Slater: Hey man.
Pink: How's it goin'?
Slater: Fixing to be a lot better man. What time is your party tonight man?
Pickford: Nine thirty man.
Slater: Nine thirty. Okay. Erm... I'll be there man.
Pickford: See you Slater alligator.
Slater: Wait, wait. I gotta cruise by this afternoon and run a little business if you know what I'm talking about, so...
Pickford: That's what you're talking about.
Slater: That's what I'm talking about man. Oh man I'm f*cking wasted.
Slater: You're gettin' air from there man. It's no good. You see this? It's got to be tight. You're gonna have to put some gum around the base of that if you want to get a good hit man.
Don: Slater.
Slater: Benny.
Slater: Man, I ain't believing that sh*t about Bonham's one hour drum solo man. I mean one hour of drums, you couldn't handle that sh*t on strong acid man.
Freshman girl: Will you marry me?
Don: Don't know. What's in it for me?
Girl: Anything you want.
Don: Anything?
Girl: Anything.
Don: Go like this (opens mouth suggestively) Do you spit or swallow?
Girl: Whatever you like.
Don: Whatever I like? I would definitely marry you.
Slater: It's so degrading man.
Shavonne: You're an asshole.
Don: Yes I am.
Slater: That's terrible man. That's horrible.
Pickford's mom: I bet you're glad school's out aren't you?
Slater: Yeah we got our report cards today.
Mom: And how'd you do?
Slater: Straight A's.
Mom: Both of you?
Slater: Yeah.
Pickford: Sample the goods. Fifteen bucks.
Slater: Can you spot me ten? I'll pay you like Tuesday and sh*t. Thank you.
Slater: Check this out man. Got a double barreled purple coming in on Sunday.
Slater: Hey man, Pickford's got a dube we're about to burn. Are you with us?
Don: Think about it. Yeah.
Slater: You cool man?
Mitch: Well, like how?
Slater: Okay. Hey man, wait up.
Shavonne: Hey, what are you guys up to?
Slater: Oh, a little weed, you know.
Don: There may be a beer bust later on.
Shavonne: Oh really.
Don: Yeah.
Shavonne: Cool. Guess we'll see you around.
Slater: Alright. Check you later.
Shavonne: Bye.
Don: Slater man, why are you always such a dork man?
Slater: What are you talking about?
Don: "Check you later," "check you later."
Slater: Hey man, get off my case, man.
Don: Ah, man. Chicks don't want to hear that sh*t.
Slater: Well, they don't want to hear anything man. The girls man, in our classes they're all prudes man. They're worthless little bitches man. It's the girls ahead of us man. They were wild. Our class is just worthless man.
Don: Well maybe you haven't gotten past the sniffing butt stage. That's what that sounds like to me.
Slater: Hey man! It's quality, not quantity. Alright man. And wait 'til I get to college man. I can't wait to get to college man.
O'Bannion: Hey Slater you f*cking hippy give me drugs man.
Slater: Get some from your mother man.
O'Bannion: Yeah, we just banged your mother.
Slater: Okay, f*ck you dickhead.
Slater: Listen. I'm going to give you shotgun. But I want you to know it's because only 'cos I'm going inside. Keep that in mind alright?
Mitch: Hey man. Who's the bowling ball is this?
Pickford: It's yours man.
Wooderson: Slater.
Slater: Hey man, what's happening?
Wooderson: Play a little fooseball.
Slater: Yeah.
Slater: I know you. We had geography together. Remember?
Slater: This place used to be off limits man 'cos some drunk freshman fell off. He went right down the middle smacking his head on every beam man. I hear it doesn't hurt after the first couple though. Autopsy said he had one beer man. How many d'you have?
Mitch: Four.
Slater: You're dead man. You're so dead. Look at the blood stains right there.
Slater: Would you look at this f*cking town man. It's dead. Imagine how people out there right now are f*cking man. Just going at it.
Pickford: You guys know what that song's about? It's about aliens. We're the aliens man. We're the savages.
Stoner: Wait man, that song's about that?
Slater: Yeah man that song's about that man.
Stoner: It's about aliens?
Slater: Yeah man, you didn't know that? This country is founded, it was found by people who were into aliens man. George Washington man, he was in a cult, and the cult was into aliens man. You didn't know that? Oh man, they were way into that type of stuff man.
Stoner: George toked weed man?
Slater: Absolutely George toked weed. Are you kidding me man. He grew fields of fields of that stuff man. That's what I'm talking about. Fields.
Stoner: He grew that sh*t up Mount Vernon man?
Slater: Mount Vernon man. He grew it all over the country man. He had people growing it all over the country, you know. The whole country back then was getting high. Let me tell you man, 'cos, 'cos, 'cos he knew. He was on to something man. He knew that it would be a good cash crop for the southern states man. So he grew fields of it man. But you know what? Behind every good man there's a woman. And that woman was Martha Washington, man. And every day George would come home. She'd have a big fat bowl waiting for him man when he'd come in the door man. She was hip, hip, hip lady man.
Slater: And she was cool too. She'd harvest the crops man. And that's what I'm talking about. She'd put in the, in the bushels and stuff and sell it, you know? Because they had to make ends meet and stuff. I mean they... What... Did you ever look at a dollar bill man. There's some spooky stuff going on on a dollar bill man. I mean, and it's green too.
Slater: Let's go smoke a joint man. On the fifty f*cking yard line in honor of your daddy coach Conrad.
Slater: This is cashed man.
Wooderson: It's in there man.
Slater: It's *** [cashed]. You ride in with us man. But you're riding in the back cos I got shotgun.
Wooderson dives at Slater.
Slater: Hey man.
Don: Hell my grand mother can hit harder than that.
Slater: What the f*ck man?
Slater: Hey, Pink. You got my papers man?
Slater: Man, if you're going to sign that paper man. You should throw a little grass right in the middle man. Roll it up. Sign the joint man. That's going to tell them something.
Simone: Come on Slater.
Slater: What did we do?
Slater: Hey Coach Conrad. Remember me? Second period gym class.
Slater: Let's go. Are you going to come man?
Pink: Shotgun.
Wooderson: You coming?
Don: No. I'm tied. Tied?
Shavonne: Yeah.
Pink: You guys not going?
Don: Yeah. Can I use your keys?
Wooderson: Time to boogie on out of here.
Don: Hey. So that's that, huh? Alright. Slater.
Slater: I never get shotgun
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