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Better
Off Dead . .
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Charles De
Mar:
Go that way, really fast; if something gets in your way . . .
turn.
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Charles De
Mar:
This is pure snow! It's everywhere! Have you any idea of
what the street value of this mountain is?
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Tree
Trimmer:
[N]ow that's a real shame when folks be throwin' away a perfectly
good white boy, like that.
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Lane
Myer:
I'm going to race. I'm going to lose. And, I'm going to die.
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Charles De
Mar:
I'm telling you Lane, practically everybody in the state of
Northern
California is around this particular mountain, waiting to see one
Lane Myer, tackle this totally untamed slope--dead or alive!
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Johnny Gasparini: Two dollars! Two
dollars!
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Lane
Myer:
Gee Johnny, I don't have a dime, sorry.
Johnny Gasparini: I didn't ask for
a dime.
Two dollars.
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Beth
Truss:
Listen Lane, don't forget: Chris Cummins dates the
basketball team, not certain members of the team, Lane, the whole team.
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Lane
Myer:
[I]'m real sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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Mr.
Kerber:
[R]emember to memorize pages 39 to 110 for tomorrow's
lesson.
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