An Extremely Goofy Movie2000

Bradley:
Excuse me?!

Larry:
You what?!

Shorty:
Uh, no way!

Burly:
What are you talking about?! Eh?!

Bradly:
[frowning] Just what makes you think you can change your mind on the last day of the competition?!

Tank:
Should I knock some sense into his big melon?

Bradley:
Whoa, whoa. Down, Tank. Easy, boy. If you're thinking you're quitting the Gammas to join that freshman geek son of yours, you've had another fact coming.

Tank:
[mockingly] Bull's-eye, baby. Dog-boy's in danger, and Daddy's gonna bail him out.

The Gammas':
[chuckle cruelly]

Goofy:
No, siree, sir! [furiously grabs a stick and angrily jams Tank in the crotch]

Tank:
[screams in pain and holds his balls] Got my bunion!

Goofy:
I'm not gonna be on anyone's team.

Bradley:
Smart man. But you forgot one fact. (frowns) Nobody...I repeat...nobody quits the Gammas!

Goofy:
[furiously tosses a stick aside and angrily snaps at Bradley] If you were such darn winners before, you'll be just fine without me. [angrily pushes Bradley a bit] I'm leaving the Gammas, and that's that.

Bradley:
No, you're not leaving the Gammas. [violently kicks Goofy out of the building and angrily shouts] The Gammas are leaving YOU!!

Shorty:
(waves) Sayonara.

Burly:
Yes! Hasta la vista, baby!

Goofy:
Gee! I think they're a little sore at me. [looks at his tunic, noticing the pin yet on himself, realizing as he removes it] Whoops! Better return my Gamma pin.