Robert Darnell: Michael Cunningham
Michael Cunningham : Your mother and I have decided to buy you a new car.
Arnie Cunningham : [to his mother] That's what everyone wants isn't it? Well, fuck you. I'm going to fix up Christine.
[walks away, his dad gets up and confronts him and grabs him by the shoulder]
Michael Cunningham : Listen, mister me and your mother have taken disrespect from you once too many times! Now, you go in there and apologize right now!
Arnie Cunningham : [grabs him by the neck] Keep your mitts off me, motherfucker! I'm hittin' the sack.
Regina Cunningham : How could you have let him do this?
Dennis Guilder : I didn't let him. I mean he wanted the car and he bought it. I tried to talk him out of it, in fact.
Regina Cunningham : Mm, I doubt that you tried very hard.
Dennis Guilder : Yeah, well I'm going home.
Regina Cunningham : I think you should.
Arnie Cunningham : OK that's it, I'm getting the fuck out of here!
Michael Cunningham : Oh, Arnie, now what kind of language is that?
Regina Cunningham : WHAT did you say? What did you say?
Arnie Cunningham : Look, you wanted me in college courses, I'm there. You wanted me in the chess club instead of the band, OK, I'm there too. Now I managed to get through seventeen years without embarrassing your bridge club or landing jail! Now I'm telling you, I'm gonna have this, this one thing!
Regina Cunningham : You are not keeping any car at this house!
Arnie Cunningham : Fine!