Return of the Secaucus Seven (1980)

Bruce MacDonald: Mike

Quotes 

• Chip Hollister : [to a police officer]  Look, we didn't shoot the deer. We don't even have a gun!

  Chip Hollister : [to Mike and J. T]  They think we shot the deer.

  [rolls his eyes] 

  J.T. : How do you know it was shot, Mr. Hollister? No one said anything about a shooting.

  Mike Donnelly : It might've been knifed.

  J.T. : Or bludgeoned to death.

  Mike Donnelly : Or strangled with a silk stocking.

  J.T. : Or slowly poisoned.

  Mike Donnelly : You blew it, mister. You should've clammed up.

  J.T. : You're taking the fall, kid.

  Chip Hollister : Just as long as they don't search the car.

  Mike Donnelly : Oh, that's right. The glove compartment.

  J.T. : "Top aide nabbed in drug bust. Senator refuses comment."

  Chip Hollister : Give me a break!

  [Mike and J. T. laugh] 

• [they sit in a row in the bar mimicking a sports racing announcer] 

  Mike Donnelly : Sunday!

  Ron Desjardins : Sunday!

  Howie : Sunday!

  Mike Donnelly : At Washington Valley Speedway: thrills, chills, and spills!

  Ron Desjardins : [starts making racing car noises]  Varoommmm!

  Howie : Nitro-burning funny cars!

  Mike Donnelly : Joey Chitwood and his Auto Daredevils!

  Howie : Special appearance by Big Daddy Roth!

  Mike Donnelly : You'll laugh, you'll scream, you'll cry!

  Ron Desjardins : Sunday!

  Mike Donnelly : Stocks and dragsters burning rubber in the biggest event of the season! This very Sunday!

  Ron Desjardins : Sunday!

  Howie : Sunday!

  Mike Donnelly : Sunday!

  Bartender : [voice-over]  Howie!

  Howie : What?

  Bartender : It's your wife. The hotel's been calling.

  Howie : Oh... I gotta go. Catch you guys later.

  [he stands up and leaves] 

  Mike Donnelly : [waving to him]  Sunday!

• Frances Carlson : You know, I can't imagine you guys teaching. I mean, is it the same old stuff we got?

  Mike Donnelly : Well, I start the year with the Boston Police Strike.

  Irene Rosenblue : They let you teach *that*?

  Mike Donnelly : They let you teach just about anything, so long as you keep the students from knifing each other.

• [Mike is pretending to teach history class] 

  J.T. : Mr. Donnelly?

  Mike Donnelly : Yes, J. T.?

  J.T. : Coach says that you got socialistic tendencies. Is that right, Mr. Donnelly?

  Mike Donnelly : Coach is a running dog imperialist, J. T. Don't listen to him. Alright, now, the rest of you: if the Boston police went on strike tomorrow, what would White and Dukakis do? Would there be riots in Southie?

  [Katie hands him a cracker and cheese] 

  Mike Donnelly : Ah, it's Miss Sipriano from the English department.

  J.T. : Mr. Donnelly?

  Mike Donnelly : Yes, J. T.?

  J.T. : Coach says that you and Miss Sipriano are, uh, getting it on. Is that right, Mr. Donnelly?

  Mike Donnelly : Coach has a filthy, reactionary mind, J. T. Don't listen to him.

  Katie Sipriano : You guys are much too well-behaved. High school isn't what it used to be.

  Mike Donnelly : Yeah, it's mostly discipline. No matter how jazzed up and relevant I try to make the history, I'm still dealing with a roomfull of teenage libido.

  J.T. : Mr. Donnelly?

  Mike Donnelly : Yes, J. T.?

  J.T. : [flips him the bird]  Get bent, Mr. Donnelly.

  Mike Donnelly : [laughs]  Exactly. Exactly.