Pretty in Pink

Steff:
Money really means nothing to me. Do you think I'd treat my parents' house this way if it did?

Iona:
Does he have... strong lips?

Andie:
How can you tell?

Iona:
Did you feel it in your knees?

Andie:
I felt it everywhere.

Iona:
Strong lips.

Iona:
I know I'm old enough to be his mother, but when the Duck laid that kiss on me last night, I swear my thighs just went up in flames! He must practice on melons or something.

Steff:
I've been out with a lot of girls at this school. I don't see what makes you so different.

Andie:
I have some taste.

Duckie:
May I admire you again today?

Duckie:
This is a really volcanic ensemble you're wearing, it's really marvelous!

Duckie:
What now?

Andie:
Bed.

Duckie:
Yours or mine? Ours?

Blane:
You said you couldn't be with someone who didn't believe in you. Well I believed in you. I just didn't believe in me. I love you. always.

Andie:
I just want them to know that they didn't break me.

Duckie:
Hello and welcome to another day of higher education!

Duckie:
I'm off like a dirty shirt.

Andie:
You know your talking like that just because I'm going out with Blane

Duckie:
His name is Blane? Oh! That's a major appliance, that's not a name!

Duckie:
You know what an older women does for me?

Iona:
Changes your diapers?

Duckie:
Touché.

Andie:
What are you doing?

Duckie:
I had to use the bathroom, so I figured I'd come in the back.

Andie:
I'm sure there are bathrooms all over the place!

Duckie:
I'm not nine, Andie, I know that.

Andie:
Were you here long?

Duckie:
No, no! Three, four... hours.

Duckie:
We don't have none of this stuff in the boy's room! Wait a minute! We don't got none of this... we don't got doors on the stalls in the boy's room, we don't have, what is this? What's this? We don't have a candy machine in the boy's room!

Andie:
I don't know what I'm doing!

Iona:
Wishful make-upping!

Andie:
May I admire you?

Duckie:
If you wish!

Andie:
If somebody doesn't believe in me, I can't believe in them.

Blane:
You couldn't buy her, though, that's what's killing you, isn't it? Stef? That's it, Stef. She thinks you're sh*t. And deep down, you know she's right.

Duckie:
This is an incredibly romantic moment, and you're ruining it for me!

Duckie:
It's the end of the month, they're out of toilet seat covers!

Andie:
Well, not nothing. I mean, I kissed him...

Iona:
Anywhere interesting?

Steff:
That girl was, is, and always will be nada!

Duckie:
It's called a sense of humor - you should get one - they're nice.

Steff:
Andie, you're a b*tch.

Duckie:
Well, that's very nice. I'm glad. Well here's... here's the point, Andie. I'm not particularly concerned with whether or not you like me, because I live to like you and... and I can't like you anymore. So... so when you're feeling real low and... and dirty, don't look to me to pump you back up 'cause... 'cause... 'cause maybe for the first time in your life I WON'T BE THERE!

Blane??!

Blane:
How are you doing?

Andie:
Why haven't you called me?

Blane:
Oh, I got nailed for the stable thing. I guess the groom saw us. It's against the rules.

Andie:
I called you three times and I left messages.

Blane:
Yeah? Well I didn't get them. My family... they're irresponsible about that stuff, you know?

Andie:
I waited for you this morning.

Blane:
Yeah? Where?

Andie:
Parking lot. I saw you and I thought you saw me.

Blane:
No.

Andie:
What about prom, Blane?

Blane:
Andie, I'm having a bad day. Can we talk later?

Andie:
No. What about prom?

Blane:
Why don't we meet after school?

Andie:
No! What about prom?

Blane:
Andie, come on.

Andie:
Just say it.

Blane:
What?

Andie:
Just say it. I wanna hear you say it.

Blane:
Andie, please, all right?

Andie:
I wanna hear you say it.

Blane:
A month ago, I asked somebody else and I forgot.

[Andie pushes him against a locker]

Andie:
You're a liar! You're a filthy, f***ing, no-good liar. You don't have the guts to tell me the truth. Just say it!

Blane:
I'm not lying.

Andie:
Tell me!

Blane:
What do you want to hear?

Andie:
Tell me!

Blane:
What?

Andie:
You're ashamed to be seen with me.

Blane:
No, I am not!

Andie:
You're ashamed to go out with me. You're terrified that you're goddamn rich friends won't approve. [hits Blane] Just say it! [hits him again] Just tell me the truth!

Blane:
You don't understand Andie, it has nothing at all to do with you.

[Andie runs away]

Blane:
[wipes a tear] Andie!

Duckie:
So what, you're going to go out with this guy? Is this like a date or something?

