Mirage Reception Person:
Welcome to the Mirage. May I have your credit card, please?
Clark Griswold:
Yes, indeedy. Clark W. Griswold, four.
Mirage Reception Person:
You know, we have an excellent dry cleaning service here, if you're so inclined.
Clark Griswold:
Oh, uh? it's? it's a bbbirthmark.
Mirage Reception Person:
Uh-huh. Now in order to get to your rooms, you're going to have to go this way through the casino, veer to the left. Take a sharp right at the first giant palm tree. You'll see a group of blackjack tables. Not baccarat, not craps, blackjack. Keep going, then wind around to your left. If you get to the pool, you've gone too far, back up and take another right. You'll see a bank of elevators. Those aren't your elevators, stay away from them. But keep going, you'll see another bank of elevators, the gold elevators, those are yours. Take them up to the tenth floor, take a right at the end of the hall and you'll find your room. Any questions?
Clark Griswold:
Uh-uh-uh no not really. Russ!
Rusty:
Yeah, dad.
Clark Griswold:
Oh, there you are. Didja get that?
[last lines]
Harlan:
And that my friends is the story of how aliens attacked our sleepy little town. And to this day, people refuse to believe the truth about what happened. They would lead you to believe that I would embellish this story, that I would make it up, but we know the truth. Oh yeah, uh, two, two things I forgot to tell you. One, they never did get that probe near me. And two, as far as Chris McCormick, reopening the gold mines and putting everyone back to work... Well that my friends, is another story altogether.
Marty McFly:
[tombstone on photograph has "Clint Eastwood" appear on it] Listen! I'm not really feeling up to this today, so I'm gonna have to forfeit!
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Forfeit? *Forfeit*? [to his gang]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
What's that mean?
Buford's Gang Member #1:
Um, it means that you win without a fight.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Without shootin'? He can't do that. [shouts]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Hey, you can't do that! You know what I think? I think you ain't nothin' but a gutless yellow turd! And I'm givin' you to the count of ten to come out here and prove I'm wrong! One...
Marty McFly:
Doc... Come on. Sober up, buddy. Let's go. Come on.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Two...
Saloon Old-Timer #1:
You gotta get out there, son. I got $20 gold bet on you, so don't let me down.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Three...
Saloon Old-Timer #2:
I got $30 gold bet again' you, so don't let me down.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Four...
Saloon Old Timer #3:
You better face up to it, son, 'cause if you don't go out there...
Marty McFly:
What?
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Five...
Marty McFly:
What if I don't go out there?
Eyepatch:
You're a coward!
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Six...
Toothless:
And you'll be branded a coward for the rest of your days!
Saloon Old Timer #3:
Everybody everywhere will say, "Clint Eastwood is the biggest yellow-belly in the west."
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
[stops and thinks, turns to a gang member who holds up seven fingers] Seven...
Customer:
Here. [slides a gun to Marty]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Eight...
Marty McFly:
I already got a gun.
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Nine... [long pause]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
Ten! [pause]
Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen:
You hear me, runt? I said that's ten, you gutless, yellow, pie-slinger!
Marty McFly:
[thinks] He's an asshole! I don't care what Tannen says. And I don't care what anybody else says, either!
