Muscle Beach Party (1964)
[Dee Dee walk in on Julie making out with Frankie]
Frankie: Dee Dee, hi. Um... you remember her? Her name's Julie.
Dee Dee: Oh, I remember her. The bride of Godzilla!
Dee Dee: [angry tone] I have just one question. Did you kiss him because he's lovable, or because he's the only man on the beach?
Julie: Because he looked hungry. His last meal obviously didn't satisfy him.
Dee Dee: Oh, it's a good thing you happended along. I'm sure you could cater supper for an entire army.
Frankie: Now that's in bad taste.
Julie: Oh, no. One man at a time. I like to be a devoted chef.
Dee Dee: But right now you're serving a lot of free meals. Sort of a one-woman bread line.
Frankie: Ooo, that's smart!
Julie: [getting angry] I can afford it.
Dee Dee: Then he must be of your charity cases!
Frankie: Now, wait a second. Now, hold on, the football here would like to say something.
Dee Dee: Well, I'm not through!
Dee Dee: [to Julie] As the man said, this is a public beach and we're supposed to keep it clean.
Frankie: Now that's really in bad taste!
Julie: [to Dee Dee] Then perhaps, you better leave.
Frankie: Very good!
Dee Dee: [to Julie] I plan to!
Frankie: Oh, no. Now don't quit now, Dee Dee. I think your ahead.
Dee Dee: Okay, how's this for a closer?
S.Z. Matts: How come you're in that cage protected, and I'm out here getting bumbed off?
Cappy: Yeah, sanctuary from them. These beach kids. I had to build this thing to protect myself. I used to have a beautiful Cappy's place even more beautiful than this. And just last year, these beach kids completely demolished it and pretty near demolished me with it during a rumble all because of a stranger like you. Hey, you're not another one of those anthropologist explorers or something? A sex maniac maybe?
S.Z. Matts: I don't have any hobbies.
[watches the climatic rumble betweent the beach bums and muscle maniacs]
Cappy: Oh no! They're not gonna wreck my place again?
[a beach bum is flung over a table, breaking it]
Cappy: [depressed tone] Oh, yes they are.
S.Z. Matts: [Seeing kids dancing] You know if there was no music here this place would be raided.
Theodore: [Seeing kids dancing and partying] Good heavens, where are the mothers of America?
Julie: [after being introduced to Flex Martian] You are so strong!
Flex Martian: I'm the strongest!
Julie: And so handsome!
Flex Martian: I'm the handsomest!
Julie: [admiring his big muscles] And so big!
Flex Martian: [smiles] Yes, ma'am!
Julie: I want to be alone with you.
Julie: [signalling to the chopper pilot to land on the beach] Lower! Go lower!
S.Z. Matts: If we go any lower, we'll cut off their heads!
Julie: I'm not interested in their heads!
Frankie: Yeahhhh! Easter vacation just started today, now
Dee Dee: We might stay till the middle of May, now
Dee Dee: Man, how do you stand it?
Frankie: Stand what?
Dee Dee: Being the greatest. How do you stand it?
Frankie: I haven't thought about it that way. How do I stand it?
Jack Fanny: All muscles are beautiful. The latissimus is beautiful too! Because - it's a muscle.
Jack Fanny: To make the muscles beautiful, you must always have beautiful muscles. Beautiful muscles builds up a guy's - beauty. And the basis of the latissimus is to bring out the beauty in the spinal column of the rib cage. That's why it's called beauty latissimus dorsi spinal column rib cage.
Frankie: Man, this is one crazy beach.
Dee Dee: You can say that again.
Frankie: Man, this is one crazy beach.
Johnny: [to Julie who is admiring Flex Martian] What is this? You're looking at him as if he were some prime bull or something.
S.Z. Matts: Quiet, will you. She's concentrating.
Johnny: On what? Listen, I don't like the look in her eye. That's not a lady-like look!
