The Best Ricky Butler Quotes

Ricky: Yo, Rumsfield!

Reuben: Okay, hep kids! Get off my car!
Ricky: Dude, it's cool, you should hang with us! We called the Pizza Dude!
Reuben: YOU IDIOT, YOU SUBMORON, YOU!

[last lines]
Ricky: God I love this street.

Ricky: Hey, Mrs. Rumsfield, no tan lines. Looks nice.
Mark: That kid next door's a meatball.

Ricky: Green sky at morning, neighbor take warning.
Ray: Green sky at night?
Ricky: Neighbor take flight?

Ricky: Ya know, did you ever see the movie, "The Sentinel", Mr. Peterson? It's about the old guy who owned the apartment, which is kind of like the, uh, gateway to Hell?
Ray: No, I... I didn't see that.
Ricky: Oh, well, I was doing some thinking. And, you know, being that their last house burnt down and all, it's like, maybe... somebody left the gate open.
[a generator starts up from the Klopek's basement]
Art: It's them. They're movin' around again. Ya know... it was a night just like this that it happened.
Ricky: What happened, Mr. Weingartner?
Art: Oh, it was a long time ago, Ricky. Hinkley Hills was a lot smaller then... safer too! You never had to lock your doors. Everybody knew everybody. I must have been maybe oh nine - ten years-old. You know where the big mall is?
Ricky: Yeah.
Art: Well, there used to be a big drugstore on the corner there, had a big soda fountain, remember?
Ray: Yeah.
Art: Yeah, and the guy who ran it was a - was a rotund guy, had glasses. His name was Skip. Lived over on Elm, had a wife, a couple of kids, ya know? Not too sharp, I mean, hey the guy's 40 years old, he's wearing a paper hat and he's makin' cherry Cokes, it's a cinch he's not runnin' for governor, right?
[Ricky chuckles]
Art: Anyway, it got hot that summer, I remember it got REAL hot. It was sweltering. Ya know that heat where your underwear sweats and it crawls up the... anyway, it's hot, okay? And they start... they start smellin' this... this really vile stench over on Elm and they figure it's comin' from Skip's place. And no one wants to say anything, I mean, what do you do, go knock on the guys door, "Hi, you're house stinks"? So - so people are trying to ignore it, right? They're trying to pretend it - it isn't happening. A-and you know those pine things? They're trying to cover up with those pine things that you can put in cars. People are hanging those on their porches.
[Ricky laughs]
Art: Oh, you think that's funny, Rick?
Ricky: Well, yeah.
Art: Well yeah - let me tell you what happened next, OK. The state health inspector shows up. They go over, they talk to Skip, he says he's got a sump pump problem. They leave. Hey, they guy's got a sewer problem, he says he'll look after it, everything's okay, right?
Ricky: Right.
Art: Wrong. A couple hours later there's smoke pouring out of the windows of Skip's house. The firemen show up, they go into Skip's house. Ya know what they find?
Ricky: What?
Art: Skip's family, dead. Murdered... by Skip... weeks earlier... with an ice pick. Yeah, the guy killed his own family with an ice pick. Yeah... yeah just put 'em in the cool basement, covered 'em up with a sheet and went back to makin' ice cream treats for the townsfolk. Only thing... Skip didn't count on there being a big heat wave that summer. You know what that was that all those people were smelling over on Elm, Ricky?
Ricky: What?
Art: Skip's family's bodies, decomposing in the summer heat
[Ricky whistles]
Art: . Yeah apparently, one day Skip made just made one too many lemon phosphates,
[snaps fingers]
Art: El snappo!

Ricky: Hey, hey, hey, Rumsfield! Dude! What are you doing with the gun?
Mark: Just shut up and paint your goddam house!
Ricky: Whoa! Fine.

Mark: Ricky, get this lame-o out of your yard.
Ricky: [puts his arm around his friend] Get out of my yard, Lame-o!