Grandpa: A real loser is someone who's so afraid of not winning he doesn't even try.
Olive: Do you think there's a Heaven?
Frank: Well, it's hard to say, Olive. I don't think anyone knows for sure.
Olive: I know, but what do you think?
Frank: Well... um... uh.
Olive: I think there is.
Frank: Think I'll get in?
Olive: Yeah.
Frank: Promise?
Olive: Yeah.
Dwayne: You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. You know, school, then college, then work, fuck that. And fuck the air force academy. If I wanna fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest.
Frank: I'm glad you're talking again, Dwayne. You're not nearly as stupid as you look.
Richard: Oh my God, I'm getting pulled over. Everyone, just... pretend to be normal.
Richard: It's stuck or something.
Sheryl: Try pulling it from here.
Richard: Everybody just pretend to be normal.
Frank: Have I mentioned that I am the preeminent Proust scholar in the US?
Frank: Is he always like this? How can you stand it?
Sheryl: What did he say?
Richard: I'll tell you when I regain consciousness.
Frank: I am going to get something to drink. You want anything?
Grandpa: Yeah, get me some porn. Get me something really nasty too, I don't want any of that airbrushed shit.
Frank: Okay.
Grandpa: Okay, here's a $20. Get yourself a little treat too, get yourself a fag rag.
Frank: All right, I will.
Richard: Sweet sweetness.
Sheryl: You know, like it or not, we're still your family, for better or worse.
Dwayne: No, you're not my family! I don't wanna be your family! I hate you fucking people! Divorce? Bankrupt? Suicide? You're fucking losers, you're losers! No, please just leave me here, Mom. Please, please, please. Please... just leave me here.
Grandpa: Every night it's the fucking chicken! Holy God Almighty! Is it possible just once we could get something to eat for dinner around here that's not the goddamned fucking chicken?
Grandpa: Listen to me, I got no reason to lie to you, don't make the same mistakes I made when I was young. Fuck a lotta women kid, not just one woman, a lotta women.
Frank: Did you know that "a la mode", in French, translates literally to "in the fashion"? A la moooode... It comes from the latin word modus to do or proper measure.
Richard: Frank shut up.
Dwayne: You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest.
Olive: Do you eat ice cream?
Miss California: Yes. My favorite is Chocolate Cherry Garcia... except technically I think it's a frozen yogurt.
Frank: Who is that? Nietzsche? So you stopped talking because of Friedrich Nietzsche? Far out.
Grandpa: Olive, Richard is an idiot. I like a woman with meat on her bones.
Grandpa: Losers are people who are so afraid of not winning, they don't even try.
