American College (1978)

Partager la citation sur facebook Greg, honey, is it supposed to be this soft?

Partager la citation sur facebook Boon: Where are you going? We just got here.
Katy: No, Boon, you just got here. I've been downstairs for an hour entertaining a boy from Pig's Knuckle, Arkansas.
Boon: Umm - maybe we could drive up to your folks' place this weekend.
Katy: Oh, fabulous. My car filled with your beer buddies going up to empty my parents' liquor cabinet. It's too depressing to think about.
Boon: No! Just gonna be you and me. And Otter and another girl.
Katy: Is this really what you're gonna do for the rest of your life?
Boon: What do you mean?
Katy: I mean hanging around with a bunch of animals getting drunk every weekend.
Boon: No! After I graduate, I'm gonna get drunk every night.
Katy: Boon, I think I'm in love with a retard.
Boon: Is he bigger than me?

Partager la citation sur facebook Neidermeyer: Dress that line. Dress that line, mister! Dress that line, soldier. Mister, hold my mount. [to Flounder] You fat, disgusting slob! You're a goddamn disgrace!!!
Boon: [watching from afar] A vicious mother, isn't he?
Otter: He can't do that to our pledges.
Boon: Only we can do that to our pledges.
Neidermeyer: [to Flounder] Redo those buttons! Dress that belt buckle! Straighten that cap! And goddamn it, tuck up those pajamas! Attention! Eyes front! What's that on your chest, mister?
Flounder: It's a pledge pin, sir.
Neidermeyer: A PLEDGE PIN?!?! On your UNIFORM?!! Just tell me, mister, what fraternity would pledge a man like you?
Flounder: It's a Delta pin, sir.
Neidermeyer: You'll report to the stable tonight and every night at 1900 hours, AND WITHOUT THAT PLEDGE PIN! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!!
Neidermeyer: You're all worthless and weak! Now drop and give me twenty!

Partager la citation sur facebook Otter: Bluto! I think you know everybody here.
Mandy: Greg, can't you—
Otter: Don't worry. Just keep your hands and feet away from his mouth.
Greg: Don't you have any respect for yourself?
Babs: This is absolutely gross! That boy is a P-I-G, pig!
Bluto: See if you can guess what I am now. [puts mashed potatoes in his mouth, then squeezes his cheeks, spraying them] I'm a zit. Get it?
Greg: All right, you bastard. Let's go, right here!
Bluto: Food fight!

Partager la citation sur facebook Dean Wormer: Well, well, well. Looks like somebody forgot there's a rule against alcoholic beverages in fraternities on probation!
Otter: What a tool.
Dean Wormer: I didn't get that, son, what was that?
Otter: Uh, I said, "What a shame that a few bad apples have to spoil a good time for everyone by breaking the rules."
Dean Wormer: Put a sock in it, boy, or else you'll be outta here like shit through a goose.

Partager la citation sur facebook Otter: Point of parliamentary procedure!
Hoover: Don't screw around, they're serious this time!
Otter: Take it easy, I'm pre-law.
Boon: I thought you were pre-med.
Otter: What's the difference? Ladies and gentlemen, I'll be brief. The issue here is not whether we broke a few rules, or took a few liberties with our female party guests—we did. [winks at Dean Wormer] But you can't hold a whole fraternity responsible for the behavior of a few, sick perverted individuals. For if you do, then shouldn't we blame the whole fraternity system? And if the whole fraternity system is guilty, then isn't this an indictment of our educational institutions in general? I put it to you, Greg: isn't this an indictment of our entire American society? Well, you can do what you you want to us, but we're not going to sit here and listen to you badmouth the United States of America. Gentlemen!
[Leads the Deltas out of the hearing, all humming the Star-Spangled Banner]
Greg: Order!
Dean Wormer: You're not walking out of this one, mister! You're finished! No more Delta! You've bought it this time, buster! I'm calling your national office! I'm going to revoke your charter! And if you wise guys try one more thing, one more, I'm going to kick you out of college! NO MORE FUN OF ANY KIND!!

