How's your head? Marty, don't be such a square. Everybody who's anybody drinks. Mom, Dad. Oh, yeah, yeah.

That ain’t no airplane, look. Well, Marty, I want to thank you for all your good advise, I’ll never forget it. You cost three-hundred buck damage to my car, you son-of-a-bitch. And I’m gonna take it out of your ass. Hold him. Hey, hey listen guys. Look, I don’t wanna mess with no reefer addicts, okay? Yeah, it’s in the back.¬†Yeah, well history is gonna change.

Oh, what I meant to day was- I don’t wanna see you in here again. Marty, this may seem a little foreward, but I was wondering if you would ask me to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance on Saturday. C’mon, c’mon.