Save the Last Dance (2001)
Chenille: You can't help who you love, Derek, you're not supposed to.
Sara: You know Snook, you talk a lot of shit for someone who never says anything.
Sara: You know what? Derek and I like each other and if you have a problem with that, then screw you.
[after Sara and Nikki's fight]
Nikki: It ain't over, bitch.
Sara: I don't even know why it started, bitch.
Sara: So you're not down with the things he does, but you're still down with him? That makes perfect sense. I understand.
Derek: He's my friend, Sara. You don't have to understand.
Chenille: And this is Diggy. She thinks she's down.
Diggy: Excuse me? I am down, okay?
Derek: "Stepps" ain't no square dance.
Sara: That's okay, I'll dance in circles, probably around you.
Sara: There's only one world, Chenille.
Chenille: That's what they teach you. We know different.
Sara: Screw you, I'm brilliant and cool.
Derek: You're not quite there yet.
Sara: A lot of people read them.
Derek: People like who? Like you?
Derek: Didn't think so.
Chenille: You need to take off that 5th grade dance lookin' top.
Sara: It's from The Gap!
Chenille: It's country and you look country in it!
Malakai: I'm not you, Derek. I can't do nothin' but what I'm doin'. I can't go to Georgetown with a 10.0 GPA, operatin' on people, doin' brain surgery or whatever the Hell you're goin' to be doin'.
Sara: We spend more time defending our relationship than actually having one.
Chenille: Quit it Nikki.
Nikki: Excuse me, I ain't walkin on egg shells just cause you brought the Brady Bunch to the negro club.
Chenille: Who? Because in this crowd you're going to have to be a bit more specific.
Sara: Then you must be in the wrong spot because I'm pretty sure there aren't any Negroes here.
Snookie: I'm free Saturday night.
Chenille: Why, is your hand busy?
[Chenille picks up Sara's backpack off the ground and Sara turns around, confused]
Chenille: That's how easy it is to give to charity around here. Don't put your shit on the floor.
Derek: Do you get along with your dad? You tight and shit?
Sara: Yeah, we're "tight and shit"; our DNA matches.
Chenille: I saw you workin' it out there tonight, girl!
Sara: Oh, yeah... slammin'!
Chenille: Ah-huh! Later!
Derek: Yeah, but six months here gotta be better than six up the juvie.
Malakai: Yeah, they got girls in here.
Kenny: How you doin'?
Chenille: Why don't you ask how your son is doing? That's a line you haven't tried in a while.
Kenny: Why you always gotta jump off on me like that?
Chenille: Why you gotta be like you are?
Kenny: Ah, come on, you know you wanna dance with me. That's what you came here for, to yell at me, and to dance with me.
Kenny: Don't blame me; I didn't want any of this!
Chenille: What? 'Cause I did? I climbed on top of myself and got myself pregnant?
Sara: [when talking to her dad] It's not that I hate you, it's just that I miss her.
Sara: [sobbing] I just want someone there who loves me.
Roy Johnson: [looks up] I love you.
Derek: So was that a good night as in, "I'll bust a cap in your ass if you ever darken my doorstep again"?
Sara: No! No, I would never - um, bust a cap in your ass.
Malakai: This is an A and B conversation, so C yourself out of it