Beach Party (1963)
Frankie Avalon: Frankie
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Quotes
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Dolores : [singing] We got an early start
Frankie : We're gonna have a ball
Dolores : We're gonna ride the surf
Frankie : And that ain't...
Frankie , Dolores : Allllllllllll! Nothin' is greater than the sand, surfing, salt air, Unrack our boards just as soon as we get there, Stack 'em in the sand while they're breaking just right, Yeah, we're surfin' all day and swingin' all night, Vacation is here - Beach Party tonight!
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Frankie : [singing] Oh, every time you twist your hips, Something inside goes a flippity-flip, What you're doings getting to me, Don't stop now...
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Frankie : Oh, pig bristles!
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Frankie : Who's she?
Prof. Robert O. Sutwell : She happens to be...
Marianne : His girl!
Frankie : Boy, for an oldie, you really move around!
Marianne : He takes vitamins.
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Frankie : 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 the guy that's been cutting in on my time!
Prof. Robert O. Sutwell : No, please, just a moment 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 someone 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 Dolores, why are you running around flirting with that Hungarian goulash?
Frankie : Because she's my girl.
Prof. Robert O. Sutwell : Who? Goulash?
Frankie : No, Dolores!
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. Look, I know how 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! Not, if I have anything to do with it, and believe me Mister, I do! By the way, how are you fixed for blades?
[Frankie exits before Sutwell can say anything, who then sighs with frustration]