeah!

Debbie Dunham: That's bitchin' tuck and roll! You know, I really love the feel of tuck and roll upholstery.

Terry Fields: You do?

Debbie Dunham: Yeah.

Terry Fields: Yeah? Well, get in and I'll let you feel it... I mean, you know, you can touch it... uh... I'll let you feel the upholstery.

Debbie Dunham: Okay.

[first lines]

Terry Fields: Hey, what do you say, Curt? Last night in town... you guys gonna have a little bash before you leave?

Steve Bolander: The Moose have been looking for you all day.

[hands a check to Curt]

Steve Bolander: They got worried... thought you were trying to avoid them or something.

Terry Fields: What is it? What do ya got?

Curt Henderson: Oh, great.

Terry Fields: That's $2,000 man! Two thousand dollars!

Steve Bolander: Mr. Jennings gave it to me to give to you. He says he's sorry it's so late, but it's the first scholarship the Moose Lodge has given out. And he, uh, says they're all very proud of you back at the lodge.

Curt Henderson: Cute. Why don't you hold it for me for awhile?

Steve Bolander: Hey, I don't want it. Take it... it's yours.

Terry Fields: I'll take it!

[last lines]

John Milner: I know, uh... you probably think you're a big shot, goin' off like this...

John Milner: [he slaps Curt] ... but you're still a punk.

Curt Henderson: OK, John... So long... So long!

[Steve, Terry, Laurie and John wish Curt goodbye]

Terry Fields: Have a good trip!

Laurie Henderson: Bye, Curt. Good-bye!

Carol: You're a regular J.D.

John Milner: File that under uh, C.S. over there.

[hands her the ticket Holstein just issued him]

Carol: C.S.? What's that stand for?

John Milner: Chicken shit - that's what it is.

Carol: Oh.

[puts the ticket in the glove compartment which is full of similar tickets]

Man at Accident: [after Terry has backed into his car] Excuse me, but I think we've had an accident.

Terry Fields: Well, goddammit, I won't report you this time, but next time just watch it, will ya?

Joe: [wearing sunglasses at night with two other members of the Pharoh's gang] Whadaya doin' creep?

Curt Henderson: Who, me?

Joe: No, I'm talkin' to the other fifty creeps here. You know Gil Gonzales?

Curt Henderson: Gil Gonzales? No. No, I don't.

Joe: Don't know Gil huh? Well you oughta. He's a friend of ours and that's his car you got your butt parked on.

Steve Bolander: I thought, maybe before I leave, we could agree that... that seeing other people while I'm away can't possibly hurt, you know.

Laurie Henderson: You mean dating other people?

Steve Bolander: I think it would strengthen our relationship. Then we'd know for sure that we're really in love. Not that there's any doubt.

Carol: [John turns off the radio] Why did you do that?

John Milner: I don't like that surfin' shit. Rock and roll's been going down hill ever since Buddy Holly died.

Carol: Don't you think the Beach Boys are boss?

John Milner: You would, you grungy little twirp.

Carol: Grungy? You big weenie! If I had a boyfriend, he'd pound you.

John Milner: Yeah, sure.

John Milner: So, your Judy's little... Shit! How old are you?

Carol: I'm old enough. How old are you?

John Milner: I'm too old for you.

Carol: You can't be that old.

Laurie Henderson: Come on.

Steve Bolander: Come on, what?

Laurie Henderson: Steven, please. Smile or something.

Steve Bolander: Quit pinching!

Laurie Henderson: You think I care if you go off? You think I'm gonna crack up or something? Boy, are you conceited!

Steve Bolander: I don't know why I ever asked you out!

Steve Bolander: What's wrong?

Laurie Henderson: [emotionally] Go to hell!

Terry Fields: Let me have a Three Musketeers, and a ball point pen, and one of those combs there, a pint of Old Harper, a couple of flash light batteries and some beef jerky.

Clerk at Liquor Store: Okay, you got an I.D. for the liquor?

Terry Fields: Oh, umm, yeah. Oh, nuts, I left it in the car.

Clerk at Liquor Store: Sorry. You'll have to get it before...

Terry Fields: Well, I... I also... I forgot the car.

Debbie Dunham: [goes out to the car] Hey, did you get it? Did you get it? Did you get it? Did you get it? You got it! You got it! You didn't get it? Why didn't you get it?

Curt Henderson: You know Toby Juarez? Toby Juarez, he's a Pharaoh isn't he?

Joe: Toby Juarez? Sure, we know Toby. We killed him last night. Tied him to a car and dragged him.

Girl in Cadillac: Hey! You got a bitchin' car.

John Milner: Yeah, I know.

Girl in Cadillac: In fact, your car's so neat, we're gonna give you our special prize. You want me to give it to you?

John Milner: Sweetheart, if the prize is you, I'm a ready teddy.

Girl in Cadillac: Well, get bent, turkey!

[throws a water balloon which misses him and hits Carol]

Carol: [after being hit with a water balloon] Very funny. What a chop! Ha-ha! Quit laughing! Let's catch 'em at the light. Jump out and flatten their tires.

