Animal House1978

Bluto:
Great! Seven years of college down the drain. Might as well join the f***ing Peace Corps!

Pinto:
My mother's gonna kill me.

Hoover:
I knew it. I knew it, I knew it, I knew it.

Flounder:
Can't believe I threw up in front of Dean Wormer.

Boon:
[puts his arm around Flounder] Face it, Kent. You threw up on Dean Wormer.

[D-Day walks in, supporting an injured Otter.]

D-Day:
Move. Move it.

Boon:
Damn.

[Boon walks over and helps D-Day support Otter.]

Boon:
I got ya. I got ya.

[Otter moans as he, Boon, and D-Day sit on the couch.]

Boon:
Jesus Christ! What happened? You look grotesque.

Otter:
Well, some of the Omegas did a little dance on my face.

Bluto:
Who was it?

Otter:
Uh, it was Greggy and Dougy and some of the other Hitler youth.

Boon:
Why? What ya do?

Otter:
I don't know. They're just animals, I guess. [Otter looks around.] Looks like I missed something.

Boon:
Yeah, you did. We're all officially kicked out of school. Wormer just got our grades.

Otter:
They kicked us out of school? Huh?! That makes sense.

Bluto:
[standing up] HEY!! What's this lying around sh*t?!

Stork:
Well, what the hell we s'posed to do, you moron?!

D-Day:
War's over, man. Wormer dropped the big one.

Bluto:
What? Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!

Otter:
Germans?

Boon:
Forget it. He's rolling.

Bluto:
And it ain't over now. 'Cause when the goin' gets tough . . . the tough get goin'! Who's with me? Let's go! C'mon! [He runs out of the room screaming but then returns.] What the f*** happened to the Delta I used to know? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh?! This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're gonna let it be the worst! "Ooh, we're afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble." Well, JUST KISS MY ASS FROM NOW ON!!! Not me! I'm not gonna take this! Wormer, he's a dead man! Marmalard, DEAD! Niedermeyer—

Otter:
Dead! Bluto's right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. [Otter stands up.] We gotta take these bastards. Now, we could fight 'em with conventional weapons. That could take years and cost millions of lives. Oh no. No, in this case, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part.

Bluto:
And we're just the guys to do it.

[Boon and D-Day stand.]

Boon:
Let's do it.

Bluto:
Let's do it!

[Everybody cheers and starts running out of the room, with Bluto still standing there.]

Bluto:
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

[Bluto runs out with them.]