Cry-Baby

Wanda's mother:
Let's all put on a folk hat and learn something about a foreign culture!

The Judge:
Oh, and I'm sorry about your face.

Hatchet-Face:
There's nothing the matter with my face. I got character!

Wanda:
I wouldn't be caught dead in a full skirt.

Pepper:
My brother wouldn't touch your titties with a ten foot pole. He likes his women bad, Lenora, not cheap.

Allison:
I want to, but I can't, for my parent's sake. They're both dead, Cry-Baby, I'm an orphan!

Cry-Baby:
Oh, I'm sorry, Allison. But no wonder we're together. I'm an orphan, too.

Allison:
You are?

Cry-Baby:
Yes! And orphans have special needs.

Allison:
Well, okay, but outside the shirt this time.

Allison:
I'm so tired of being good.

Pepper:
The first thing a Cry-Baby girl learns is our bosoms are our weapons.

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker:
I may be a drape, but I love your granddaughter. And if that's a crime, I'll stand convicted, ma'am.

Wanda:
Think Cry-Baby's got blue balls for the chick?

Hatchet Face:
Allison's a square, Wanda. Cry-Baby don't dig squares.

Pepper:
No, she's a scrape - part square, part drape. I think she's pretty.

Baldwin:
I'm Baldwin and these are the Whiffles. And we're PROUD to be square!

Cry-Baby:
My dad was the Alphabet Bomber!

Allison:
I heard about the Alphabet Bomber! Bombs going off in the Airport, Barber Shop.

Cry-Baby:
That's right. All in alphabetical order too.

Cry-Baby:
Car Wash, Drug Store. I used to lay in my cradle and hear him yell in his sleep

Cry-Baby:
A-B-C-D-E-F-G. BOOM! BOOM!

Cry-Baby:
You got it Allison. You got it RAW!

Uncle Belvedere Rickettes:
Woo-Wee, you caught me in my birthday suit! Buck naked!

Lenora Frigid, Has hots for Wade Walker:
Hey Cry Baby, you scorched me, man.

Lenora Frigid, Has hots for Wade Walker:
I've had my baby, I'm a square now.

Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother:
You may be a square but you're still a tramp

Cry-Baby:
I'm going to sing something for my dead father, something hillbilly, something colored, something he would have loved.

Cry-Baby:
I'm aching inside to touch you, baby.

Cry-Baby:
Electricity makes me INSANE!