Shag

Elvira:
Y'all is the horniest bunch of white folks I ever seen!

Malaina:
I can't believe I'm making out with Jimmy Valentine.

Luanne:
If I'm not engaged by the time I'm twenty, I'm gonna kill myself.

Buzz:
Don't play hard to get. You might miss something.

Carson:
It was our last weekend together, and we didn't feel like going to Fort Sumter and touring goddamn colonial homes. We wanted to go to the beach and meet boys and go to wild parties and dance.

Pudge:
Why can't girls ask boys to dance?

Luanne:
Daddy's bourbon. Strictly off-limits.

Luanne:
I think somebody's been here!

Luanne:
I can't feel my teeth!

Buzz:
I'm Buzz Ravenal. Let's dance.

Carson:
I'm sorry, I'm engaged.

Buzz:
Well, I'm sorry you're engaged, too.

Harley:
Are you Fuzzy?

Buzz:
In my opinion, marriage is just a legalized form of prostitution.

Pudge:
Stay on your diet dear, YUCK YUCK YUCK.

Chip:
Know any elephant jokes?

Pudge:
Is that a remark?

Chip:
Huh?

Pudge:
Oh, sorry, I'm just real senstive about my weight.

Chip:
What weight?

Carson:
You want me to go all the way up there, to a Yankee school, just so I can come over every weekend and practice "free love" with you?

Buzz:
Well, not every weekend.

Luanne:
Now, if you'd wear my momma's hoop skirt.

Malaina:
I know how to win this thing.

Luanne:
That's not a great way to think.

Malaina:
Listen, I am as pretty as any of those girls in Hollywood. This is my ticket out of here. I am not going to college like some of you. Jimmy Valentine is going to notice me, and it's not gonna be in your momma's hoop skirt!

Luanne:
Well, would you at least consider my one-piece?