Tank Girl

Tank Girl:
This comet came crashing into the earth. BAM! Total devastation. No celebrities, no cable TV, *no water*! It hasn't rained in 11 years. Now, 20 people gotta squeeze into the same bathtub. So it ain't all bad.

Booga:
I was a dog, but because I was really good, they moved me up to human being status.

Booga:
Ehh... sort of.

T-Saint:
I say we kill 'em!

Donner:
I say we hump 'em.

Tank Girl:
Ladies, lock up your sons!

Donner:
Wanna dance?

Jet Girl:
I don't know how.

Donner:
It's okay, I brought the condoms!

Tank Girl:
Look, it's been swell, but the swelling's gone down.

Tank Girl:
Look, if you want to torture me, spank me, lick me, do it. But if this poetry sh*t continues just shoot me now please.

Tank Girl:
You gotta think about it like the first time you got laid. You gotta go: "Daddy, are you sure this is right?"

Tank Girl:
I'm gonna hit you so hard, your children will be born bruised!

Tank Girl:
I'm too young for this sh*t!

T-Saint:
How much did they pay you to spy on us?

Tank Girl:
Two dollars and fifteen cents!

Tank Girl:
Feeling a little inadequate?

Tank Girl:
I can get you out!

Tank Girl:
I have two words for you. Brush you teeth!

Deetee:
Okay, we're gonna give you babes a chance to prove yourselves. Call it an initiation.

T-Saint:
You fail, you die!

Donner:
Yeah, but first, you gotta strip.

Booga:
That's not in the plan.

Deetee:

Donner:
Why not?

Deetee:
The code will be..."on the road." Yeah...

Donner:
He's Jack Kerouac incarnate.

Tank Girl:
You are so pretty it makes me sick.

Tank Girl:
To the Bat Tank!

Tank girl:

The super has left the model girl, let's go!