Fenderbaum Quotes in The Cannonball Run (1981)

Fenderbaum: We've got a secret weapon. God is our co-pilot!

The Greek: You'll need him!

Jamie Blake: *God* is our copilot?

Fenderbaum: Uh huh...

Jamie Blake: Remember our car?

Fenderbaum: Uh huh...

Jamie Blake: Two seats?

Fenderbaum: Two seats...

Jamie Blake: Where's he gonna sit?

[smack]

Jamie Blake: Where's he gonna sit?

[smack]

Fenderbaum: Isn't that J.J. McClure?

Jamie Blake: He's nothing. Don't worry about him. It's the Blimp next to him! The Blimp! When he puts on that mask, he'll blow your goddamn doors off!

Fenderbaum: [Fenderbaum and Blake's Ferrari drives alongside J.J.'s ambulance] Pull over! We want to give you our blessing!

Victor Prinsi: J.J., there are two priests in that car. They want us to pull over.

J.J. McClure: Victor, that's two priests driving a Ferrari. When's the last time you saw two priests drive a Ferrari? What are they doing, taking home the bingo money?

Victor Prinsi: No, they're doing the work of the Lord. In a Ferrari, they can just do it faster.

Fenderbaum: [noticing Blake acting oddly at bar] What is it?

Jamie Blake: Look at the chicks! Boy, if we were Methodists, what a shot we could have had of getting laid right here.

[guy at bar overhearing spits his drink out]

Jamie Blake: I just want to thank you for informin' them about us back in Missouri. You know, how we're flashers and sex maniacs.

J.J. McClure: Well, I was just repayin' you for what you and the chocolate monk did back in Ohio.

Fenderbaum: Chocolate Monk?

Jamie Blake: He can say that. Yeah, he can say that, cause he's ridin' around with the "Good Year" blimp!

J.J. McClure: [Looking at Vic] He can say that. He can say that cause if I had the time, I'd take those rosary beads and shove em up your nose.

Jamie Blake: These rosary beads? Up this nose?

J.J. McClure: Yeah.

Jamie Blake: Will ya take a little advice? Bring friends.

Fenderbaum: Ha! Lots of em.

Fenderbaum: Why'd he call me Shorty?

Jamie Blake: 'Cause you're small. Small. S - M - all.

[Brad drives through the bar on his motorcycle]

Fenderbaum: What in the hell was that?

Jamie Blake: Oh, that must've been the entry of the National Safety Council.

Fenderbaum: [a cop stops Blake and Fenderbaum]

[shouts]

Fenderbaum: J.J., you son of a?

Victor Prinsi: Thank you, Father.

Fenderbaum: Why don't you take that piece of shit back to the junkyard?

[laughs and drives away]

Fenderbaum: It's General Patton and general admission.

[He and Blake laugh]

J.J. McClure: Heckle and Jeckle dressed as cops. They oughta arrest their minds for vagrancy.

Fenderbaum: I been called a lot of things but I ain't never been called no commie.

Blake: I ain't even a Democrat!

Blake: We're gonna die. We're gonna die, we're gonna die. What do you think they're gonna do to us?

Fenderbaum: I don't know what they're gonna do to you, but since Mr. T ain't here, I'll be too busy licking their boots to see.

Blake: Is the Blimp driving?

Fenderbaum: No, it's the General.

Blake: The General? Oh, I'm gonna make a private outta him.

Blake: Don't you worry, 'cause you know what I'm gonna do?

Fenderbaum: What?

Blake: I'm gonna take this car, and I'm gonna turn so that I block the whole highway sideways. And when they come, they're gonna have a choice, either to ditch it, or ram right straight into us.

Fenderbaum: Yeah. Yeah. Ditch it or... ram STRAIGHT INTO US?

Blake: Yup.

Don Don Canneloni: Can I buy you a drink?

Fenderbaum: But of course.

Don Don Canneloni: Cherice? Cherice?

[Don Don looks over and sees the fight taking place]

Don Don Canneloni: Oh, they seem to be so busy.

Blake, Fenderbaum: [in unison] J.J. That son of a bitch!