John Milner: Wait a minute.

Carol: Just do as I say!

John Milner: Alright, boss.

Mr. Gordon: Hey, what are you punks doing? What's going on here?

Joe: I'm just uh...

Curt Henderson: Oh, hi, Mr. Gordon. What's up?

Debbie Dunham: I can't see what he's doing. Darn it, I wish I could see.

Terry Fields: I can't see anything. I don't wanna see anything.

[Debbie walks away]

Terry Fields: Just keep him away from me, that's all I want. How do I get into these things? We're all right up... Debbie? Debbie?

Curt Henderson: Are you the Wolfman?

XERB Disc Jockey: No, man. I'm not the Wolfman. Wait a minute.

[puts in a tape]

Wolfman Recording: "Who is this on the Wolfman Telephone?".

Diane: "Diane".

Wolfman Recording: "How you doing, Diane?".

XERB Disc Jockey: That's the Wolfman.

Terry Fields: Oh, that was beautiful, John. Just beautiful.

John Milner: I was losing man.

Terry Fields: What?

Station Attendant: Took the header plugs off, eh? Expectin' some action?

John Milner: Yeah, I think so. There's some punk lookin' for me.

Station Attendant: Why the hell do they bother? You've been number one as long as I can remember.

John Milner: Yeah. Been a long time, ain't it? I'll see ya.

[John and Falfa arrive at Paradise Road for their drag race. John then suddenly notices that Laurie is with Falfa]

John Milner: Hey, Laurie, what in hell are you doin' in there?

[to Falfa]

John Milner: Is she gonna ride with you?

Laurie Henderson: Mind your own business, John!

Bob Falfa: Yeah, she's goin' with me. You take care of yourself, man.

Debbie Dunham: Hey, why don't we go get your jeep?

Terry Fields: What? What are you talkin' about?

Debbie Dunham: You know, your jeep, the one you sold the hunting horses for. The one with the four-wheel drive.

Curt Henderson: Why is it every girl that comes around here is ugly? Or has a boyfriend? Where is the dazzling beauty I've been searching for all my life?

John Milner: Yeah, I know what you mean. The pickin's are really gettin' slim. The whole strip is shrinking! Ah, you know, I remember about five years ago, take you a couple of hours and a tank full of gas just to make one circuit. It was really somethin.'

Curt Henderson: You gonna go after him?

John Milner: Hey, listen, Professor, if he can't find me, then he ain't worth racin', right?

Curt Henderson: The big shot!

Terry Fields: I got a really sharp record collection. I even have "Pledging My Love" by Johnny Ace. Look, how can you love Nelson when he's going out with Marilyn Gator. Since he dumped on you...

Budda: He didn't dump on me, you little dip!

XERB Disc Jockey: [on the radio] My, my, my, listen, man, what kind of entertainment you got in that town?

Wolfman Jack Caller 1: All we got is you!

XERB Disc Jockey: [on the radio] Well, all right, baby! Here we go with another call out of the station. Can you dig it? Answer the phone, dummy.

Pinkie's Pizza Employee: Pinkie's Pizza

XERB Disc Jockey: Ah, yeah, listen, you got any more of those secret agent spy-scopes?

Pinkie's Pizza Employee: Hit parade on the stethoscope?

XERB Disc Jockey: No. No, the secret agent spy-scope, man. That pulls in the moon, and the stars and the planets - and the satellites and the little bitty space men.

Pinkie's Pizza Employee: You must have the wrong number, partner.

Laurie Henderson: Come on, Curt. We can't be spending half the night chasing girls after you.

Curt Henderson: Laurie, I'm telling you, this was the most perfect, dazzling creature I've ever seen!

Steve Bolander: She's gone. Forget it.

Curt Henderson: She spoke to me! She spoke to me, right through the window! I think she said, "I love you." That means nothing to you people? You have no romance, no soul? She - someone wants me. Someone roaming the streets wants me! Will you turn the corner?

John Milner: Don't you have homework or something to do?

Carol: No sweat - my mother does it.

Carol: Good, a cop. I'm going to tell him you tried to rape me.

John Milner: Oh, no, no. Hey...

Carol: It's past my curfew. I'm going to tell him how old I am, my parents don't know I'm out and you tried to rape me.

John Milner: Yeah, don't say anything.

Carol: Boy, are you up a creek.

Wendy: I thought you were going away to school.

Curt Henderson: Ah, maybe. Maybe. What?

Wendy: Same old Curt. All the time we were going together you never knew what you were doing.

Wendy: I gotta go.

Curt Henderson: Where are you going?

Wendy: Nowhere.

Curt Henderson: Well, do you mind if I come along?

Wendy: Did you know that my ex is going to become a presidential aide?

Bobbie: Yeah?

Wendy: And it's a secret, so don't tell anybody, but, his greatest ambition is to shake hands with President Kennedy. How do you suppose you're going to do that wishy-washy at J.C.?