Andie:
Yeah. You’ll like him. He’s not like the other guys, seriously.

Duckie:
No…no! You-you really pissed me off Andie, cause you know they sh*t on everybody including you!

Andie:
Who's shitting on me? I'm not gonna let anybody sh*t on me!

Duckie:
He’s just gonna use your ass and throw you away! God I would’ve died for you.

Andie:
So what am I supposed to do, he asked me out and I like him! If I hate him because he's got money, just listen to me. If I hate him because he's got money then that’s the exact same thing as them hating us because we don’t. Do you understand?

Duckie:
You can’t do this and respect yourself. You-you can't.

Andie:
We’ll I’ll make that decision alright.

Duckie:
Sure, you can do what you want!

Andie:
You know you're talking like that just because I'm going out with Blaine.

Duckie:
Blaine? His name is Blaine? Oh! That's a major appliance, that's not a name!

Andie:
Just because I'm going out with "Blaine" it doesn't mean I still can't be friends with you! I mean it doesn't change the way I feel about you.

Duckie:
That's-that's really nice, I'm-I'm glad. Here's the thing Andie. I'm not particularly concerned with whether or not you like me, because I live to like you and-and I can't like you anymore. So-so when you've had your heart splattered all over hell and you're feeling really low and dirty don't look to me to pump you back up, cause-cause maybe for the first time in your life, I won't be there!

Andie:
I can't believe your actually saying this.

Duckie:
Well I guess that's just tough sh*t!

Steff:
I thought that was very uncool of you last night, Blane.

Blane:
What?

Steff:
What?

Blaine:
You mean Andie?

Steff:
Yeah, I mean Andie.

Blane:
What's the big deal? I like her. Matter of fact, I was pissed off at you guys for being so nasty to her.

Steff:
It was way out of order for you to foist her on the party.

Blane:
Steff, you hear yourself? You hear the same a**hole sh*t I hear?

Steff:
What, do I have to spell it out for you, Blane?

Blane:
I guess so.

Steff:
Nobody appreciates your sense of humor you know. As a matter of fact, everybody's about to puke from you. I mean if you've got a hard-on for trash, don't take care of it around us pal, alright?

Blane:
Right, buddy.

Steff:
Listen, I don't need a lot of sh*t on this one, Blane, alright. I really don't.

Blane:
Is money all that matters to you?

Steff:
Where the hell does that come from? C'mon, look around you. Would I treat my parent's house like this if money was any kind of issue? Why are you doing this? Why don't you just... nail her, and get it over with? Why are you getting involved?

Blane:
Is there something wrong with that?

Steff:
I just think it's stupid, you know. It's pointless. I mean, your parents. I think they'll be thrilled.

Blane:
[defensively] They have nothing to do with it.

Steff:
Oh, really? I've seen your mother go to work on you, Blane. It's vicious. When Bill and Joyce get through with you, you won't know whether to sh*t or go sailing... Listen, I'm getting really bored with this conversation, all right, Blane? You know, if you want your piece of low-grade ass, fine. Take it, you know? But if you do, you're not going to have a friend.

Blane:
Is that right?

Steff:
Yeah, that's right. I mean, if you wanna make the choice, go ahead. Make it. Alright? I personally wouldn't trash a friendship over it. But, hey I'm old fashioned, so... Why don't you take a shower? You look like sh*t.

Andie:
You know, it's so insane that someone you've never met, never talked to can be your enemy.

Andie:
Duckie, stop!

Duckie:
God, Andie, I would have died for you!

Duckie:
Drinking and driving don't mix, that's why I ride a bike.

Blane:
What can I say, I overestimated my friends. I screwed up, I'm sorry ok

Steff:
Why don't you go to take a shower, you look like sh*t.

Iona:
[finishes stapling records to the window display] Applause, applause, APPLAUSE.

Iona:
[On the phone with boyfriend] "Bondage has no place in my life. Since when? Since I spent the night tied up in the backseat of your car!"

Iona:
Andie, hon. Listen, it's after 7:00. Don't waste good lip gloss.

Bouncer at CATS:
Love's a b*tch, Duck. Love's a b*tch.

Principal:
If you give off signals that you don't want to belong, people will make sure that you don't.

Andie Walsh:
Duckie, please!

Steff Mckee:
Well, listen, any girl who did that to me, I would not be too jazzed to hold onto, Blane. It's not worth it, man. I told you it isn't gonna work, you know. This girl was, is, and will always be nada.

Steff Mckee:
[to Duckie] You got a problem, friend?

Steff Mckee:
A little, lingering doubt perhaps, Blane? You know, you gotta give her credit though. I mean, after you dumped her, she certainly went out and found herself what I'd have to say is probably the most interesting date that our generation...