Sonny

Jewel:
Damn stupid girl! She'd GIVE it away if I didn't stay on top of her all the time.

Carol:
You know, you still need some money until you can earn some. You want me to help?

Sonny:
D'I have to f*** for it?

Carol:
Yeah.

Carol:
Now I know why Mother calls you "a natural born whore."

Sonny:
That's not the reason.

Sonny:
How's the husband, Meg?

Meg:
Oh, well, I've traded that old dud in for a new one... since I've seen you.

Sonny:
Come on, Henry. You know half the people in the quarter know me as a whore. No one's gonna give me a straight job.

Henry:
If I take you to the restaurant, will you come and stay the night in my room?

Jewel:
Oh, Henry, not if front of my boy.

Henry:
"Not if front of your boy?" He's a grown man, for God's sake. Besides that, you've had him out selling cock since he was twelve years old. It ain't like we haven't known each other for awhile.

Sonny:
Hey, Mama. W'don't you just give him some p*ssy?

Jewel:
Is that any way to talk to your poor mama?

Maitre d':
I'm sorry, ma'am, but if you're trying to accustom yourself to eating indoors, using silverware and plates, then you're going to have to learn to wear shoes.

Sonny:
We ALL failures, Mama.

Jewel:
You see, that's easier to say than to live with.

Acid Yellow:
Cut is face! Cut his mother-f***in' face!

Jewel:
Now you listen to me, b*tch, and you better listen good. You don't know Sonny like I do. Y' spend one night with him, you'll think he'd do anything for you. Now, he's that way because I trained him to be that way, so don't you go gettin' no fancy ideas about running off and living happily ever after in Texas City, 'cause he don't care ' damn thing about cha. You still belong to me, girl, and you still do as I say, and if you don't, I'll have you cut and thrown out into the street for the winos, and Sonny won't even know you're gone. Do I make myself clear?

Henry:
All them squares out there, they got just as many problems as you've got.

Sonny:
So you think I should stay, too?

Henry:
No, I... I ain't sayin' that. I'm just... I just... I just want you to understand that if you... if you're goin' to the other side, that-that you're gonna inherit a whole new set of problems. Stayin' or goin' is up to you. I care for you, boy. I just don't want you gettin' in t' anything that you can't handle.

Gretchen:
[having just had sex with Sonny] Oh, my God. That was... amazin'. You know, you should do that for a livin'. Oh...

Sonny:
I do.

Henry:
You didn't even give the boy a chance.

Jewel:
Don't worry about it. He's doin' what he's best at.

Henry:
Yeah, that's right. Drivin' himself off a cliff, just like you taught him, right?

Sonny:
Twenty years ago, my mama used to work here. One day this Texas pimp came in, tried to steal her back to Dallas. She runs in the room, calls my daddy. My daddy runs through that door with this sawed-off shotgun, the pimp sittin' right over here, and my daddy let's this load of double-ought buckshot right past his nose. That pimp was up, out of here, never heard from again. That's the only story my mama ever told me about my daddy.

Carol:
Well, then, what happened to him?

Sonny:
I don't know. I never met him. You know, he just up and left. Mama won't talk abut him. Hell, I don't even know what he looked like.

Jewel:
You could take me out eatin' if you didn't spend all your money guzzlin' whiskey and gamblin', when the only thing you're any good at's losin'.

Henry:
Now, you hold on, woman! We've been through all this before! I don't say nothin' about your ass gettin' fatter by the minute...

Jewel:
Now, you leave my ass outta this!