Tony Manero:Would ya just watch the hair. Ya know, I work on my hair a long time and you hit it. He hits my hair.
Tony Manero: You make it with some of these chicks, they think you gotta dance with them. Stephanie: Nice move. Did you make that up?
Tony Manero: Yeah, well I saw it on TV first, then I made it up.
Connie: So, are you as good in bed as you are on that dance floor?
Tony Manero: You know, Connie, if you're as good in bed as you are on the dance floor, then you're one lousy fuck.
Connie: Then how come they always send me flowers the next morning?
Tony Manero: I dunno. Maybe they thought you was dead.
Tony Manero: Oh fuck the future!
Fusco: No, Tony! You can't fuck the future. The future fucks you! It catches up with you and it fucks you if you ain't planned for it!
Tony Manero: You assholes almost broke my pussy finger!
Tony Manero: I gotta have an afternoon off, and I'm taking it.
Fusco: If you do, you're fired.
Tony Manero: I'm DOIN' it!
Fusco: Then you're FIRED!
Tony Manero: She can dance, you know that? She's got the wrong partner of course, but she can dance.
Joey: So then why don't you ask her?
Tony Manero: Fuck you.
Joey: Which position?
Tony Manero: If you put your dick in a spic, does it get bigger than a nigger?
Tony Manero: There's ways of killing yourself without killing yourself.
Tony Manero: Are you a nice girl or are you a cunt?
Annette: Can't I be both?
Tony Manero: No. It's a decision a girl's gotta make early in life, if she's gonna be a nice girl or a cunt.
Tony Manero: You know, you and I got the same last initial.
Stephanie: [Sarcastically] Wow. Does that mean when we get married I won't have to change the monogram on my luggage?
Annette: Ain't ya gonna ask me to sit down?
Tony Manero: No, 'cause you would do it.
Annette: Bet you'd ask me to lay down.
Tony Manero: No, you would not do it.
Tony Manero: Why are you such a cock-tease?
Stephanie: Don't you call me no goddam cock-tease!
Tony Manero: Al Pacino! Attica! Attica! Attica!
Joey: Hey Tony, Double J's been in the car twenty-five minutes with some chick!
Tony Manero: So?
Joey: So, I can't get the selfish prick out!
Tony Manero: [to Annette] These guys can't do nothin' without me.
Stephanie: I'm sick of guys who ain't got their shit together!
Tony Manero: Well, all ya need is a salad bowl, and a potato masher,
[he mimics stirring in a bowl]
Tony Manero: and you got your shit together!
Tony Manero: I knew you'd piss on it. Go on, just piss on it alright. A raise says like you're good, you know? You know how many times someone told me I was good in my life? Two! Twice! Two fuckin' times! This raise today, and dancing at the disco!
[Gets up and walks out of the room]
Tony Manero: You sure as fuck never did! Asshole!
Bobby C.: My girlfriend, she loves the taste of communion wafers.
Tony Manero: You know what Gus, I feel like breaking your broken legs!
Tony Manero: Hey, you know you assholes almost broke my pussy finger.
Tony Manero: [walks into clothing store after seeing silk shirt in window] You do lay-away?
Haberdashery Salesman: As long as it doesn't turn into a ten-year mortgage.
Tony Manero: [hands salesman some cash and prepares to leave] I want that shirt in the window.
Haberdashery Salesman: Wait, let me get you a receipt.
Tony Manero: [still walking out] I trust you.
Haberdashery Salesman: No... DON'T trust me!
Joey: You had coffee with Joe Namath?
Stephanie: Yeah! He asked me what it was like to be 21, and I told him I didn't know, 'cause I was just twenty.
Joey: Then what?
Stephanie: That's all.
Tony Manero: [with his mouth full] Ain't that enough?
Joey: Hey, don't you never chew, Tony? Don't you never chew?
Tony Manero: [annoyed] Hey, when my mother dies, I'll give you the job, all right?
Stephanie: You know all about the bridge, don't you?
Tony Manero: I know everything about that bridge.
Tony Manero: Know what else? There's a guy buried in the cement
Stephanie: Really?
Tony Manero: Know how it happened? While they were working on it, pouring the cement, he slipped off on the upper part of the bridge and, you know, fell in... Dumb fuck.
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