Fitting?

"it's butt ass cold outside and I'm fresh out of beer"
Anybody know what movie this is from and who said it?

It's a perfect line for today. Everythings cancelled. Ollie's staying home. Dylan's sleeping. I'm bored.

In response to my first comment, I googled Grumpy Old Men and pasted some of the more memorable quotes below. This kind of weather makes me wonder how ornery I'll be at 70 if I'm still dealing with this butt ass cold. If I am still here I want a neighbor I can belittle and fight with.

Max Goldman: Good morning, dickhead.
John Gustafson: Hello, moron.

Grandpa Gustafson: [after a swig of an alcoholic beverage] Breakfast.

Grandpa Gustafson: Looks like Chuck's taking old one-eye to the optometrist.

Max Goldman: Do me a favor. Put your lip over your head... and swallow.

Grandpa Gustafson: Kids; Can't live with them, can't shoot them.

Max Goldman: Up yours, Gustafson.

Max Goldman: When I had an ulcer, I was farting razor blades.

Max Goldman: Well he started it!
Jacob: Oh, Gustafson started every fight since 1940.
Max Goldman: 1938!

Max Goldman: If I had known I would be doing a nude scene, I'd have asked for another million.

Max Goldman: Hey dickhead you win the lottery?

Max Goldman: Did you win the Lottery Dickhead?
John Gustafson: Enjoy your shower Smart Ass?

John Gustafson: [Bragging about his sexual escapades] I've laid more pipe in this town than Wabasha Plumbing.

Max Goldman: Hey, watch your mouth you dumb friggin' Swede.

John Gustafson: We did the horizontal mambo.

Ariel Truax: Gay or straight?
John Gustafson: Huh?
Ariel Truax: Heterosexual or homosexual?
John Gustafson: Geez Louise!
Ariel Truax: Well, it's a perfectly legitimate question.
John Gustafson: Well, maybe in California, but here in Minnesota... Who-ho-ho-ho!

John Gustafson: You're supposed to be smoking filter cigarettes.
Grandpa Gustafson: I'm 94 years old. What the hell do I care?

Max Goldman: You mean the low-life, ass-wipe, egg-sucker John Gustafson?
Snyder: Have you seen him?
Max Goldman: The man's crazy. Loco. Always hanging out around those kinky strip bars. You know, the ones where the men take their clothes off. That's of course if he's taken his medication. Snyder: Medication?
Max Goldman: Yes, without it he could be anywhere. Wandering around talking to the trees. I'm telling you the man's a menace, he's always drinking, starting fights.

Ariel Truax: John, when was the last time you made love?
John Gustafson: October 4th... 1978.
Ariel Truax: Oh, I think we're safe.

Max Goldman: Who's the guy yakkin' at your door?
John Gustafson: Just mind your own business, will ya?
Max Goldman: Mind your own business, will ya? Mind your own business. Why don't you tie your shoelace, you'll fall on your stupid head.

Weatherman: Cold enough for ya? Brrrrrrr!
Max Goldman: Oh, shut up, fatass!

John Gustafson: Moron!
Max Goldman: Putz!

Max Goldman: John! John! Are you dead?
John Gustafson: Not yet. But I don't want to die looking at your ugly face

And more from Grumpier Old Men

[after Allie swallows a quarter] Grandpa: Relax. Kids swallow quarters all the time.
Melanie: Really?
Grandpa: Sure. If she craps out two dimes and a nickel, then you can start worrying.

Maria: I haven't been with a man for a long time
Max Goldman: Me neither.

Max: I am the gangster of love
John: Gangster, huh? So tell me, was it more of a hold up than a stick up?
Max: Even your infantile penis jokes seem funny and witty this morning.

John Gustafson: Pop, I wish you'd try the low-fat bacon.
Grandpa Gustafson: Well, you can wish in one hand and crap in the other and see which gets filled first.

[about talking to one's plants] Max Goldman: I got a cactus in my bathroom, but we got nothing to say to each other.

Max: Eat my shorts.

