Maynard G Krebs
Maynard G. Krebs: You gotta save me, good buddy! I mean, when I meet a chick face-to-face, I get cold feet clear up to my skull!
Dobie Gillis: Maynard, you'll have to get used to girls sooner or later!
Maynard G. Krebs: How's about later, when I'm, like, too old to care?
Dobie Gillis: Maynard. Girls aren't gonna hurt you!
Maynard G. Krebs: Oh, no? They let you spend money on 'em, they take away all the seats on the bus, and they giggle about you in the girls' locker room! Ohhhh, no; I'm steering clear of foreign entanglements!
[Venice enters]
Venice West: Sabrina-chick! I've been burrowing through all the record stores, and they are square, girl! Just square! Strictly Nowheresville!
Maynard G. Krebs: "Nowheresville?"
Venice West: Like, way out in Stick City, man! WAY out!
Maynard G. Krebs: Ooh, I hear my people calling!
[Venice and Maynard walk over to each other]
Venice West: You in-in, Daddy-O?
Maynard G. Krebs: The innest, girl!
Venice West: Who ya dig on the horn?
Maynard G. Krebs: Dizzy Gillespie, who else?
Venice West: On the 88's?
Maynard G. Krebs: Thelonious Monk, natch!
Venice West: Like, cool!
Maynard G. Krebs: Like, cool!
Venice West: Like, hi!
Maynard G. Krebs: Like, hi!
[They embrace and sit at the park bench together]
Dobie Gillis: Like, that's the strangest mating call I've ever heard!