My Girl 2

Vada:
Shelly's already told me all about about sex.

Harry Sultenfuss:
She told me too. I mean, she told *me* she told *you* about sex. I - I personally knew about sex long before I met Shelly.

Vada:
I figured you did.

Vada Sultenfuss:
Why is it boys talk so much, when they have nothing to say? And girls have plenty to say, but no one will listen?

Alfred Beidermeyer:
UCLA. My Cardigan-Sweater period.

Vada Sultenfuss:
Life's full of barbaric customs. But I hope they all end with a kiss like that.

Rose Zsigmond:
And you. I don't suppose your father gave you permission to pierce your ears?

Vada Sultenfuss:
Not exactly.

Rose Zsigmond:
Well, just don't shave your legs. Your father will never let you visit us again if I send you back hairless and full of holes.

Harry Sultenfuss:
Your Dad's a paranoid nitwit who has never let his baby girl out of his sight for the simple reason that he's a paranoid nitwit.

Vada:
If I get married, I'll never change my name.

Nick:
Why? You think the guy should change his name?

Vada:
I don't think anybody should change their names, that way you can't find them when you need them!

Nick:
What if you don't want to be found?

Vada:
Why do you argue with everything I say?

Vada:
I remember before I was born, wounded up like a fur ball in the highly overrated fetal position, luckily I'm not claustrophobic, but on rainy days I still fell a tightness in my left shoulder. So now that my stepmother's pregnant, I understand what the baby's going through, and I'm not jealous at all, really, not at all.

Nick:
Are you waiting for someone?

Nick:
Excuse me, I asked you a question.

Vada:
I'm not supposed to talk to strangers, not even nuns.

Nick:
Who are you? Hitler's hall monitor?

Vada:
I love the fragrance of vintage books.

Nick:
I love the fragrance of chili dogs.

Alfred Beidermeyer:
Don't be a poet, be a TV repairman.

Kevin:
Vada, if bullshit wore a bra, you'd be top heavy.

Hary Sultenfuss:
Hey, you're not eating your meatloaf.

Shelly DeVoto Sultenfuss:
If I eat it I'll throw up.

Hary Sultenfuss:
Well you should at least try a little bit.

Shelly DeVoto Sultenfuss:
Then I'll throw up a little bit.