Audrey II:
Does this look "inanimate" to you, punk? If I can move and I can talk, who's to say I can't do anything I want?
Audrey II:
[
singing] If you wanna be profound, if you really gotta justify, take a breath and look around, a lot of folks deserve to die!
Audrey II:
[
singing] I'm just a mean green mother from outer space and I'm bad!
Audrey:
[
singing] I'd cook like Betty Crocker and I'd look like Donna Reed!
[
the masochistic patient meets the sadistic dentist]
Arthur Denton:
I think I need a root canal. I definitely need a long, slow root canal.
[
Orin Scrivello, the sadistic dentist]
Orin:
[
singing] I thrill when I drill a bicuspid / It's swell though they tell me I'm mal-ad-just-ed.
[
repeated line]
Audrey II:
Feed me, Seymour!
Audrey II:
Feed me!
Seymour:
Does it have to be human?
Audrey II:
Feed me!
Seymour:
Does it have to be mine?
Audrey II:
Feeeed me!
Seymour:
Where am I supposed to get it?
Audrey II:
[
singing] Feed me, Seymour / Feed me all night long - That's right, boy! - You can do it! Feed me, Seymour / Feed me all night long / Ha ha ha ha ha! / Cause if you feed me, Seymour / I can grow up big and strong.
Audrey II:
[
singing] Would you like a Cadillac car? / Or a guest shot on Jack Paar? / How about a date with Hedy Lamarr? / You can get it.
Audrey II:
[
singing] I got killer buds / A power stem / Nasty pods / And I'm using them! / So better move 'em out / Nature calls / You got my pun? / I'm gonna bust your balls!
Seymour:
The Audrey Two is not a healthy girl.
Mr. Mushnik:
Strictly between us - neither is the Audrey One.
Seymour:
The guy sure looks like plant food to me.
Audrey:
Seymour's first radio broadcast! I wanted to hear it so bad. I tried to be on time, but...
Mr. Mushnik:
Don't tell me. You got tied up.
Audrey:
No. Just handcuffed a little.
Audrey:
[
of Orin's disappearance] It wouldn't be terrible at all. It would be a miracle, not to mention the money I'd save on epsom salts and ace bandages.
Orin:
[
holding a dentist's tool] Let me ask you something! Does this scare you? Would you like if I took this and headed right for your damn incisors?
Seymour:
[
looks terrified]
Orin:
It'd hurt, right?
Seymour:
Uh huh.
Orin:
You'd scream, right?
Seymour:
Uh huh.
Orin:
Well get your ass in here!
Ronette, Chiffon, Crystal:
Oh, here it comes, baby. Tell your mom, baby. Oh oh no! Oh, hit the dirt, baby! Red alert baby! Oh oh no, oh oh no!
Orin:
I find a little giggle-gas before I begin increases my pleasure enormously.
[
in the Radio station]
Wink Wilkinson:
Gee, I wish you folks could see this. Hey Seymour, where did you get this WEEEEEEEEEEIRD plant?
Seymour:
Wait for me, Audrey. This is between me and the vegetable!
Audrey:
All I ever wanted was you and a sweet little house.
Seymour:
Oh Audrey, you're the most wondeful person that ever lived. We're gonna get that little house and everything's gonna be alright, you'll see.
Seymour:
It's true! I chopped him up. But I didn't kill him!
[
his last lines]
Audrey II:
Oh, shit!
Seymour:
Every household in America? Thousands of you eating... that's what you had in mind all along, isn't it?
Audrey II:
No shit, Sherlock.
Audrey:
[
singing about her dream home with Seymour] Between our frozen dinners, and our bedtime - 9:15 - we'd snuggle watching Lucy on a big, enormous, 12-inch screen!
Audrey:
I'm sorry doctor, I'm sorry.
Orin:
Fall off the motorcycle my ass!
Audrey:
[
singing] A matchbox of our own, a fence of real chain-link/A grill out on the patio, disposal in the sink/A washer and a dryer and an ironing machine/In a tract house that we share/Somewhere that's green
Seymour:
Wait a minute, Audrey II, that's not a very nice thing to say!
Audrey II:
But it's true, isn't it?
Seymour:
No! I don't know anybody who deserves to get chopped up and fed to a hungry plant!
Audrey II:
Mmmmmm, sure you do!
[
Turns Seymour around to look out the window. They see Orin and Audrey. Orin yells at Audrey and at last hits her]
[
Seymour is attempting to put a plant on a high shelf. The shelving unit falls and the plants crash to the floor]
Mr. Mushnik:
Seymour, what's going on?
Seymour:
Very little, Mr. Mushnik.
Orin:
Stupid woman! Christ, what a friggin' scatterbrain!
Seymour:
[
singing] Suddenly Seymour / Is standing beside you
Audrey:
[
singing] Suddenly Seymour / Showed me I can...
Audrey:
[
singing over sustain] Yes you can...
Patrick Martin:
Excuse me! Pardon me, beg your pardon, if you two kids would stop singing for just a moment I've got something I want to discuss with you.
Patrick Martin:
Me and the guys at the home office have been following this plant of yours. We've come up with one incredible idea. We're very proud of it. Picture this: we take leaf cuttings, develop little Audrey IIs and sell them to florist shops across the nation. Pretty soon every household in America could have one.
