Jonathan Silverman credited as playing...
Richard Parker
- Richard Parker: This is the note. Listen. "Richard Parker and I stole this money from the company to pay for my sex-change operation."
- Larry Wilson: What?
- Richard Parker: That's what it says.
- Larry Wilson: "Now he tells me he loves someone else. I can't live with that, and niether will he." It's got my name written on it!
- Richard Parker: Oh God.
- Larry Wilson: Son of a bitch. I mean, it's not bad enough that he's trying to kill me. Now he's trying to turn me into a drag queen. Why couldn't he have said you were going to have the operation?
- Richard Parker: It doesn't matter, Larry, it doesn't matter.
- Larry Wilson: Oh, yes it does matter, Richard, it does matter. I have a reputation to protect here!
- Richard Parker: For Christ's sake, Larry! No one is going to have a sex-change operation, huh?
- Larry Wilson: Oh yeah. I've gotta call the cops!
- Larry Wilson: [on the rooftop of Larry's father's apartment] You think it's safe to go in the water?
- Richard Parker: Nah, better not. You just ate. You might get cramps.
- Larry Wilson: I'll risk it.
- Larry Wilson: I have an idea!
- Richard Parker: [shouting] What? What is it?
- Larry Wilson: Lomax told whoever he was talking to not to kill us while he's around.
- Richard Parker: Yes, but Bernie's dead. He's not around anymore.
- Larry Wilson: Yeah. I know that. You know that. Nobody else knows that.
- Larry Wilson: God, that guy; beautiful apartment, house at the beach, babes, boat, car. Do you know how much it costs to park a car in Manhattan every month? More than my rent.
- Richard Parker: Well, I mean it's only fair. His car is a bit bigger than your apartment.
- Larry Wilson: And... I lose again.
- Richard Parker: I won. Lar, I have a date.
- Larry Wilson: You're kidding?
- Richard Parker: No. Gwen and I, Thursday night, 8:00pm, dinner!
- Larry Wilson: Fabulous!
- [Larry high-fives Richard]
- Richard Parker: It was the clumsy approach. It worked.
- Larry Wilson: You're gonna wanna borrow my apartment.
- Richard Parker: Oh no, but thank you. That's sweet, but I can't do that to you. Thank you.
- Larry Wilson: Rich, if she finds out you live with your folks, you're gonna embarrass yourself.
- Richard Parker: Yeah. Yeah, I know. But I can't do that to you, Larry.
- Larry Wilson: It's the coackroaches isn't it?
- Richard Parker: Well...
- Larry Wilson: They scatter when the light goes on.
- Larry Wilson: [Paulie enters the beach house and shoots Bernie] Company...
- Richard Parker: I didn't see anything. I was looking at my watch.
- Larry Wilson: [closes eyes and waves hands] I'm blind!
- [Paulie, unconvinced, points his gun at Richard and Larry. Gwen gasps as Paulie pulls the trigger, but the chamber is empty]
- Larry Wilson: It's empty.
- Paulie, Vito's Hit Man: That's right.
- [opens up jacket, revealing another gun]
- Paulie, Vito's Hit Man: But this ain't!
- Larry Wilson: [at Bernie's beach house] Now all of this could be yours if you set your goals and work hard.
- Richard Parker: My old man worked hard. All they did was give him more work. Ah!
- Tawny: [appears in a bikini] Bernie?
- [to Larry & Richard]
- Tawny: Hi! Is Bernie around?
- Larry Wilson: Hello. No, we haven't seen him, but we just got here. We're gonna be here all weekend. We're house-guests.
- Tawny: [grabs the keys to Bernie's boat] Well, tell him Tawny borrowed his boat to go skiing.
- Larry Wilson: Hi, Tawny. I'm horny.
- Tawny: Oh, Hi. Look, don't forget to tell Bernie, okay?
- Richard Parker: Okay.
- Richard Parker: Uh, Tawny, you wouldn't happen to know where Bernie is, would ya?
- Tawny: Oh, he's probably making the rounds. Everybody parties from house to house, but they always end up here sooner or later. Bye!
- [Tawny runs off]
- Larry Wilson: And you didn't wanna come.
- Richard Parker: I was wrong. I admit it, I was wrong.
- Gwen Saunders: Richard, just tell me what is going on!
- Larry Wilson: [comes down the stairs, dragging Bernie's body by the leg] Look honey, Bernie's dead, they guys that killed 'em are now after us, can we hide out at your place or what?
