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Mark Stiggs: [speaking to Sponson about what wedding gift to buy for Lenore Schwab] She's real frail and introverted, she likes to dance to ballet and play her harp. We thought she'd be happier with a... machine gun.
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Mark Stiggs: [specifying the Gila Monster car to Ms Bunny] OK, Ms. Bunny! Number 1, we want zero miles to the gallon.
Oliver Cromwell 'O.C.' Ogilvie: Right. No MPGs. It has to be a vulgarlay inefficient mode of trasnportation.
Mark Stiggs: Loud, real loud. It has to generate a terrifyingly seismic field of noise. If we could combine really loud noise with the ugliness of poverty, we'd have the ideal car.
Mark Stiggs: ...making people think that you're poor, so they know you've got nothing to loose if they crash into your car....
Mark Stiggs: Here's a list of places I want this car to be totally unwelcome. Number one: funerals. Number two: affairs of state, you know, real formal ones...ones with...chamber music. Number three: wet golf greens. Number four: the acropolis.
Oliver Cromwell 'O.C.' Ogilvie: Ah, yes. Driving this car right in the acropolis should be completely horrifying to every civilized guy on earth.
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Oliver Cromwell 'O.C.' Ogilvie: [talking about the car dealer, Ms. Bunny] It was the last case that gramps had before he retired... she got off with a hung jury.
Mark Stiggs: They hung the whole jury?
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Oliver Cromwell 'O.C.' Ogilvie: I dunno about this, Stiggs. That goon has a gun!
Mark Stiggs: It's OK! He's crazy!
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[O.C. and Stiggs are at Lenora Schwab's wedding and are fooling with the Uzi they gave as a present.]
Randall: Hey, whatcha got?
Stiggs: Randall, how would you like to have more fun than you've ever had in your life?
Randall: I don't know. I've had a lot of fun. I have Legos, you know.
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Description
Robert Altman presents teen angst with a twist. Based on characters from National Lampoon Magazine, O.C. and Stiggs aren't your average unhappy teenagers. They not only despise their suburban surroundings, they plot against it. They seek revenge against the middle class Schwab family, who embody all they detest: middle class. In a film armed with vicious satire and hilarious surprises, suburbia will never be the same.
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