OK, I looking for another loud-mouth volunteer. [brief pause] No volunteer? Good, very good.
S3 E6Richie Fights Back
Cunningham, with that Howdy Doody face, you could only be so tough. But I'll tell you somethin'. I'll tell you somethin'. Now, with a li'l practice, there's always hope.
[brief pause, then Richie grabs a hold of Fonzie's shirt real tight]
[screams bloody murder] DON'T EVER GRAB ME AGAIN!!!!
What?!
[Richie lets go of Fonzie's shirt]
[in a pleasant tone] Just practicin'.
Well there. You see, it wasn't bad. It's not good, either. Wasn't bad. Now, listen; what you gotta do is you gotta, like, don't yell. You gotta keep it low, see? Now, make it more threatening.
[threateningly] Don't ever grab me again.
All right, now, clench your teeth.
[clenches his teeth with his lips] Don't ever grab me again.
Not your lips, your TEETH!
[clenches his teeth with his entire teeth] Don't ever grab me again.
Hey, that's good. Now, raise up your chin and look me square in the eye.
[looks up at Fonzie in the eye and clenches his teeth] Don't ever grab me again.
All right, now, saunter. Saunter!
[saunters right to the door and still clenches his teeth] Don't ever grab me again! [Vivian appears, and Richie looks up at her like the Fonz told him] Don't ever grab me again!
[shocked] I've lost counts. Do you want, I mean, I should start over again?
[still clenches his teeth at Vivian] I mean, don't come back for another hour! [Vivian disappears, scared and shocked, and Richie smiles to show Fonzie how it works] Hey, how's that, Fonz?
[worries about Vivian] Well, I wanted her back now.
[Richie appears at the breakfast table in the kitchen]
Hey, Rich.
Good morning, Richie. Would you like Corn Flakes for breakfast, dear?
[clenches his teeth at his mother] I never want Corn Flakes again. Oatmeal.
Well, I thought you liked Corn Fla--
[slaps the table, then screams at her] OATMEAL!!!!
I'll make oatmeal. [storms to grab a canister of "Quaker Oats" oatmeal, then looks at her son, shocked, with her hand to her heart]
[shocked, then angry] What kind of a way is that to talk to your mother?!
[sweetly] Oh, I'm sorry, Mom. Corn Flakes are OK. You see, I tried out some of the advice that the Fonz gave me the other night. And he said that if you sound tough, people listen, and it works!
Boy, I say! [to Marion, pointing to Joanie and Richie from right to left] This one with her "hi-schow" and this one yelling like King Kong! [throws his napkin on the table and storms to the door] Who could eat breakfast around here?! I'm going down to the store.
You're going nowhere. Sit down! [Howard sits right back down] And start eating, Howie! All of you, EAT! [smiles and has her thumb up] And chalk one up for the Fonz.
Fonzie (with one or both thumbs up): AAAAAAAY!
WHOA!
Correct-amundo.
Sit on it!
Hey, Bucko!
Richie [singing like Fats Domino]: I found my thrill, on Blueberry Hill.
Yowsah, Yowsah, Yowsah!
I still got it!
Yeeeep, yep yep yep yep yep...
Wah, wah, wah!
What a hunk!
Are you getting frisky, Howard?
Jiminy Crickets!
You've got to get a name. (This is in reference to Richie's nameless rock band)
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