Teen Wolf (1985)

Michael J. Fox: Scott Howard

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• Coach Finstock : Look Scotty, I know what you're going through. Couple years back, a kid came to me much the same way you're coming to me now, saying the same thing that you're saying. He wanted to drop off the team. His mother was a widow, all crippled up. She was scrubbing floors. She had this pin in her hip. So he wanted to drop basketball and get a job. Now these were poor people, these were hungry people with real problems. Understand what I'm saying?

  Scott Howard : What happened to the kid?

  Coach Finstock : I don't know. He quit. He was a third stringer, I didn't need him.

• Scott Howard : Hi. I'd like a keg of beer please?

  Old man clerk : [looking at a newspaper]  You don't say.

  Scott Howard : Yeah. How much is that?

  Old man clerk : You little bastards just don't give up, do you? Listen, no I.D. no goddamn beer. Can't you get that through your thick skull?

  Scott Howard : [his eyes turn red and his voice changes]  Give me, a keg, of beer.

  [the clerk steps back in fear and go gets a keg, then Scott turns back to normal holding a thing of licorice] 

  Scott Howard : And these.

• Harold Howard : [upon seeing each other as werewolves]  An explanation is probably long overdue.

  Scott Howard : An explanation? Jesus Christ, dad! An explanation? Look at me! Look at you.

  Harold Howard : It's not as bad as it looks.

  Scott Howard : Wait a minute, wait a minute, dad. You mean you knew about this? You knew about this and you didn't tell me?

  Harold Howard : I was hoping I wouldn't have to. Sometimes it skips a generation. I was hoping it would pass you by.

  Scott Howard : Well, Dad it didn't pass me by. It landed on my face. What the hell am I gonna do?

  Harold Howard : [Scott slams his bedroom door behind him]  Scott, we really need to talk about this.

  Scott Howard : Forget it, dad. I don't want to talk. Go away.

• Scott Howard : Styles, I got something to tell you. It's kind of hard, but...

  Stiles : Look, are you gonna tell me you're a fag because if you're gonna tell me you're a fag, I don't think I can handle it.

  Scott Howard : I'm not a fag. I'm... a werewolf.

• Scott Howard : Listen, Stiles. Do you know anything about a rash that's going around?

  Stiles : Why, you looking to catch something?

  Scott Howard : No, I'm serious.

  Stiles : No... but I heard Mr. Murphy, you know, the shop teacher?

  Scott Howard : Yeah?

  Stiles : Got his dick caught in a vacuum cleaner.

• Vice Principal Thorne : Awful far from your side of the building aren't you, Howard?

  Scott Howard : No. I mean ye-yes, sir but the halls were wet.

  Vice Principal Thorne : Let me see your hands.

  Scott Howard : [nervously]  Sir?

  Vice Principal Thorne : Let me see your hands.

  [Scott shows Thorne his hands, he sighs] 

  Vice Principal Thorne : You wouldn't happen to have a marker on you, would you?

• Harold Howard : Listen son. You're going to be able to do a lot of things the other guys aren't.

  Scott Howard : Oh yeah, like chase cars, and bite the mailman?

• Scott Howard : [admiring himself in the mirror]  You are an animal! Woo!

• Scott Howard : These waves are mine.

• Scott Howard : [Scott is at the party and approaches Pam] 

  [to Pam] 

  Scott Howard : Are you looking for someone in particular?

  Pamela Wells : [to Scott, sarcastically]  Not you!

  [walks off] 

  Lisa 'Boof' Marconi : [to Scott drinking a beer]  There you go! She said two words to you.

• Stiles : Do the right thing.

  Scott Howard : That's all I wanna do, Stiles. That's all I wanna do.

• Scott Howard : I was with Stiles this afternoon.

  Harold Howard : I know.

  Scott Howard : You saw?

  Harold Howard : Yeah, I saw, unless that was another werewolf doing a handstand on top of Stiles' wolfmobile and making a fool of himself.

• Harold Howard : I was hoping it would pass you by.

  Scott Howard : Well, Dad it didn't pass me by. It landed on my face.

• [Rehearsing for the school play] 

  Scott Howard : Sergeant, burn the fields and when you're done with that, burn the house.

• Stiles : [his car is speeding by]  Boof, how the hell are you?

  Scott Howard : Say no.

  Lisa 'Boof' Marconi : [to Stiles]  No!

  Stiles : Great talking to you.

• Vice Principal Thorne : You may think that you are special here... but let me remind you that I am still the vice principal.

  Scott Howard : [In full werewolf mode and wearing sunglasses]  Hey, I'm no different than anyone else.

• Pamela : [Scott is a bit startled to see her dressed only in her bra and panties, in the school theatre dressing room]  Relax. We're just one big happy family in the theatre.

  Scott Howard : [With an awkward smile]  Yeah.

• Scott Howard : Give me a keg of beer... and these.

• Scott Howard : I'm trying to get a grip on this. I really am.

  Harold Howard : Is Thorne still on your back?

  Scott Howard : Yeah, Thorne, some Neanderthal named Mick, and the entire basketball team.

  Harold Howard : You've dug your own hole with those fellows, but this Thorne business is my fault.

  Scott Howard : What do you mean your fault?

  Harold Howard : It goes back a few years. As you know, I loved your mother since we were kids. We were meant for each other. But for some reason Rusty Thorne set his cap for her too. No matter what we tried, he wouldn't go away. One night, things got physical and...

  Scott Howard : And you turned into the werewolf.

  Harold Howard : Out of anger, Scott. I turned into the werewolf out of anger. In front of his beady, little eyes.

  Scott Howard : Was he scared?

  Harold Howard : Scared? He lost control of his bodily functions.