Seymour:
[
concerned] Every household in America!
Patrick Martin:
For starters, kid. Why, this thing could go... worldwide!
Seymour, Audrey:
[
to each other, panicked:] *Worldwide*?
Patrick Martin:
With the right advertising, this thing could be bigger than Hula-Hoops.
Audrey:
[
to Seymour, intrigued:] Bigger than Hula-Hoops?
Audrey II:
[
rapping] You know I don't come from no Black Lagoon.
Pods:
No!
Audrey II:
I'm from past the stars and beyond the moon.
Pods:
Yes!
Audrey II:
You can keep The Thing.
Pods:
Thing!
Audrey II:
Keep The It.
Pods:
It!
Audrey II:
Keep The Creature, they don't mean shit!
Audrey:
I don't believe it.
Audrey II:
Believe it, baby. It talks.
Audrey:
Am I dreaming this?
Audrey II:
No, and you ain't in Kansas, neither.
Audrey II:
I need me some water in the worst way. Look at my branches. I'm dryin' up. I'm a *goner*, honey!
Audrey II:
[
singing] Come on and give me a drink!
Audrey:
I don't know if I should.
Audrey II:
[
singing] Hey, little lady, be nice.
Audrey:
Do you talk to Seymour like this?
Audrey II:
[
singing] Sure do. I'll take it straight.
Audrey:
Your leaves *are* dry.
Audrey II:
[
singing] Don't need no glass or no ice.
Audrey:
I'll get the can.
Audrey II:
[
singing] Don't need no twist of lime...
Audrey:
[
sing-song] Here we go!
Audrey II:
And now it's *suppertime*!
Patrick Martin:
Whaddya say, Seymour? Do we have a deal?
Seymour:
No! Keep your contract. Nobody's touchin' that plant, you hear?
Patrick Martin:
Hey, we're offerin' a lotta money here!
Seymour:
Forget the money. Take the money and leave!
Patrick Martin:
Whaddya, nuts?
Seymour:
Yeah, I'm nuts! Get outta here!
Patrick Martin:
Hey, now, come on!
Seymour:
Go on! Get outta here!
Patrick Martin:
You're a loon!
Seymour:
Go on and get out!
Patrick Martin:
Look, I'll come back when you're in a better mood!
Seymour:
Go on, get outta here now!
Patrick Martin:
Alright!
Orin:
Look Seymour, this could happen to you. Unless I take immediate action.
Seymour:
[
helpless in dentist chair] What's that?
Orin:
[
enthusiastically] A drill.
Seymour:
It's rusty!
Orin:
It's an antique. They don't make 'em like this any more. Sturdy. Heavy. Dull!
Orin:
I'm gonna want some gas fer this.
Seymour:
Oh, thank God. I thought you weren't gonna use any.
Orin:
Oh, the gas isn't for you Seymour, it's for me. You see, I wanna really enjoy this.
Patrick Martin:
Son, kid, boy are we gonna make a fortune.
Audrey II:
[
singing] you know the kind'a eats, the kind'a red HOT sweets, the kind'a sticky licky treats I crave!
Mr. Mushnik:
Hey, urchins!
[
bangs on window]
Mr. Mushnik:
Shoo, get outta here!/ No loitering!
Ronette:
Maan, I wasn't loitering/ Were you Crystal?
Crystal:
Not me Ronette, were you Chiffon?
Mr. Mushnik:
You kids should be in school!
Chiffon:
Yeah, but were on a split shift.
Ronette:
Yeah! We went to school till the tenth grade, then we split!
Mr. Mushnik:
So! How do you intend to better yourselves?
Crystal:
Better ourselves? You heard what he said? Better ourselves! Mister, when you’re from Skid Row/ Ain’t no such thing!
Audrey:
I got a date.
Mr. Mushnik:
With that same no-goodnik? I'm telling you, Audrey, you don't need a date - you need major medical!
Seymour:
[
singing] I don't know.
Audrey II:
Come on, boy!
Seymour:
[
singing] I don't know!
Audrey II:
Lighten up!
Seymour:
[
singing] I have so, so many strong reservations.
Audrey II:
Tell it to the Marines!
Seymour:
[
singing] Should I go and perform mutilations?
Mr. Mushnik:
Move, move! Move! Stay away!
[
gestures them away from inside his window]
Mr. Mushnik:
No loitering!
Ronette:
Man, I wasn't loitering! Were you, Crystal?
Crystal:
Not me, Ronette! Were you, Chiffon?
Mr. Mushnik:
You oughta be in school!
Chiffon:
Yeah, well, we're on a split shift.
Ronette:
Yeah! We went to school till fifth grade, then we split!
Mr. Mushnik:
So! How do you intend to better yourselves?
Crystal:
Better ourselves? You heard what he said? Better ourselves! Mister, when you're from Skid Row, ain't no such thing!
[
while undergoing a torturous procedure by Orin Scrivello, DDS]
Arthur Denton:
It's your professionalism that I respect.
Mr. Mushnik:
[
to Seymour] You love her madly, don't you, schmuck?
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