Happy Days

Fonzie: (referring to Marion) I think I'm gonna have to hit her! Howard: No, you're not gonna hit my wife! Fonzie: Oh, yeah? Well, then I'm gonna hit you! Richie: You can't hit my dad! Fonzie: All right! I'll hit you! Howard: You can't hit my son. Fonzie: Well, I gotta hit somebody. You know where Potsie is?! Howard: Look, Fonzie... Fonzie: All right, all right, I know, I'm going. I'm going. But I'm not going because I just got yelled at, and I'm not going because she thinks she's right and I'm wrong. I'm going because I'm a sweetheart of a guy!

Arnold: I'm getting married. I can't believe it. You know who made it all possible? Ralph: Who? Arnold: The Fonz. Fonzie: Hey, don't blame me for your problems.

(Fonzie refuses to wear a kimono.) Fonzie: The Fonz don't dabble in female attire. Richie: Well, Fonz, this isn't a dress. Fonzie: Hey, let me put an end to this discourse right now, huh? One question: does it have a fly? Richie: No. Fonzie: I rest my case.

Howard: How are you doing, Arnold? You got the jitters? Arnold: No, no, we took a blood test. We're fine.

Fonzie: The only shot that those two people have is if I stay out of it. The Fonzarelli Curse cannot be broken. It's ridiculous to try. That's it, that's all, and that's goodbye. Marion: Fonzie, sit on it! Joanie: Everybody duck!