Under the Cherry Moon (1986)
Tricky: I want a girl who's smart, a girl who can teach me things. I hate stupid women. You know why? You marry a stupid girl, you have stupid kids. You don't believe me? Follow a stupid kid home and see if somebody stupid don't answer the door.
Mr. Sharon: You were with that boy.
Mary: He's not a boy. He's a man.
Mr. Sharon: He's not a man. He's a gigolo. Do you know what a gigolo is? It's a fancy word for whore.
Mary: There are many words for whore, and I'm sure you're acquainted with all of them.
Tricky: Tell me Mary, is it true that you're engaged?
Tricky: Tsk, tsk, what a pity. Sometimes life can be so shitty. Here's a girl who's smart and pretty...
Mary: And rich.
Tricky: I don't care about that! Honey, I really don't.
Mary: Remove this peasant from my party! Take his friend, too. I'm having trouble breathing.
Christopher Tracy: Maybe if you took off your chastity belt, you could breathe a little mo' betta!
Christopher Tracy: If two people really loved each other, they couldn't be separated no matter what happened.
Christopher Tracy: I love you.
Mary: [angrily] No, you don't.
Christopher Tracy: Then I hate you.
Mary: [more sincerely] No, you don't.
Christopher Tracy: Then I love you.
Mary: Define love.
Tricky: [mocking Christopher after he got stood up] I'll meet you at the club in two hours.
Christopher Tracy: I got waylaid.
Tricky: No, you got la-aid!
Christopher Tracy: [writing something on a napkin] It's obvious that little Miss Mary has never been off the city block.
[holds up napkin, which has "Wrecka Stow" written on it]
Mary: What is that? Some new language?
Christopher Tracy: Read it. Do you know what it is?
Mary: It's nothing, you ninny. And you know it, but you won't confess it because you're such a coward.
Christopher Tracy: It is something, something you don't know, and you won't confess that because *you're* a coward!
Mary: This is silly, and you're a child!
Christopher Tracy: [taunting Mary] I go to dinner without my father's permission. Now, read it aloud so we can all hear how knowledgeable you are!
Mary: Wrecka stow.
Christopher Tracy: [laughs at Mary's pronounciation] Do you know what it is?
Mary: Wrecka stow, wrecka stow, it's nothing!
Christopher Tracy: [laughing] It is something. Come on, say it again louder.
Mary: Wrecka stow.
Christopher Tracy: Louder!
Mary: Wrecka stow! I give up. What is it?
Christopher Tracy: If you wanted to buy a Sam Cook a'blum, where would you go?
Mary: [rolls her eyes] The wrecka stow.
Katy: You're gonna end up with no friends at all!
Tricky: I don't need friends! I'm my own man, just like Liberace!
Christopher Tracy: I do nothing professionally, I do everything for fun.
Christopher Tracy: Goodness will guide me. When love is inside me. Until then, Life's a parade!
Mary: You know, I could breathe a lot easier if the air weren't so utterly polluted by your presence.
Mary: [Standing in front of everyone naked] Do you like my birthday suit? I designed it myself!
Mary: If you don't get out of my house, I'll have my father's guards throw you out!
Christopher Tracy: Why? 'Cause you ain't bad enough to do it yo'self?
Katy: You low shit! What'd you do that for?
Tricky: Cause it's a full moon, I'm a werewolf, bitch, KISS MY ASS!
Christopher Tracy: I ain't afraid of shit!
Tricky: You afraid of bats?
[they see bats on the roof of the restaurant they are at]
[they run out, screaming]
Mary: [practicing her retort] "Maybe if you took off your jock strap, you could breathe a little easier!" I should've said that. I should've said, "Chastity belt? You're sadly mistaken, sir. I wear a cestus. Perhaps you've heard of it? It's an embroidered girdle originally worn by Venus, and it inspires love. Perhaps you've heard of love? I doubt it." He's just a peasant. He doesn't even know who Venus is.
Christopher Tracy: [talking about Isaac Sharon] He's a little possessive, don't you think?
Mrs. Wellington: He likes to collect things, including people.
Christopher Tracy: You must be his prized possession.
Christopher Tracy: Just tell people what they want to hear and they're happy.
Tricky: Good evening, ladies. Tricky's the name, and love is my game. You ain't got no money, I love you just the same.
Christopher Tracy: She said I'm an angel, and her heart flies when she's in my arms.
Christopher Tracy: It's no fun to depend on other people for rides.
Mary: Especially not when you're used to taking them for rides the way you do.
Christopher Tracy: What do you want from me, Mary?
Mary: To know what you want from me.
Christopher Tracy: I want to take you on a trip to the moon.
Tricky: Got me out here in the middle of the night watching a window. Handle the money and leave the drawers to me.
Mrs. Wellington: [Christopher writes something on a check] Fa you?
Christopher Tracy: Tell him it's Chinese.