Mama Ragetti: We could have retired in Hawaii.
Grandpa Gustafson: I have been to Hawaii.
Mama Ragetti: Oh yeah? Which island?
Grandpa Gustafson: Come-on-I-wanna-lay-ya.
Mama Ragetti: I find you disgusting.
Grandpa Gustafson: Well, just as long as you find me.

[Tv on] Geraldo: "Lesbian Bandits" next on "Geraldo"
Max: Ooooh Lesbians yummy.

[At Maria's resturante in front of Ariel, Maria and Max] John: Nobody slept with anybody.'
[Shows up in the background] Grandpa Gustafson: Speak for yourself.

[the elder Mr. Gustafson has passed away] Max: I knew your old man longer than I knew my own.
John: He was always very fond of you, Max.
Max: He was a good man.
John: The best.
Max: You know I didn't mean what I said about Melanie.
John: And you know how I really feel about Jacob.
Max: Yeah, well, he deserves to be happy.
John: He deserves Melanie.
Max: Hmmmm. Well, whaddya wanna do now?
John: You wanna get drunk?
Max: Yeah.

[after Ariel kicks John out, and Max won't let him spend the night] John Gustafson: I'm cold. Max Goldman: [hands him some matches] Here's some matches. Set yourself on fire.

[after finally catching Catfish Hunter] Max: If I die today, I die a happy man.
John: You die today, I'm taking your motor.

[John charges at Max in a boat] Max Goldman: You don't have the balls to take me on any more. Ariel's got you neutered.

John Gustafson: This milk has chunks in it.
Max Goldman: What's your point?

John Gustafson: Here, drop anchor.
Max Goldman: You cut the anchor you dumb ass.
John Gustafson: Alright, then grab the net.
Max Goldman: You cut that too you dick head.

Max Goldman: Finally. I didn't think he would last that long. [Grabs milk and smells it]
Max Goldman: Smells alright to me.

Max Goldman: If my dog was as ugly as you, I'd shave his ass and teach him to walk backwards.

Grandpa: What the... what the hell is this?
John: That's lite beer.
Grandpa: Gee, I weigh ninety goddamn pounds, and you bring me this sloppin' foam?
John: Ariel's got me on a diet because the doc said my cholestorol's a little too high.
Grandpa: Well let me tell you something now, Johnny. Last Thursday, I turned 95 years old. And I never exercised a day in my life. Every morning, I wake up, and I smoke a cigarette. And then I eat five strips of bacon. And for lunch, I eat a bacon sandwich. And for a midday snack? John: Bacon.
Grandpa: Bacon! A whole damn plate! And I usually drink my dinner. Now according to all of them flat-belly experts, I should've took a dirt nap like thirty years ago. But each year comes and goes, and I'm still here. Ha! And they keep dyin'. You know? Sometimes I wonder if God forgot about me. Just goes to show you, huh?
John: What?
Grandpa: Huh?
John: Goes to show you what?
Grandpa: Well it just goes... what the hell are you talkin' about?
John: Well you said you drink beer, you eat bacon and you smoke cigarettes, and you outlive most of the experts.
Grandpa: Yeah?
John: I thought maybe there was a moral.
Grandpa: No, there ain't no moral. I just like that story. That's all. Like that story.

Grandpa: And then the Mama Bear said, "Somebody's been sleeping in my bed, too!" And finally, the Baby Bear looked and he said, "Somebody's sleeping in my bed, and the bastard's still there!" But Goldylocks had a Remington semi-automatic, with a scope and a hair-trigger!
Allie, Melanie's Daughter: That's not the way it goes!
Grandpa: And that was the end of the Three Bears.

Grandpa: [to Mama Regatti in the produce section of the market] How about you come back to my place and I'll show you my man-size canalloni.

Jacob Goldman: [Max and Jacob are watching TV when the dog passes gas] UGH! What are you feeding this dog?
Max Goldman: Hormel Chili.
Jacob Goldman: [grimacing] Whoo!
Max Goldman: He likes it.