S.Z. Matts: She is not a lady. She is a Contessa! And she's very rich. Rich, rich - rich!
Dee Dee: Frank, you've got so much going for you and you're just wasting it.
Frankie: I'm happy, you goof!
Dee Dee: That's not enough! You should be doing something more - like making your life count for something beside the next big wave.
Frankie: Look, the beach is free and the sky goes straight on up and your life is your own! Isn't that enough?
Dee Dee: No, it isn't.
Frankie: Well, it is for me! This is the way I want it. I want it easy and I want it free. I want it without the ropes, squares, bills, or bombs. This is my world because I don't ask anything of it.
Dee Dee: That's just it. All you ever do is take.
Frankie: I only take what's free. Now you swing with me on that or you don't swing at all. Now, cool it Dee Dee. I'm going to hit the surf.
Flex Martian: Sorry about that. I know it's early; but, I've already missed my wheat germ once today.
Julie: I understand, Flex. Wheat germ helps make the muscles hard.
Flex Martian: Did you happen to notice my rhomboid majors?
Julie: Oh, how could I miss it?
Flex Martian: Wheat germ!
Julie: What's your name?
Julie: You're cute.
Frankie: It's the way I comb my hair.
Frankie: You move fast.
Julie: Do you mind?
Frankie: Yeah. When there are moves to be made, I want to make them.
Julie: I don't like to wait.
S.Z. Matts: Yeah, go ahead, just sign here.
[Jack signs the contract]
S.Z. Matts: Now, tonight you'll have a good night's sleep.
Jack Fanny: I ain't tired.
S.Z. Matts: Lift something heavy! Jack, it's a pleasure to do business with a Fanny like you.
Flex Martian: I'm the only man in the world good enough for her and if I don't get her back, I'm going to do something vicious.
Jack Fanny: You'll get her back! You'll bet her back. Jack Fanny will get to the bottom of this.
S.Z. Matts: Do you know what this place is? This is a nut house. And do you know who's running it? The nuts! The nuts are running it!
Frankie: Oh, I hear it rolls in Australia!
Julie: Oh, the surf comes in from miles off the Barrier Reef. The riders look like gods skimming the crest of the waves.
Julie: We'll be good for each other, Frankie.
Frankie: Would we Julie?
Julie: Oh, Frankie, I can show you so much. I can open the world for you. You'll see Tangiers in October and we'll cruise the Greek islands in the summer and Paris when the streets are wet with rain.
Frankie: And an 80 foot wave?
Julie: It's even higher than that.
Frankie: How far does it ride?
Julie: As far as you want.
Jack Fanny: We'll crush 'em. Not one of 'em, not two of 'em, but, all of 'em. We'll crush them in our mighty fists. Break 'em into shattered little pieces. Twist 'em like a wet bathing suit so they cry for mercy!
Johnny: You better listen to me and listen to me good. You want to play in the big time? That's great. But, don't pull us in. Don't do us any favors; because, those waves are too big. You get wiped out, you swallow a lot of salt water.
Frankie: Not me, Johnny. Not me. I can ride it on top the whole way.
Johnny: That's cool. But, count us out. You ride it alone, huh. Solid gold surf boards don't float to well.
S.Z. Matts: Let me put it this way, Frank: you're a bird in a gilded cage and every once in awhile she opens the door and lets you out and the two of you read The Wall Street Journal together. Isn't that a pretty little picture?
Cappy: Now, children of the surf, do you think there are seven wonders of the world? Well, here's the eighth: Little Stevie Wonder.
Little Stevie Wonder: [singing] Everybody come on yeah yeah clap your hands, Ah ha Yeah, Everybody come on yeah yeah yeah yeah clap your hands, Yeah, Come on and clap your hands, Stomp your feet, Get with the rhythm of happy street, 'Cause that's my street, happy street...
Frankie: Now, you guys were right and I was wrong. The air was so thin up on that big wave that I went a little stupid!