“-A… -What does that mean? -A means fantastic. -Oh, this job is so educational. -I mean, how come you don’t get to pay anything? -How come? Cause I’m the fonz!”
“Hey, now, wait a minute! I don’t understand something here. I practice all week until I limp home and I gotta soak my feet. I spend 18 dollars and 50 cents on a monkey suit. Two nerds come to my room and lock me in my bathroom and start calling me names. Sherlock Holmes here, chases me and starts yelling at me. Cunningham, he, Cunningham over there, he starts threatening me with physical violence. Shortcake kicks me in the leg. And you wanna go home happy. Well, let me tell you something, you’re not going anywhere, lady! The Fonz wants to dance.”
