Christine
- R
- Year:
- 1983
- 110 min
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Now, on the day I was born
And they gazed in wild wonder
At the joy they had found
Said leave this one alone
That I was bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B- B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone
I broke 1,000 hearts
Before I met you
lll break 1,000 more, baby
Before I am through
I want to be yours, pretty baby
Yours, and yours alone
lm here to tell you, honey
That lm bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B- B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone
lm a-gonna tell you
how its gonna be
You gonna give
your love to me
My love is bigger
than the Cadillac
After I show you lll be back
Your love for me
has got to be real
Holy sh*t!
Come on, Arnie.
Hes coming.
Hes changing his shirt.
Thats noise pollution,
what youre doing.
You might as well be dumping
toxic waste on our lawn.
Hey, Dennis.
Lll be right there.
Just leave it.
Its okay.
Go on. Its okay.
Arnie, your lunch!
Try and keep it cold.
Theres yogurt in there.
Right.
Slow down!
Are you guys having a war?
Shes pissed off
cause lm taking shop. My dad too.
It wont embarrass them when you
fix their stupid Volvo for free.
- What?
- Last night, were playing Scrabble.
Its neck-and-neck between me and her.
We blew my dad away early.
So, at the end, I had this choice
of ratio for five lousy points...
- or...
- Or what, Arnie?
tellatio for 24 points
and the game.
- Whatd she do?
- She won by seven points...
because obscenitys not allowed
in Scrabble.
- And its in the dictionary!
- You jerk, Arnie. Jesus.
You know, Arnie,
I was thinking...
Uh-oh.
No, seriously.
Now that were gonna be seniors,
that we got you laid.
- You know, like this year, huh?
- You need a girl to get laid.
- What about Gail Justin?
- I dont like her moustache.
F*** you! What do you care?
If you get a little hair in your mouth?
Shes cute.
- Shes a sophomore!
- So what? Shes a walking sperm bank.
I know. Come on.
I dont have the minimum deposit
to open an account.
Are you kidding? You carry
your life savings between your legs.
Come on, Arnie.
I think maybe
lll just beat off.
Are you playing
football this year or what?
Somebodys got to pick it up
when you fumble.
- Hey, Terry.
- Hows your gimpy knee?
Its better.
Coach wants me to practice.
Yeah? Its about time. Lve been eatin
dirt with your name on it for weeks.
Hi, Dennis.
Oh, hey, Roseanne.
How you doing?
Lm okay. They gonna
let you play football?
Yeah.
Doc says lm as good as new.
Then I guess
lll be seeing you out there.
I hope so.
Well, T.T.F.N.
Yeah. Ta-ta for now.
I wouldnt put that in my mouth.
- You dont know where its been.
- Get outta here.
But we know where it hasnt been.
With you.
- Having trouble with your locker?
- No.
- Did you see the new girl?
- I just got here!
- Lm in love, and lm fussy.
- I never noticed you were fussy.
Drop dead, Cunningham.
- Whats her name?
- I dont know. Shes in the office.
She looks smart,
but shes got a sluts body.
Oh, sh*t. Here she comes.
I think youll like it here, Leigh.
Give me something
for my lap.
We have a good band. Went to the Rose
Parade. Not a bad way to meet boys.
I would like to get involved
with the yearbook.
We have a terrific yearbook staff.
Won a prize last year.
So, what about admitting
Red China into the U. N.?
- I think we already did that.
- Yeah, but...
do you think it was a good idea?
She smiled at me.
I want to have deep,
meaningful sex with her.
- Go get her, Bemis.
- Think I should?
Youve got nothing
to lose but your virginity.
Dennis, can you give me a hand?
- I cant...
- Yeah.
- He doesnt have a chance.
- I dont think so either.
Shes much too classy for him.
- There you go.
- What did you do?
Lucky. See you at lunch.
Hey, Charley.
Have you seen Arnie?
- Yeah. Hes still in the shop.
- Whats the matter?
Buddy Repperton has his lunch.
- Buddy Repperton.
- Hi, Dennis...
Come on, pizza face.
You want it?
Come get it!
If its yours,
why isnt your name on here anywhere?
Arnie Cuntingham.
Why doesnt it say Cuntingham?
Just take it, and lets go eat.
Thats all you got to do.
Come on.
Thats funny, Buddy,
real funny.
Go get Mr. Casey.
Come on.
You want to go for it?
Put the knife down.
- Put down the knife.
- You want to make me?
Youve got a knife and he doesnt.
That makes you a chicken sh*t.
- Yeah?
- Put it down.
- Yeah, put down the knife.
Put down the knife, okay?
Get him, man!
How do you like that, dickface?
All right, break it up!
Right now.
You kids take a walk.
Get lost.
Not you, Moochie.
- I aint been doing nothing.
- You all right, Dennis?
Yeah, lm okay.
Real cute.
Three on one.
They started it.
- Thats not true.
- Shut up, cuntface!
Shut your mouth!
I dont have to listen
to garbage like that, Buddy!
What were you saying?
Reppertons got a knife.
You f***ing liar!
Its a switchblade.
Thats bullshit, Mr. Casey.
Hes lying. I swear to God.
Did Repperton here
pull a knife on you?
Yeah.
Empty your pockets, Buddy.
F*** I will.
You cant make me.
If you mean I dont have the authority,
youre wrong.
Try it, you bald f***, and lll
knock you through the wall! F***!
You two boys go up to the office.
Stay there.
Dont go anywhere.
Youve got enough trouble.
Now...
if you dont empty your pockets
right now, lm gonna call the cops.
Go to the office, Buddy.
Lll fix you!
Youre gonna wish you were
never f***ing born!
So, all in all,
Think Repperton
will try to get even?
No, hes a douche bag.
Hell find somebody
else to pick on.
- They kicked him out, you know.
- Good.
They kick Moochie out?
Probation.
Those a**holes.
Stop the car! Quick!
Go back!
- Whats the matter?
- I want to look at her!
- All right, Arnie.
- Just go back. All right?
Jesus Christ.
What is it?
Do you know someone who lives here?
What?
Jesus.
Be careful, Dennis.
- This is a piece of sh*t.
- Yeah.
- Oh, she could be really tough.
Forget it. This babys got
Probably 193.
I dont care.
- I bet it wont even start.
- Shell start.
You need these.
How much do you want for her?
- Whatever it is, its not enough.
- Jesus, Arnie.
Sonny, you ever owned a car before?
- Yeah, he owns a Mustang...
- No. I just got my license.
Names George LeBay.
Arnie Cunningham.
What are you asking?
Start her up.
Really?
Her names Christine.
I like that.
Come on. We gotta get going.
My a**hole brother
bought her in September, 57.
You got your new model year
in September.
Brand-new, she was.
She had the smell
of a brand-new car.
About the finest smell in the world,
except maybe for p*ssy.
When he got her,
she had six miles on the odometer.
Goddamn Roland went through hell
and back with Christine.
If your brother loves this car so much,
why is he selling it?
Cause hes stone cold dead.
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