Curt Quotes in Class of 1999 (1990)

[Mr. Hardin arrives at the Detention Zone]

Cody: Curt! Curt!

Mr. Hardin: [yells] Wanna rumble? Come on! COME ON!

Cody: You come on. Come on!

[Cody and Curt fires their machine guns at Hardin, but with no effect. They fire again at Hardin, but still no avail. Hardin, revealing himself as an android, self-chops off his right arm, unleashing a metallic claw]

Cody: [to Christy] Run! Run!

Mr. Hardin: I'm still coming.

[Christy tries to escape, but the gates immediately close and lock]

Christie: [screams] Help! Help!

[Hardin comes toward Cody and Curt. He smacks Curt, then he grabs Curt's head with his claw while choking Cody's neck]

Mr. Hardin: [to Curt] I'd love... to mold your mind.

Curt: [last words as Hardin operates a drill in his claw] You son-of-a-bitch! Goddamn you!

[Hardin drills into Curt's forehead, instantly killing him; Christy helplessly screams at its horrifying scene while Hardin yells]

Curt: May I keep my word or Beelzebub will find me.

Curt: [referring to Beige] Poor bastard is so old he creaks like "The Inner Sanctum!"

Cora Brown: [Gyrating sensually to music] Anybody feel like dancing?

Cora Brown: [to Curt] How 'bout you, showboat?

Curt: [Despite her attractiveness, her husband is in the room] Music's a little hard to dance to.

Cora Brown: I want to see some smoldering glances down at the old corral.

[sighing with frustration]

Cora Brown: Com'on, Goddamn it! I want Gothic ranch action around here! I want some desire under the elms!

Marty: Okay, my turn! Jules!

Jules: Mmm?

Marty: Truth or dare?

Jules: Let's go dare.

Marty: All right. I dare you... to make out with...

Curt: Please say "Dana," please say "Dana," please say "Dana."

Marty: ...that moose, over there.

Dana: Um, Marty? Have you ever seen a moose before?

Marty: Whatever that mysterious beast is.

Curt: That's a wolf.

Holden: That's clearly a wolf.

Curt: [to Dana] You shoud read... this. Gurovsky. Now, this is way more interesting. Also, Bennett doesn't know it by heart, so he'll think you're insightful. And you have no pants.

[Curt sees that Jules is holding textbooks about Soviet economics and the Cold War]

Curt: What is this? What are these? What are you doing with these?

Dana: Okay. I get it. I'll leave the books.

Curt: [angrily to Jules] No, no, no. Who gave you these? Who taught you about these?

Jules: I learned it from you! Okay? I learned it from watching you!

[She runs out of the room in tears. Curt laughs]

Curt: [while staring at the lake] Hey, what is that?

Dana: What?

Curt: In the lake, right there.

Dana: Oh, come on.

Dana: You guys, I'm serious. There! There! God, it looks just like my girlfriend!

[pushes Jules into the water]

Curt: Look, you guys just stay in the Rambler. I'll get help. If I wipe out, I'll fucking limp for help. But I'm coming back here. I'm coming back with cops and choppers and large fucking guns, and those things are going to pay... For Jules.

Curt: [seeing old gas pump] I'm thinking this thing doesn't take credit cards.

Marty: I don't think it knows about money.

[the Zombie Redneck Torture Family are attacking the cabin]

Curt: Look. We gotta lock this place down.

Marty: He's right.

Curt: We'll go room by room. Barricade every window and door. We gotta play it safe. No matter what happens, we have to stay together.

Hadley: [Watching the kids from the control room, Hadley slaps his forehead] Fuck!

Sitterson: Calm down. Watch the master work.

[Sitterson pushes buttons on the control panel. A grille opens in a cabin wall and a gas pours through it; Curt enters the room and is affected by the gas at once]

Curt: This isn't right.

Holden: What? What's the matter?

Curt: Th-This isn't right. We should split up. We-We can cover more ground that way.

Holden: [also affected by the gas] Yeah... Yeah. Good idea.

Marty: [in disbelief that they just said something so stupid] Really?

[a zombie's axe crashes through a wall]

Curt: You guys, you guys, get in your rooms.

[Marty has a protesting expression as his friends run to different rooms. Cut to Hadley placidly eating popcorn]

Hadley: Lock 'em in.

Jamal: Eve thought she saw a snake out there.

Curt: Wait. She saw a snake? Did you get a good look at it?

Eve: It looked like a black snake.

Jamal: A black mamba.

Shelly: A black mamba?

Jamal: Yeah. A big one.

Gary: Those things are like seriously dangerous.

Dana: Should we move camp?

Curt: It wasn't a black mamba. The mamba is an African snake. Only place you're going to see them are zoos and habitats. So we don't need to move. We're fine. Could have been a cottonmouth. They're pretty dangerous as well. Not as bad as a mamba but be careful guys.

Jamal: All I know is, it was big and black.

Eve: Yeah.

Customs Officer: American?

Curt: Yeah.

Customs Officer: Fingerprints.

Curt: Why?

Customs Officer: You take our fingerprints. So... we take yours.