Partager la citation sur facebook [Pinto looks down and sees Clorette passed out on Hoover's bed nude. He then sees his good and evil conscience perched on either shoulder.]
Pinto's Conscience (Devil): Fuck her! Fuck her brains out! Suck her tits. Squeeze her buns. You know she wants it.
Pinto's Conscience (Angel): For Shame! Lawrence! I'm surprised at you.
Pinto's Conscience (Devil): Ah! Don't listen to that Jackoff. Look at those gazongas. You'll never get a better chance.
Pinto's Conscience (Angel): If you lay one hand on poor sweet, helpless girl, you'll despise yourself forever.
[Pinto then covers Clorette up.]
Pinto's Conscience (Angel): I'm proud of you, Lawrence.
Pinto's Conscience (Devil): You Homo!

Partager la citation sur facebook D-Day: Hey, quit your blubberin'. When I get through with this baby you won't even recognize it.
Otter: Flounder, you can't spend your whole life worrying about your mistakes! You fucked up. You trusted us! Hey, make the best of it! Maybe we can help.
Flounder: [crying] That's easy for you to say! What am I going to tell Fred?!
Otter: I'll tell you what. I'll swear you were doing a great job taking care of his car, but, you parked it out back last night and this morning, it was gone. D-Day takes care of the wreck. We report it to the police. Your brother's insurance company buys him a new car.
Flounder: Will that work?
Otter: Hey, it's gotta work better than the truth.
Bluto: My advice to you is to start drinking heavily.
Bluto gives Flounder a six-pack.
Otter: You better listen to him, Flounder. He's in pre-med.
Otter and Bluto shake hands.
D-Day: There you go now, just leave everything to me.
[D-Day fires up his blow-torch and laughs.]

Partager la citation sur facebook Dean Wormer: Where are the other two—Stratton and Schoenstein?
Hoover: We can't find them, sir. We looked everywhere, but—
Dean Wormer: Never mind. Did you boys see your midterm grades yet?
Hoover: They're not posted yet, sir.
Dean Wormer: I've seen them. Mr. Kroger, two C's, two D's and an F—that's a 1.2 grade point average. Congratulations, Kroger, you're at the top of the Delta pledge class.
[Bluto gives Kroger a congratulatory nudge]
Dean Wormer: Mr. Dorfman.
Flounder: Hellooooo.
Dean Wormer: 0.2. Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son. Mr. Hoover, president of Delta House—1.6. Four C's and an F. A fine example you set. Daniel Simpson Day has no grade point average. All courses incomplete. Mr. Blu— [looks up to see that Bluto has stuck pencils up his nose] Mr. Blutarsky. [with heavy emphasis] Zero. Point. Zero.[Bluto shrugs.] Now I want you to tell Mr. Stratton and Mr. Schoenstein exactly what I'm about to tell you right now.
Hoover: And what's that, sir?
Dean Wormer: You're out! Finished at Faber! EXPELLED!!! I want you off this campus at 9:00 Monday morning! And I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I have notified your local draft boards and told them that you are now all, all eligible for military service.
[Flounder's mouth flutters]
Dean Wormer: Well? [Flounder opens his mouth a bit] Well? [Flounder opens his mouth some more] OUT with it!
[Flounder vomits on Dean Wormer]

Partager la citation sur facebook Pinto: Before we go any further, there's something I have to tell you. I lied to you. I've never done this before.
Clorette De Pasto: You've never made out with a girl before?
Pinto: No. No, I mean, I've never done what I think we're gonna do in a minute. I sort of did once, but I was drunk...
Clorette De Pasto: That's okay, Larry. Neither have I. It's my first time too. And besides, I lied to you, too.
Pinto: Oh, yeah? What about?
Clorette De Pasto: I'm only 13.

Partager la citation sur facebook It was the Deltas against the rules... the rules lost!

Partager la citation sur facebook We can do anything we want. We're college students!

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