Curt Henderson: Well, maybe I've grown up. Maybe I changed my mind.

Wendy, Bobbie: Doubt it.

Curt Henderson: [to Bobbie, from the back seat with Wendy] To the Opera, James.

Bobbie: Drop dead!

Curt Henderson: Unless you want to go to Gallo Dam and have a little orgy.

Wendy: You wish!

Curt Henderson: No. I could pick up some oleomargarine and we could roll around in it for awhile.

XERB Disc Jockey: [on the radio] Hey, this one is for all yous out there watchin' the Submarine Races.

[singing]

XERB Disc Jockey: I wonder, wonder who, Who wrote the book of love...

XERB Disc Jockey: [on the radio] Sneakin' around with the Wolfman, baby. Oh, this is gonna strike a raw nerve, mama. Here's the Platters.

Curt Henderson: [singing] Oh, yes, I'm the Great Pretender, O-wah! O-wah!

Joe: Hey, where ya goin?

Curt Henderson: Ah, nowhere.

Joe: Ya must be going someplace. I mean ya left here, didn't ya?

XERB Disc Jockey: [on the radio] Who is this on the Wolfman telephone?

Operator: Hello, Collect...

XERB Disc Jockey: Pardon me. Your name is Colette?

Operator: Yes. Collect call, for Wolf...

XERB Disc Jockey: Your name is Colette Call?

Operator: Sir, this is the Operator.

XERB Disc Jockey: Are you French, Operator?

Operator: This is a collect call for Wolfman Jack.

XERB Disc Jockey: I - I love you, Operator.

Carlos: You tell her, Wolfman! He's my man. When I graduate, I'm gonna be a Wolfman. Hey, you know he broadcasts out of Mexico someplace?

Joe: No, he don't. I seen the station right outside of town.

Carlos: That's just a clearing station, man. So he can fool the cops. He blasts that thing all the way around the world. It's against the law, man.

Ants: Ah, man, they'll never catch the Wolfman.

Carlos: No way.

Joe: There's that badass Chevy again. Look at the snatch he's got with him.

Ants: Hey, man, he looks like a wimp.

Curt Henderson: Probably is. Wimps get all the snatch.

Carlos: Milner ain't gonna beat that. His time has come. He's getting old. He ain't as fast as he used to be.

Debbie Dunham: Wow, it's really beautiful out tonight. It's a perfect night for horseback riding. I was going with a guy who had a horse once.

Terry Fields: Oh yeah? I used to have a couple of horses myself.

Debbie Dunham: Really?

Terry Fields: I used them for hunting. I do a lot of hunting, you know. Yeah, deer mostly. I got a couple of bear last year. Yeah, those were good ponies. I had to train 'em special myself. It took a lot of time.

Debbie Dunham: Yeah? Do you still have 'em? We can go for a ride.

Terry Fields: No, no, I had to sell 'em. To get these wheels and a jeep. I got a jeep pick-up, with four-wheel drive. It's got a gun rack. And I use that for hunting mostly.

Debbie Dunham: Why do you kill little animals? I think that's terrible.

Terry Fields: Oh, well, yeah, I figure with bears, though, it's me or them.

XERB Disc Jockey: [on the radio] How old are you?

Wolfman Caller 2: I'm thirteen, how old are you?

XERB Disc Jockey: I'm only fourteen.

Wolfman Caller 2: Oh, boy, I love you, Wolfman.

Steve Bolander: Oh, come on. You want it and you know it. Don't be so damn self-righteous with me. After all that stuff you told me about watching your brother.

Laurie Henderson: You're disgusting! Get out of my car! Get out!

Steve Bolander: Laurie.

Laurie Henderson: I told you never to mention that!

Steve Bolander: Where's my rod?

Terry Fields: Your rod?

Curt Henderson: Hey, any of you guys know a blonde in a white T-Bird?

Joe: Yeah, I know her, what about it?

Curt Henderson: I'm trying to find out, you know, who she is.

Joe: She's outta your price range, man. My brother's been out with her. He clued me in.

Curt Henderson: Price range? Are you trying to tell me that she's a prostitute?

Joe: That's right. She's a thirty dollar Sheri. Jesus, can you imagine that? Thirty bucks for that broad.

Curt Henderson: We got to be thinking about two different broads.

Joe: Listen, eh, Carl.

Curt Henderson: Curt.

Joe: Curt!

Curt Henderson: Curt.

Joe: Despite you scratching Gil's car, I like you. And I know what you'd like more than anything right now. Like every guy in town, you got the same secret dream, right? You want to be a Pharaoh. Huh? Go ahead, you can admit it.

Wolfman Caller 3: [on the radio] Would you dedicate a record to keep me and my girlfriend together?

XERB Disc Jockey: Are you separated?

Wolfman Caller 3: Well, see, we're havin' a little problem.

XERB Disc Jockey: I'll bring you right together. Hold on a minute, man. Hi ya, hi ya, hi, hi, hi. Everything's gonna be all right now, man, you understand? Keep the evil spirits away. Now, let me play the record for ya.