- [throws down Bernie's leg as he reaches the bottom of the staircase]
- Larry Wilson: .
- Gwen Saunders: [eyes as big as golf balls]
- Larry Wilson: [sees Gwen's horrified expression, holds up Bernie's head] It's just Bernie!
- [bangs Bernie's head against the stair support railing]
- Gwen Saunders: [covers her mouth quietly screaming in a high pitched squeal] Aaaaah! Aaaah!
- Richard Parker: Gwen, we didn't do this to him!
- [Gwen, mouth still covered, begins looking wildly back and forth between Richard and Larry, slowly shaking her head and backing away]
- Richard Parker: Look at us! Do we look like the kind of people who could kill someone?
- Larry Wilson: [handing Gwen a drink] Come on, honey, sit down, take a load off, have a drink, you'll be fine!
- Richard Parker: Let me rephrase that! Do *I* look like the kind of person that could kill someone?
- Gwen Saunders: [whispering] Richard! Richard, there's a man... in his underwear... in your kitchen.
- Richard Parker: [whispering] It's ok. He's with me. He's my, um... my butler.
- Gwen Saunders: You have a butler?
- Richard Parker: Yeah, it's okay, shh... he'll go away.
- Jack Parker, Richard's Dad: [walks back from the kitchen, spots Richard and Gwen on the couch] Oh. Oh! I didn't realize you had company. Good evening, young lady.
- Richard Parker: That's all right, Monroe. Yes, would you just go lay out my blue pinstripe for the morning?
- Jack Parker, Richard's Dad: How about if I lay you out?
- Richard Parker: Very well.
- Richard Parker: Well, you're a half hour late.
- Larry Wilson: Only half hour? I'm usually forty-five minutes late. I'm early today.
- [the first "killer" enters opens the front door with Richard standing behind it with a fire log]
- Beach Bum: You in here, Lomax, you little bastard?
- [Richard swings, but misses when the bum turns his head]
- Beach Bum: You jerk?
- [He swings again, but misses again...]
- Beach Bum: Kick me in the ass. It's my turn now.
- [... before finally whacking the bum's head, knocking him unconscious]
- Richard Parker: Got him, Lar.
- Richard Parker: Paddling... In the Atlantic Ocean... On a dead body. This is now the perfect weekend. It started when I almost broke my leg jumping on a moving ferry. I get to this beautiful beach and my host... Sorry! He's dead! I fell down a lighthouse. I had a corpse wash up next to me on the shore. I then I find out that my dead boss? He's not only a thief; he wants to kill me! I almost drown. The girl of my dreams now thinks I'm a raving lunatic. And now we're going back to the house of death.
- Larry Wilson: Great weekend, huh?
- Richard Parker: Great weekend!
- Larry Wilson: [at the office on a hot Sunday] Let's go to the beach.
- Richard Parker: No.
- Larry Wilson: We're gonna be here our whole lives.
- Richard Parker: Yeah, I'm afraid so.
- Larry Wilson: [grabs Richard's papers] I'm going to the beach.
- Richard Parker: What are you doing-What are you doing? Gimme those papers.
- Larry Wilson: These papers are going to the beach!
- Richard Parker: We are not going to the beach.
- Larry Wilson: Want these? They're coming to the beach.
- Richard Parker: [mumbles] Yes, we're going to the beach.
- Larry Wilson: Wilson at the five! Oh, that was beautiful! Replay!
- [Richard chases Larry, who runs for the elevator]
- Richard Parker: [yells] Gimme those papers!
- Richard Parker: Larry.
- [points to the kid burying Bernie in the sand]
- Richard Parker: Excuse me.
- Larry Wilson: Hey kid, what are you doing?
- Bratty Kid: What do you want?
- Larry Wilson: Hey you little brat get out of there!
- Richard Parker: You can't bury him this is private property.
- [kid continues to throw sand on top of Bernie ignoring Larry and Richard]
- Larry Wilson: Hey you!
- Bratty Kid: You talking to me?
- Larry Wilson: Yeah!
- Bratty Kid: Well shut up!
- Larry Wilson: Who are you talking to you lousy son-
- [Larry and Richard rush down to confront the kid]
- Richard Parker: You better be gone by the time we get there, scram, get out of here!
- Bratty Kid: How would you like to kiss this!
- [Kid slaps his buttock while running away with Bernie's sunglasses]
- Larry Wilson: Kiss my ass! What kind of home training is that?
- Richard Parker: He buried all of Bernie.
- [Larry and Richard grab a leg and struggle to free Bernie from the sand]