Pretty in Pink (1986)
Blane: You couldn't buy her, though, that's what's killing you, isn't it? Stef? That's it, Stef. She thinks you're shit. And deep down, you know she's right.
Steff: C'mon, I'm talking about more than just sex here.
Andie: No you're not.
Steff: You know, I've been out with a lot of girls at this school. I don't see what makes you so different.
Andie: Well, I have taste.
Steff: [puts cigarette in mouth] You're a bitch.
Duckie: We don't have none of this stuff in the boy's room! Wait a minute! We don't got none of this... we don't got doors on the stalls in the boy's room, we don't have, what is this? What's this? We don't have a candy machine in the boy's room!
Duckie: It's called a sense of humor - you should get one - they're nice.
Duckie: Well, that's very nice. I'm glad. Well here's... here's the point, Andie. I'm not particularly concerned with whether or not you like me, because I live to like you and... and I can't like you anymore. So... so when you're feeling real low and... and dirty, and your heart is splattered all over hell, don't look to me to pump you back up 'cause... 'cause... 'cause maybe for the first time in your life I WON'T BE THERE!
Andie: I can't believe you're saying this.
Andie: I just want them to know that they didn't break me.
Steff: Why are you doing this? Why don't you just... nail her, and get it over with? Why are you getting involved?
Blane: Is there something wrong with that?
Steff: I just think it's stupid, you know. It's pointless. I mean, your parents.
Steff: I think they'll be thrilled.
Blane: [defensively] They have nothing to do with it.
Steff: Oh, really? I've seen your mother go to work on you, Blane. It's vicious. When Bill and Joyce are through with you, you won't know whether to shit or go sailing... Listen, I'm getting really bored with this conversation, all right, Blane? If you want your piece of low-grade ass, fine. Take it, you know. But if you do, you're not going to have a friend.
Blane: Is that right?
Steff: [shakes his head in disgust] Yeah, that's right. I mean, if you wanna make the choice, go ahead. Make it.
Iona: Does he have... strong lips?
Andie: How can you tell?
Iona: Did you feel it in your knees?
Andie: I felt it everywhere.
Iona: Strong lips.
Iona: I know I'm old enough to be his mother, but when the Duck laid that kiss on me last night, I swear my thighs just went up in flames! He must practice on melons or something.
Blane: You said you couldn't be with someone who didn't believe in you. Well I believed in you. I just didn't believe in me. I love you... always.
Blane: How are you doing?
Andie: Why haven't you called me?
Blane: Oh, I got nailed for the stable thing. I guess the groom saw us. It's against the rules.
Andie: I called you three times and i left messages.
Blane: Yeah? Well I didn't get them. My family... they're irresponsible about that stuff, you know?
Andie: I waited for you this morning.
Blane: Yeah? Where?
Andie: Parking lot. I saw you and I thought you saw me.
Andie: What about prom, Blane?
Blane: Andie, I'm having a bad day. Can we talk later?
Andie: No. What about prom?
Blane: Why don't we meet after school?
Andie: No! What abot prom?
Blane: Andie, come on.
Andie: Just say it.
Andie: Just say it. I wanna hear you say it.
Blane: Andie, please, all right?
Andie: I wanna hear you say it.
Blane: A month ago, I asked somebody else and I forgot.
[Andie pushes him against a locker]
Andie: You're a liar! You're a filthy, fucking, no-good liar. You don't have the guts to tell me the truth. Just say it!
Blane: I'm not lying.
Andie: Tell me!
Andie: You know you're talking like that just because I'm going out with Blane
Duckie: His name is Blane? Oh! That's a major appliance, that's not a name!
Duckie: You know what an older women does for me?
Iona: Changes your diapers?
Principal: If you give off signals that you don't want to belong, people will make sure that you don't.
Duckie: What now?
Duckie: Yours or mine? Ours?
Blane: What do you want to hear?
Andie: Tell me!
Andie: You're ashamed to be seen with me.
Blane: No, I am not!
Andie: You're ashamed to go out with me. You're terrified that you're goddamn rich friends won't approve.
[Andie hits Blane]
Andie: Just say it!
[Andie hits him again]
Andie: Just tell me the truth!
Blane: You don't understand that it has nothing at all do with you.
[Andie runs away]
Blane: [wipes a tear] Andie!
Andie: What are you doing?
Duckie: I had to use the powder room, so I figured I'd come in the back.
Andie: I'm sure there are bathrooms all over the place!
Duckie: I'm not nine, Andie, I know that.
Andie: Were you here long?
Duckie: No, no! Three, four... hours.
Andie: I don't know what I'm doing!
Iona: Wishful make-upping!
Andie: If somebody doesn't believe in me, I can't believe in them.
Duckie: This is an incredibly romantic moment, and you're ruining it for me!
Andie: Well, not nothing. I mean, I kissed him...
Iona: Anywhere interesting?
Duckie: [as he is leaving Andie's room with a juice box in hand] Drinking and driving don't mix.
Duckie: That's why I ride a bike.
Andie: I'm really sorry for bumming out the night for you.
Blane: [laughs] You didn't bum out anything. I had a great time.
Andie: [accusing] Liar.
Blane: [looking her in the eye] I was with you. I had a great time. If I was in a Turkish prison, I'd have a great time with you.
Andie: I don't know... it's just too weird for me, you know? Maybe it shouldn't happen.
Blane: What? You and me?
Blane: Well. You know, maybe it doesn't happen all the time, but that doesn't mean it isn't right. Doesn't mean you can't try.
Steff: Look, that was very uncool of you last night, Blane.
Steff: [mockingly] What?
Blane: You mean Andie?
Steff: Yeah, I mean Andie.
Blane: What's the big deal? I like her. Matter of fact, I was pissed off at you guys for being so nasty to her.
Steff: It was way out of order for you to force her on the party.
Blane: [disbelievingly] Steff, do you hear yourself? Do you hear the same asshole shit I hear?
Steff: What, do I have to spell it out for you?
Blane: [pissed off] I guess so.
Steff: Nobody appreciates your sense of humor, you know. As a matter of fact, everyone's just about to puke from you. If you've got a hard-on for trash, don't take care of it around us.
Steff: Money really means nothing to me. Do you think I'd treat my parents' house this way if it did?
Duckie: This is a really volcanic ensemble you're wearing, it's really marvelous!
Duckie: Good Morning! Welcome to another day of higher education!
Duckie: It's the end of the month, they're out of toilet seat covers!
Iona: Andie, hon. Listen, it's after 7:00. Don't waste good lip gloss.
Andie: You know, it's so insane that someone you've never met, never talked to can be your enemy.
Andie: So what do you want to drink?
Duckie: Oh you know, beer, scotch, juice box... whatever.
Duckie: Yo man! Next time, I kick your ass! That'll be that!
Iona: [finishes stapling records to the window display] Applause, applause, APPLAUSE.
Steff: Why don't you go to take a shower, you look like shit.