My Girl

Vada:
I used to like to play with my Ken and Barbie dolls. Ken was my favorite. Then one Christmas I got them a camper and all they wanted to do was hang out in it by themselves. So I wasn't too upset when they took that wrong turn and went over the cliff.

Vada:
I was born jaundiced. Once I sat on a toilet seat at a truck stop and caught hemorrhoids. And I've learned to live with this chicken bone that's been lodged in my throat for the past three years. So I knew Dad would be devastated when he learned of my latest affliction.

Vada:
Dad, I don't want to upset you, but my left breast is developing at a significantly faster rate that my right. It can only mean one thing. Cancer. I'm dying.

Harry:
Okay, Sweetie, hand me the mayonnaise out of the fridge.

Vada:
Pacifist!

Thomas J. Sennett:
Am not!

Vada:
Bed wetter!

Thomas J. Sennett:
I stopped that!

Vada:
Why do you think people want to get married?

Thomas J. Sennett:
When you get old, you just have to.

Shelly:
She won't come out. It's been a whole day. You have to do something, Harry.

Harry:
The funeral's starting.

Shelly:
Open your eyes, she's eleven years old! Her only friend in the world is dead.

Harry:
I know that, but what do you want from me?

Shelly:
Stop hiding, Harry! You run, Harry. When I first came here, the idea of working with dead people didn't exactly thrill me. When I saw a family that lived here... I thought, if I'm living without a family, at least I can work with one... and maybe once in a while get invited in for supper.

Harry:
Yeah... and when those suppers are disrupted because there's a car crash, or a fire, or a little boy steps on a beehive.

Shelly:
I'm not asking you to stop caring for those people. But life isn't just death, Harry. Don't ignore the living... especially your daughter...

Vada:
I'm gonna marry Mr. Bixler.

Thomas J. Sennett:
You can't marry a teacher, it's against the law.

Vada:
It is not.

Thomas J. Sennett:
Yes it is, 'cause then he'll give you all A's, and it won't be fair.

Vada:
Weeping willow with your tears running down / why do you always weep and frown? / Is it because he left you one day? / Is it because he could not stay? / He found shelter in your shade / You thought his laughter would never fade. / On your branches, he would swing / Do you long for the happiness that day would bring? / Weeping willow, stop your tears / for there is something to calm your fears; / If you think death has ripped you forever apart / I know he'll always be in your heart.

Justin:
Feel my aura.

Vada Sultenfuss:
I don't think I'm allowed to.

Thomas J. Sennett:
Vada?

Vada Sultenfuss:
Yeah?

Thomas J. Sennett:
Would you think of me?

Vada Sultenfuss:
For what?

Thomas J. Sennett:
Well, if you don't get to marry Mr. Bixler.

Vada Sultenfuss:
I guess.

Shelly DeVoto:
This Phil, Harry, Gramoo, and Vada Sultenfuss.

Danny:
Vada Sultenfuss? Tough break.

Vada Sultenfuss:
I like my name.

Shelly:
They're dead. All they have are their looks.

Esta película es realmente triste cuando salió por primera vez. Recuerdo haber visto esto con mi hija en 1991. Fue una historia conmovedora y fue muy inesperada.

Shelley:
I have a wonderful disposition, I put people right at ease.

Harry:
Uh, Miss Devoto, there people are already at ease. This is not a beauty parlour. It's a funeral parlour.

Shelley:
They're dead?

Harry:
Yes they are.

Shelley:
Stiffs?

Harry:
Deceased.

Ronda:
He covers me like a blanket, from the cold dark night. As I look into his eyes, I know it's right. To touch, to feel. I know he's real. Flesh all amesh. Flesh all amesh. I can't fight it. There's no point. I wake up and light a joint.

Mr. Bixler:
Uhh, uh. V.. Vada.

Vada:
I wrote a poem, too.

Mr. Bixler:
Please.

Vada:
Ode to Ice Cream, by Vada Sultenfuss. I like ice cream a whole lot. It tastes good when days are hot. On a cone, or in a dish. This would be my only wish. Vanilla, chocolate, or Rocky Road, Even with pie a la mode. That's all I got so far.

Justin:
I hear that Vada. "Flesh all amesh" or "Rocky Road". It's all about desire.

Shelley:
Now, the first rule in applying eye make-up is you can never wear enough blue eye shadow.

Shelley:
That's a pretty ring you're wearing (looks at Vada's mood ring)

Vada:
It's a mood ring. It tells me what mood i'm in.

Thomas J:
It doesn't work, it always stays black.

Vada:
It's only black when you're around, because you put me in a bad mood.

Shelley:
Maybe black means you're happy?

Vada:
I don't think so. Shelly how can I get $35?

Thomas J:
She's crazy, She wants to go to school over the summer.

Vada:
It's not a real school, it's a writing class. I want to be a writer.

Thomas J:
She just wants to go just because her sweetie pie's her teacher.

Vada:
Shut your big fat mouth!

Shelley:
I think you'll make a fine writer. Have you asked your dad?

Phil:
Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry. I told you to use fewer briquettes, and now look what you've done. you've cremated them.

Harry:
Thats what i do.

Vada:
My mommy and daddy did that?

Shelley:
It's actually a very beautiful thing. And look, there wouldn't've been a Vada.

Vada:
I think it should be outlawed. (doorbell rings) Oh, that's probably Thomas J. I don't wanna see him.[On menstruation] It's not fair. Nothing happens to boys.

Thomas J:
Hi Vada. Can you come out?

Vada:
I don't know.

Thomas J:
Please, it's real hot, maybe we can go swimming.

Vada:
No! [Shoving Thomas J off her porch after getting her first period] Get outta here! And don't come back for five to seven days!

Vada:
I'm running away.

Thomas J:
Where are you running to?

Vada:
California. I'm going to Hollywood to live with the Brady Bunch.

Thomas J:
I wanna live with them too.

Vada:
No, you can't. They have enough kids. You'll have to live with the Partridge Family.

Thomas J:
Really?!

Vada:
[Hysterical, at Thomas J.'s funeral] Where's his glasses? He can't see without his glasses.

Vada:
Why do you think people wanna get married?

Thomas J:
When you get older, you just have to.

Vada:
I'm gonna marry Mr. Bixler.

Thomas J:
You can't marry a teacher, it's against the law.

Vada:
It is not.

Thomas J:
Yes it is, 'cause then he'll give you all A's and it won't be fair.

Vada:
Not true [Pause] Have you ever kissed anyone?

Thomas J:
Like they do on TV? No.

Vada:
Maybe we should,, just to see what's the big deal.

Thomas J:
But, I don't know how.

Vada:
Practice on your arms.

Thomas J:
Like this? [They practice kissing on their arms]

Vada:
OK, 'nuff practice. [to Thomas J] Close your eyes.

Thomas J:
But then I won't be able to see anything,

Vada:
Just do it!

Thomas J:
OK, OK! [He closes his eyes]

Vada:
OK, on the count of three. [Leans over] One, two, two and a half, three [Vada and Thomas J kiss] Say something, it's too quiet.

Thomas J:
Umm, Ummmmm...

Vada:
[agitated] Just hurry!

Thomas J:
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America...

Vada and Thomas J:
...And to the republic for which it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. Amen.