Rip Quotes in Surf School (2006)

Rip: [to Tyler] Well, well, well, if it isn't old Southern Cali again. Aren't you, uh, running a little late for your spray-on tan appointment? The old Ripter's got a little beach recipe for you. First, you add a little take a hike, and you blend in a little asshole. You know what I call it? Take a hike, asshole.

Rip: Look, Larry, if you're gonna rip with the big boys, you got to learn to understand women.

Taz: Uh, not the best advice, Ripster. Dude's a total virgin.

Mo: Yeah, man. The only booty call he's ever seen starred Jamie Foxx.

Rip: Is that true, Larry?

Larry: No. Actually I didn't catch Booty Call. I had an S.A.T. review course. And mother thinks Jamie Foxx is a potty-mouth.

Rip: Larry, are you a virgin, man?

Larry: Yes.

Rip: Wow, man. I haven't seen one of you around here since "Grinder Teeth" took out little Jimmy McGee behind the dumpster at the pomegranate hut.

Rip: Hey, you guys want to see a triple-fart bubble?

Rip: Larry, your balls are so dried up, I can see them swinging off my rear-view mirror halfway to Turkey.

Larry: Boris says he has big plans for me tonight.

Rip: The way I see it, you got two choices here. You can sit around all mopey-faced like your grandmother got her ass cheek ripped of by a hammerhead shark, or you can hope that tomorrow the surf gods grant you a tasty curl out there, all right?

Rip: This is not recess. Everyone is accountable.

Rip: Julian, who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You're a junkie.

Rip: Well, don't slack off, man. Don't be a bum.

Clay: Like you?

Rip: Just like me.

Rip: Got a minute, sweetheart?

Julian: Surely.

Rip: We gots to talk business, friend.

Julian: Oh, no, all you need to do is relax. I'm gonna pay you back; all you have to do is *trust* me.

Rip: I don't wanna trust you, Julian, I just want my 50 K, all right?

Julian: Patience is next to Godliness, Rip, didn't I ever tell you that? Actually, it's the flip side of cleanliness, but it's still *pretty* fucking important if you ask me.

Rip: Then what the hell are we talking about, Julian?

Julian: We're talking about you giving me a G on spec.

Rip: No. No. No way.

Julian: Listen, listen...

Rip: You're crazy. Forget about it.

Julian: Come on. There's these girls... falling all over me... for some blow. Come on.

Rip: [pauses, hands him the coke] This is the last time.

Julian: As soon as the club deal goes through, I'm recashing you every penny.

Rip: I hope so.

Julian: Well, don't hope... trust!

Rip: Do you have something for me?

Julian: I had it all worked out. Christ. At least I thought I did.

[long pause]

Julian: I fucked up. I don't have any money. I don't know... I don't know where I'm going to get it.

Rip: [long pause] Julian, this cannot go on forever. You owe me a lot of cash, and I'm carrying you like I'm stupid.

Julian: I know, I know. Just... just please don't cut me off, okay?

Rip: I'm not the problem here. Julian is the problem.

Rip: I may be crippled all my life, but I'll be rich!

Sam Clayton: What the hell happened to you?

Rip: I got dupped by that goddamn kid! But now it's your turn!