Turbo: [Talking in the mirror, using a broomstick as a microphone] I want, to thank you for this award. It's the recognition for my peers, it's all those agonizing days, teaching Ozone everything I know.
Ozone: I don't want to stay, all night don't you? Why don't you, go out and sweep man?
Turbo: Award winners, don't push brooms.
Ozone: Yeah, go out and sweep, kucklehead. Who are you anyway, Fred Astaire?
Turbo: [dances to breakdance music, with the broom]
Adam: Some people love you for your body. Me, it's your charming wit.
Kelly: What kind of names are Ozone and Turbo?
Turbo: The kind of names that only a few people are allowed to call us by.
Ozone: With a little help you'll be poppin' and lockin' and breakin' in no time.
Electro Rock 2: We're gonna eat you and spit out the pieces we don't like.
Ozone: Why don't you punks just split? I think I hear your mama calling you.
Kelly: This isn't worth it. Blonde, brunette. If they're looking for hair why don't they look at gorillas?
Turbo: She ain't no street dancer. She knows nothin' about what we do.
Ozone: Yeah? How?
Kelly: You can teach me.
Turbo: We're asking for trouble.
[Kelly steps out in her dance outfit]
Turbo: Man, now I know we're in trouble!
Kelly: Street dancing belongs on the street. It won't get you to Broadway.
Ozone: If those dudes want to see us dance, have them come down here. Or maybe they're afraid of getting raped or mugged.
Turbo: What's this?
Waiter: Fromage de tete du porc.
Waiter: Hog's head cheese.
Turbo: Sick, man! Sick
James: Ozone, this is Franco. Ozone. Now wait, did he take your class too?
Franco: No, I don't teach amateurs.
James: Well these amateurs will be competing with you.
Kelly: I'm just ready for a change. I feel my life getting stale.
Joe the Cook: Stale? Like that hamburger if the customer doesn't get it.