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Animal House

Animal House quotes

70 total quotes

Babs Jansen
Dean Vernon Wormer
Douglas C. Neidermeyer
Eric 'Otter' Stratton
John 'Bluto' Blutarsky
Kent 'Flounder' Dorfman
Multiple Characters

Otter: Mrs. Wormer, I'm so glad you could come.
Marion Wormer: Cut the crap. Give me a drink.

Otter: Point of parliamentary procedure!
Hoover: Don't screw around, they're serious this time!
Otter: Take it easy, I'm pre-law.
Boon: I thought you were pre-med.
Otter: What's the difference?
Otter: Ladies and gentlemen, I'll be brief. The issue here is not whether we broke a few rules, or took a few liberties with our female party guests - we did. [winks at Dean Wormer] But you can't hold a whole fraternity responsible for the behavior of a few, sick twisted individuals. For if you do, then shouldn't we blame the whole fraternity system? And if the whole fraternity system is guilty, then isn't this an indictment of our educational institutions in general? I put it to you, Greg - isn't this an indictment of our entire American society? Well, you can do whatever you want to us, but I for one am not going to stand here and listen to you badmouth the United States of America. Gentlemen!
[Leads the Deltas out of the hearing, all humming the Star-Spangled Banner]
Greg: Order!
Dean Wormer: You've done it this time buster! No more Delta! I'm calling the national office! I'm going to revoke your charter! And if you wiseguys do one more thing, one more, I'm going to kick you out of college! No more fun of any kind!

Otter: You guys up for a toga party?
Bluto: Toga! Toga!
Otter: Ah, I think they like the idea, Hoov. Note: Bluto's "Toga! Toga!" is ranked #80 in the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 movie quotations in American cinema.

Otter: [in the supermarket vegetable section] Mine's bigger than that.
Marion Wormer: [looks questioningly at him]
Otter: My cu****ber. It's bigger. I think vegetables can be very sensuous, don't you?
Marion Wormer: No, vegetables are sensual. People are sensuous.
Otter: Right. Sensual. That's what I meant. My name's Eric Stratton. People call me Otter.
Marion Wormer: My name's Marion. People call me Mrs. Wormer.
Otter: Oh, we have a Dean Wormer at Faber.
Marion Wormer: How interesting. I have a husband named Dean Wormer at Faber. You still want to show me your cu****ber?

Pinto: I was thinking, maybe we could get some beer.
Clorette: Nah, not tonight. Besides, you might get lucky without it.

[Finding themselves in an all-black club]
Otter: We are gonna die.
Larry: Hey Boon, we're the only white people here.

[Clorette has just passed out]
Larry's evil conscience: **** her. **** her brains out. Suck her tits, squeeze her buns. You know she wants it.
Larry's good conscience: For shame! Lawrence, I'm surprised at you!
Larry's evil conscience: Aw, don't listen to that jack-off. Look at those gazongas. You'll never get a better chance.
Larry's good conscience: If you lay one finger on that poor sweet helpless girl, you'll despise yourself forever... [Larry gets up] I'm proud of you, Lawrence.
Larry's evil conscience: You homo.

[Flounder has just fired a gun near Neidermeyer's horse, and the horse has dropped dead]
Bluto: Holy shit!
D-Day: There were blanks in that gun!
Flounder: I didn't even point the gun at him!
D-Day: [checks the gun] There WERE blanks in that gun!
Flounder: Maybe he had a heart attack.
[The three glance at each other in terror, then run screaming]

[after the brothers have booed Kent's picture and thrown beer at it] Now wait a minute! Okay, this guy is a real zero. That's true. Think back to when you were freshmen. Boon, you had a face like a pepperoni pizza, right? And Stork here. Everybody thought that Stork was brain damaged. I myself was so obnoxious the seniors beat me up once a week. So this guy is a total loser? Let me tell you the story of another loser... [everyone starts booing and throwing beer at him]

[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.

[to Flounder] You will report to the stable tonight and every night at 1800 hours. And without that pledge pin! Do you understand?

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

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

Greg, honey, is it supposed to be this soft?

I hate those guys.