Michael Ellis: Katrina is the shit. She just did Ginuwine's new video.
Missy Elliott: I don't care if she just showed Michael Jackson how to Harlem shake. I said I want Honey. Honey Daniels. Duh.
Chaz: Besides, I never mess up a kid's head, especially when his mom's in the shop.
Honey: [Chuckles] He's eight. That would have made me 14. I'm not that kind of girl.
Chaz: My bad.
Honey: We just peoples.
Raymond: Yeah, we peoples.
Chaz: You peoples? Playa, playa, how'd you swing that? I've been tryin' to be her peoples for weeks. Ain't had no luck.
Raymond: I got flow.
Chaz: I got flow too. You don't think I got some flow?
Raymond: Maybe not as much as me.
Missy Elliott: [to limo driver] You big dummy! How the hell you don't know how to get to the BQE? Let me tell you something: If you make me miss my hook-up with miss Honey Daniels, I'm gonna barbeque your Big-Bird-looking, Men-In-Black-wannabe, driving Miss Daisy ass!
[in a juvenile detention centre]
Honey: You know your lil homies that have always got your back?
Honey: Have any of them come to visit you?
[Benny looks around very disappointed]
Honey: Yea, you just think about that!
Gina: Well, there's only one world - the real world - and in that world if a man takes a woman out on a Friday night in her hooker heels and she can't bring her homegirl, he tryin' to get some booty.
Chaz: ...I found something that I truly love, that truly makes me happy. That's a million times better than something that makes you rich.
Gina: Who's that?
Honey: I don't know... just some guy from the center.
Gina: Well he's fine, why you duckin'?
Honey: I'm not duckin'!
Gina: You duckin'! You duckin' like a bobblehead!
[Wobbles her head around]
Gina: Honey, you got skills. And that's gonna take you places.
Barber: [watching Honey leave Chaz's Barber Shop, where Chaz has just unsuccessfully asked Honey out on a date] Let us pray. Heavenly Father, please bless Chaz with game IMMEDIATELY.
Benny: Look, yo. There's people that good things happen to. And there's people that good things don't happen to. That's just the way it goes.
Missy Elliott: You, you need to call M.C. Hammer and let him know you're stealing his stuff. Ya'll two crazy people in here.
[Katrina bumps into Honey]
Gina: I think you owe her an apology.
Katrina: I don't owe anybody anything, especially not some section eight, no-rhythm-having club ho. People pay me to dance. Be gone. Whoo!
Honey: Haven't you seen my hip-hop class? They love it.
Ma: But hip-hop can't take you the places where ballet can.
Honey: Oh, I forgot. I'm suppose to see all the beautiful things in this world.
Ma: Well, there's nothing wrong with my wanting that for you.
Honey: No, but what about what I want?
Honey: I want you to fire 'em. I want you to tell them why you're not using 'em.
Michael Ellis: What makes you think I care what you want?
Michael Ellis: Bitch, how you gonna play me like that? Oh. Oh, I see. I see. You're one of those.
Honey: I'm not one of anything. I'm just not up for this.
Gina: Hmm. Sounds like somebody's trying to dip their fingers in the Honey jar to me.
Honey: Gina, he's my boss.
Gina: You say that like you never heard of Monica Lewinsky.
Michael Ellis: I got you a new choreographer for this video.
Ginuwine: For real? Who?
Michael Ellis: This girl right here.
[Honey chokes on her drink]