- Billy: You guys are ridiculous! I mean, I can't believe it! You don't even get laid in a whorehouse!
- Mr. Chrystal: It's gonna be tough at Yale. But it's only under pressure that you find out what you're really made of. It's going to make a man out of you. Really. So stiffen your resolve.
- Bonnie: 1:01:00 Hi.
- Bobby Chrystal: Hi, Bonnie. How have you been?
- Bonnie: Good. You look terrific. What did you do?
- Bobby Chrystal: Nothing. Same old me.
- Bonnie: No. There's something different. You must be chasing some girl. Who is she?
- Bobby Chrystal: There's no-one. How about you? You still seeing that college guy?
- Bonnie: Biff? Sure!
- Billy: There's always Mexico. Down in Tijuana you could march right down main streets, take a ten dollar bill in your teeth and your problems are over.
- Mud Wrestler: [Some guys drive by in a black convertible and rip off the Mud Wrestler's blue dress, leaving her topless wearing only red panties while saying, "I love her, I love her." She quickly covers her breast with her arms]
- [Screams]
- Mud Wrestler: Bring my dress back here!
- [Looks down]
- Mud Wrestler: I'm naked!
- Sylvia: [while getting it on in the backseat of a car, hears motorcycle coming] Aw, shit!
- Bobby Chrystal: What?
- Sylvia: It's my boyfriend.
- Bobby Chrystal: Your boyfriend?
- Sylvia: Ha-ha-ha. Well... actually... we're engaged to be married. He HATES when I do this, ha-ha-ha. Last guy he caught, he dragged behind his bike... in chains. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, don't worry. It was only over dirt!