Boon: You going out tonight, Otter?
Otter: Uh-huh.
Boon: Norma?
Otter: No, let me give you a hint. She's got a couple of major-league yabos.
Boon: Beverly!
Otter: No, But you're getting warmer. Let me give you another hint: "Oh God, Oh God, OH GOD!"
Boon: Marlene! You're gonna pork Marlene Desmond!
Otter: Pork?
Boon: You're gonna hump her brains out.
Otter: Boon, I anticipate a deeply religious experience.

Come on in. Grab a brew. Don't cost nothin'.

It's gonna be a different day.

Mean dude: Do you mind if we dance with your dates?

[After the Deltas are expelled] Christ. Seven years of college down the drain. Might as well join the fucking Peace Corps.

[After chugging a bottle of Jack Daniels] Thanks, I needed that.

[to Flounder] Dorfman! What kind of man hits a defenseless animal? I've got a good mind to smash your fat face. Listen up, you nauseating pile of blubber. Your days are numbered at Faber. You and all your sick Delta buddies. Meantime, your ass belongs to me. Now, drop and give me 20.

Eric Stratton, rush chairman. Damn glad to meet you.

You guys playing cards?

Oh, boy, is this great!!

I hope I'm gonna score, oh, boy, oh, boy!

Marion Wormer: [to the mayor] You can take your thumb out of my ass any time now, Carmine.

Clorette De Pasto: Dad! Mom, Dad, this is Larry Kroger. The boy who molested me last month. We have to get married.

Boon: Let's take the cheese.

Hoover: Have you seen Boon?
Katy: He disappeared when we got here. He's probably upstairs talking to Otter.
Hoover: No doubt.
Katy: [to Larry] They're well-known homosexuals.
Hoover: Have another beer, Larry. She's just kidding.