Breaking Away (1979)

Dad: I dreamed all last night, that everyone I ever sold a car to came back for a refund. And there you were, handing out the checks! One for you, and one for you.

Dad: Refund? Refund? Are you crazy! Refund? Refund? Refund?

Cyril: When you're 16 they call it Sweet 16 and when you're 18 you get to drink and and vote and see dirty movies. What the hell do you get to do when you're 19?
Mike: You leave home.
Cyril: My Dad said that Jesus never went further than 50 miles from his home.
Mike: Well, look what happened to him.

Dad: If you eat so much, Moocher, how come you're so damned small?
Moocher: Oh... It's my metabolism. I eat 3 times a day and my metabolism eats 5 times a day.

Cyril: I sure miss playing basketball. I got depressed as hell when my athlete's foot and jock itch went away.

Dad: What's the matter? What are you cryin' for? I think you lost your wallet or something. I didn't want you to be this miserable. A little bit's all I asked for.

Mike: The only thing I'm afraid of is wastin' the rest of my life with you guys.
Cyril: I thought that was the whole plan. That we were going to waste the rest of our lives together.

Dad: No, I don't feel lucky to be alive! I feel lucky I'm not dead. There's a difference.

Dad: I was proud of my work. And the buildings went up. When they were finished the damnedest thing happened. It was like the buildings were too good for us. Nobody told us that. It just felt uncomfortable, that's all.

Mike: You want to tell me who did it?
Cyril: It was dark... All I can tell your for sure is that they all wore Brut after-shave and reeked of Lavoris.

Dave: Well, I'm supposed to take this college entrance exam.
Cyril: Are you gonna go to college?
Dave: Hell no. I just want to see if I can pass.

Dave: Hell, I don't want to go to college Dad. To hell with them. I'm proud of being a cutter.
Dad: You're not a cutter. I'm a cutter.

Mike: That's the place to be right there, Wyoming! Nothin' but prairies and mountains and nobody around. All you need is your bed roll and a good horse.
Cyril: Don't forget your toothbrush! You're still in your cavity-prone years.

Mom: So, you see, I think you really should go. I think you should come home, singing, with a trophy. I think you should do all those things while you can.
Dave: I win this one for you Mama.

Dave: I was thinking of taking French, but, it's my first year. Have you ever seen la Tour de France?
French Girl: No.
Dave: No? Mon Dieu! The French riders - they're the best.

Dave: Have a nice trip.
Katherine: You too.
Dave: But I'm not going anywhere.
Katherine: I don't know about that.

Dave: Italianos - like the nightingales they sing. Like the eagles they fly.
Dad: Speakin' of flies, eh, you brought a helluva lot of flies in with you.
Dave: Did you know that fly in Italian is 'mosca'?
Dad: Did you know in English it's 'pest'?

Moocher: Mike, the time comes when we just all have to go our own ways, you know.
Mike: Oh, you're a real adult, aren't ya. B-town boy grows up.

Dad: He's never tired. He's never miserable.
Mom: He's young.
Dad: When I was young I was tired and miserable.

Dave: Pop, can I have this Saturday off?
Dad: Hell no.
Dave: Eh, just this once, Pop. The Italians are coming Saturday.
Dad: I don't care if the second coming's coming.