Jeff Conaway: Kenickie
Kenickie : Hey Rizzo, I hear you're knocked up.
Rizzo : You do huh? Boy, good new really travels fast.
[shoots Marty a look of contempt]
Kenickie : Hey listen, why didn'tcha tell me?
Rizzo : What's it to ya?
Kenickie : Anything I can do?
Rizzo : You did enough!
Kenickie : I don't run away from my mistakes
Rizzo : Don't worry about it Kenickie, it was somebody else's mistake.
Kenickie : Thanks a lot kid.
[Kenickie walks away]
Rizzo : [calls out to Kenickie] Any time...
Danny : Hey guys, look!
Kenickie : Ladies and gentlemen! Dingleberries On Parade!
Sonny : Yeah
[football player gets his foot stuck in his helmet]
Doody : Hey, look! You really put your foot into it this time, Chisum!
Putzie : Yeah, try hopscotch, you hot dog!
Sonny : [laughter] What a gavone! Gumdrops, man.
[Rizzo and Kenickie are making out in Kenickie's car, crawling into the backseat together]
Kenickie : Oooh, Riz... Riz...
Rizzo : Would you call me by my first name?
Kenickie : Ooohh, uhhh... ooohh... uhh...
Rizzo : Betty.
Kenickie : Betty, Betty...
[says her name several times, in increasing passion]
Rizzo : Hey... ya got something?
Kenickie : Are you kidding?
[Sits up and gets a condom out of his wallet]
Kenickie : My 25-cent insurance policy.
Rizzo : Big spender!
[Kenickie opens the condom packet, is shocked as he finds it broken]
Rizzo : What?
Kenickie : It broke!
Rizzo : How could it break?
Kenickie : I bought it when I was in the seventh grade.
[the two spend a long nervous moment considering the situation, but look to each other with growing lust]
Rizzo : What the Hell...
[Rizzo grabs Kenickie, and they resume making out]
Kenickie : [muffled] Oh Betty...
Kenickie : You're cruisin' for a bruisin'
Kenickie : [Kenickie, Rizzo and Frenchie are left alone at the diner] Oh, great. I get stuck with the check again.
[Looks at Rizzo]
Kenickie : Gimme money.
[Rizzo glares at him]
Kenickie : Okay, what's with you tonight, huh? You got the personality of a wet mop!
Rizzo : Don't start with me!
Kenickie : Oh, sure! Fine! Eureka! How 'bout I finish with ya, huh?
Rizzo : Finish this!
[She throws her milkshake in his face, and then throws him his T-Bird jacket]
Rizzo : To you from me, PinkyLee! Sorry, French.
Kenickie : [Chasing after Rizzo] Hey! Rizzo! I wanna talk to you! NOW!