Breaking Away (1979)

Moocher: Mike, the time comes when we just all have to go our own ways, you know.
Mike: Oh, you're a real adult, aren't ya. B-town boy grows up.

Mike: You want to tell me who did it?
Cyril: It was dark... All I can tell your for sure is that they all wore Brut after-shave and reeked of Lavoris.

Mom: What's the matter?
Dad: He's shavin'.
Mom: Well... so what?
Dad: ...his legs.

Dave: Pop, can I have this Saturday off?
Dad: Hell no.
Dave: Eh, just this once, Pop. The Italians are coming Saturday.
Dad: I don't care if the second coming's coming.

Mike: That's the place to be right there, Wyoming! Nothin' but prairies and mountains and nobody around. All you need is your bed roll and a good horse.
Cyril: Don't forget your toothbrush! You're still in your cavity-prone years.

Cyril: I sure miss playing basketball. I got depressed as hell when my athlete's foot and jock itch went away.

Dave: Buon giorno, papa.
Dad: I'm not "papa." I'm your god-damned father.

Dave: Have a nice trip.
Katherine: You too.
Dave: But I'm not going anywhere.
Katherine: I don't know about that.

Dad: No, I don't feel lucky to be alive! I feel lucky I'm not dead. There's a difference.