Girls Just Want to Have Fun (1985)
[about a motorcycle]
Janey: Is it safe?
Drew: It's the safest thing you'll ever have between your legs.
Lynne: Velcro. Next to the Walkman and tab it is the coolest invention of the 20th century!
Lynne: [to Janey] Do you do everything you're told?... oh, God. You do.
[Being told to tell about herself and her interests]
Janey: Army bases are pretty dead, unless you're in the Army. So I always had a lot of time to daydream, and my daydream was always the same - that some day, I was going to get to Chicago, because that's where they make Dance TV.
Janey: I love to dance!
Lynne: Daaaaay-o! Day you say day you say da-a-ay-o!
Choir Sister: Miss. Stone, there is a time and a place for calypso music!
Jeff: So I tried to call you yesterday... to see if you wanted to reherse, I mean.
Janey: Oh, ummm... well my dad made us all go to the airshow.
Jeff: Was it fun?
Janey: 200 people standing around like this
[looks up at the sky and sarcastically says]
Janey: It was a blast!
Janey: I can't believe that in two weeks I'm going to be dancing on DTV!
[calms down from the excitement]
Janey: I bet I'd get hit by a car!
Janey: No, things are going to well. I mean besides DTV, I have a best friend, and I mean, I'd never dreamed in a million years that I would have a boyfriend!
Lynne: Hi! We need fifty of these right away.
[she hands Natalie's invitation to clerk at copy store]
Lynne: There's a few people Natalie forgot to invite.
Janey: [to clerk] Make it a hundred and fifty.
Maggie: [claps] Yea!
Lynne: We're so cool.
Lynne: He's a boy and he's alive, what's there to hate?
[Janey is asking her father for permission to audition for DTV]
Col. Glenn: You're too young to go out at night, except for the occasional supervised school activity. When you're eighteen, then you're entitled to some nightlife. Now we had a deal, remember?
Janey: We made a deal when I was seven and a half and night life was The Muppet Show!
Col. Glenn: Don't sass me!
Janey: I'm sorry, sir.
Natalie: My shrink is right - I'm unloved, unappreciated, I only have one car...
[Jeff is pushing Drew's old, corroded, smoking, brown Mercedes until the engine will start up]
Drew: You don't understand that this car makes a statement.
Jeff: Yeah, it says, 'Hi, I'm garbage.'
Lynne: Whenever I'm in a room with a guy, no matter who it is - a date my dentist, anybody - I think, If we were the last two people on Earth, would I puke if he kissed me?
Lynne: ...So I said, 'Sister, please, anyone could have confused 'Hail Mary' with 'Proud Mary' and besides, I do a very good Tina Turner!'
[Lynne steps up to get her contestant number for the DTV audition]
Lynne: Hi, I'm Lynne Stone. My lucky number is twenty-one.
Lady handing out numbers: Uhuh. Next.
[Lady hands her # 87]
Lynne: [to Janey] I have a real way with authority figures.
Ira: Oh, I like this. Sort of Rebel Without a Cause meets Sound of Music... you're taking a fashion risk. I like that. Just don't do it on camera!
Rikki: I lifted the music news to the level of art and you are treating me like cattle!
Ira: Moo! Okay? Moo!
Rikki: I quit!
Ira: Great... not great...
DTV Host: Live, from Chicago: America's number one dance show, Dance TV, is on the air!
Drew: Patty and I have a little business to attend to. The term papers are in- Eisonhower, Johnson, Kennedy...
Patty: Kennedy! Oh, he was so cute! How much?
Drew: A date with me.
Patty: I'll take Johnson.
Jeff: So where were you last night? I waited out there for an hour and a half!
Janey: Well I tried to tell you that I couldn't go, but you hung up to fast.
Natalie: Excuse me! Do either one of you have change for a twenty?
Janey: [sarcastically] Gosh, I dont' have anything smaller than a fifty.
[Janey looks at Jeff as if asking him if he has change]
Natalie: My Loss. Have fun.
Tailor: You dress left or right?
Drew: Ughh... well, my closet's on the left side of my bed, So I guess I dress left. Except if I have to wear something out of the hamper, cause that's on the right side of the sink...
[Straightens up and nervously talks]
Maggie: Do you really think I'm punk? Well, that's outrageous! I mean, it's not as cool as new wave, but it's a lot better than pre-teen!
Janey: He's just uh! You know. I mean uh!
Lynne: Is he gonna call you tomorrow?
Janey: Yeah, I think so.
Janey: There's this really big Latin test on Monday and, um, I'm way way behind.
Col. Glenn: Since when do you take Latin?
Janey: Since last week which is why I'm way behind.
Natalie: [sitting on Jeff's motorcycle] I'm holding this for ransom.
[Jeff gives her a look]
Natalie: Awww, did you and Shirley Temple have a bad rehearsal?
Jeff: Yeah, it wasn't one of the best five afternoons of my life. I'm not really in the mood to shoot the breeze so if you don't mind...
Jeff: So how was work, Pop?
Mr. Malene: Oh uh,
Mr. Malene: positively stimulating as usual.
Drew: Mr. Sands, Drew Gorman. Gorman Enterprises. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.
J.P. Sands: [shaking hands] How do you do?
Drew: Oh fine. This is a beautiful party. Must have cost a bundle though.
J.P. Sands: Well, I'll probably recover.
Drew: Oh, I know you will. Natalie is worth every penny of it.
J.P. Sands: Yes, yes. Wonderful girl.
Drew: Oh, she's terrific.
J.P. Sands: Well, Mr. Gorman, it's certainly nice to see you.
Drew: It was a pleasure to meet you sir.
[they shake hands again]
J.P. Sands: Thank you.
Drew: [still hanging around Mr. Sands] So! How about them Cubs? I think it's their year!
Janey: Jonathan and Lisa are definitely my favorite couple. You know his birthday is the same as mine almost.
Rikki: [phone starts ringing while Lynne and Janey are watching Rikki on DTV] In other news, Paul McCartney bought up the publishing rights to all locomotive sound effects tapes. This makes Paul rich...
Lynne: [answers phone] Hello?
Rikki: ...but does it make him happy?
Lynne: [to person on other end] No hablo ingles.
[hangs up the phone]
Rikki: Well, we're almost out of time but tune in tomorrow for a sneak preview of 7 more songs titled "Jump"!
Drew: [At The Court] You'd be great at a game called Tune in Tokyo. Now you must put your hands behind your head and say, beep, beep, beep... and twist at the waist
Tiffany: beep... beep... beep
[as she moves waist from side to side]
Drew: Picture this: it's WWII and our ship is going down in the middle of the Pacific and our only hope is the short wave radio.
[Drew puts his hands on Tiffany's breasts and twists them as if they were radio knobs]
Drew: Tune in, Tokyo! Tune in Tokyo!...
Tiffany: [Tiffany hits him with her purse and stomps off]