Stacy: Happy anniversary, Wayne.
Wayne: Stacy, we broke up 2 months ago!
Stacy: Well, that doesn't mean we can't still go out, does it?
Wayne: Well it does actually, that's what breaking up is.

Wayne: I lost you 2 months ago! We broke up! Are you mental?

Wayne: Exsqueeze me? Baking powder?

(they see a car)
Garth: Car
Wayne: Car
(car goes by and they turn around)
Garth: Game on
WAyne: Game on

Garth: Hey Phil, if you're gonna spew, spew into this.

Garth: Pshyco hose beast.

Terry: I love you man.
Garth: Thank you.

Wayne: I can't talk about it anymore, it's giving me a headache.
Garth: Here, take two of these.
Wayne: Ahh, Nuprin. Little, yellow, different.

Wayne: The Shity Beatles? Are they any good?
Tiny: They suck.
Wayne: Then it's not just a clever name.

Wayne: I still live with my parents. Which I admit is both bogus and sad.

Mrs. Vanderhoff: It's so huge.
(Michael): Thanks. Do I frighten you?
Mrs. V: No
(Mike): Do you want me to?

Wayne: New York. Hey we're in New Yawk.
Garth: I got a gun lets go to a broadway show.

Wayne: I thought I had mono once for an entire year. Turned out I was just really bored.

Glen: You know, if you stab a man in the dead of winter, stream will rise up from the wounds.

Garth: Stacey alert. We've been spotted and are being pulled in by her tractor beam.