Beach Party1963

Frankie:
Hey! I want to talk to you about Delores. I'm Frankie.

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
Oh, hi Frankie. I'm...

Frankie:
I know who you are.

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
You do?

Frankie:
You're Professor Sutwell, the guy that's been cutting in on my time!

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
Now, come on Frankie, I...

Frankie:
You're brainwashing her with your beard!

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
Brainwashing her with my beard?

Frankie:
Why else would she be crazy about some geezer like you?

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
Now that, I resent.

Frankie:
I mean, you're an old man.

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
Now just a second. If you're so crazy about Delores, why are you running around flirting with that Hungarian goulash, Ava?

Frankie:
Because she's my girl.

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
Who? Goulash?

Frankie:
No, Delores!

Prof. Robert O. Sutwell:
Oh, I see now, yes! You're trying to make her jealous. Put her down. Typical Aborigine attitude. I suppose you'd like to drag her off on your surfboard by the roots of her hair.

Frankie:
Yes, I would! I love her. I can understand you can love her too because she's lovable. But I'm telling you this: I am not gonna let any over aged, fuzzy face take away my girl! Now, if I have anything to do with it Mister, believe me I do! By the way, how do you fix for blades?