The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Brad:
[singing] Dammit, Janet, I love you.

Brad:
[after the Transylvanians perform the Time Warp.] Say, do any of you guys know how to Madison?

Brad:
[Dr. Scott crashes through the laboratory wall.] Great Scott!

Brad:
[repeated line.] Hi, my name is Brad Majors, and this is my fiancée, Janet Weiss.

Janet:
I don't like men with too many muscles.

Janet:
If only we were amongst friends... or sane persons!

Janet:
[singing] Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me / I wanna be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me / Creature of the night!

Janet:
I'm a muscle fa-a-a-an!

Janet:
Oh, dear, you're hurt! Did they do this to you?

Janet:
[singing] I'll put up no resistance, I want to stay the distance.

Janet:
[singing] I've tasted blood and I want MORE.

Janet:
Is he.. Frank, I mean, is he your husband?

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
How do you do? I/ see you've met my/ faithful handyman. He's just a/ little brought down, because/ when you knocked, he thought you were the candy-man.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] Don't get strung out by the way I look./ Don't judge a book by its cover./ I'm not much of a man by the light of day,/ but by night I'm one hell of a lover!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] I'm just a sweet transvestite, from Transsexual, Transylvania.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
You look like you're both pretty groovy!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
Well, you got caught with a flat!/ Well, how about that?/ Well, babies, don't you panic!/ By the light of the night,/ It'll all seem all right!/ I'll get you a satanic mechanic! [While singing 'how about that?', Dr. Frank N. Furter looks directly into the camera and raises one eyebrow, implying that he may have had something to do with the breakdown]

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
So, come up to the lab,/ and see what's on the slab!/ I see you shiver with antici... [3-second long pause] ...pation./ But maybe the rain/ isn't really to blame,/ so I'll remove the cause.../ [chuckles] but not the symptom.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[After hacking Eddie to death with a pickaxe] One from the vaults. Don't be upset - it was a mercy killing. He had a certain naïve charm, but no muscle.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
In just seven days, I can make you a man. Dig it if you can.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[hitting Riff-Raff with a whip] How did it happen?! I understood you were to be watching!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
That's a rather tender subject. Another slice anyone?

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] A mental mind f*** can be nice.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] Planet Schmanet Janet!!!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] Don't get hot and flustered! Use a bit of mustard!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
It's not easy having a good time! Even smiling makes my face ache!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
Do you think I made a mistake splitting his brain between the two of them?

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
COME! We are ready for the floor show!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] Whatever happened to Fay Wray? / That delicate satin-draped frame; / As it clung to her thigh, / How I started to cry, / 'Cause I wanted to be dressed just the same!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh - erotic nightmares beyond any measure, and sensual daydreams to treasure forever. Can't you just see it? Don't dream it, be it!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
'Cause I've seen blue skies, through the tears in my eyes. And I realize, I'm going home.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] I'll tell you once, I won't tell you twice, you better wise up, Janet Weiss. Your apple pie don't taste too nice. You better wise up, Janet Weiss.

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
Do your worst, inferior one!

The Criminologist:
I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey.

The Criminologist:
It's just a jump to the left.

The Criminologist:
[reading from dictionary] "Emotion: Agitation or disturbance of mind; vehement or excited mental state." It is also a powerful and irrational master. And from what Magenta and Columbia eagerly viewed on their television monitor, there seemed little doubt that Janet was, indeed... its slave.

The Criminologist:
[Last spoken lines.] And crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. Lost in time. And lost in space... and meaning.

The Criminologist:
A night out... it was a night out they were going to remember for a very long time.

Riff Raff:
You're wet. (after observing an obviously drenched Brad and Janet)

Riff Raff:
[singing] It's astounding, time is fleeting, madness takes its toll.

Riff Raff:
The master is not yet married, nor do I think he ever will be. We are simply his servants.

Riff Raff:
Everything in is readiness, Master. We merely await your... word.

Riff Raff:
MERCYYYYYYY!

Riff Raff:
You know this earthling? [correcting himself.] This... person?

Riff Raff:
[laughing with Magenta, cuts off suddenly and turns to her]"Hahahahahah- SHUT UP!"

Riff Raff:
[singing] Frank-n-Furter it's all over. Your mission is a failure, your lifestyle's too extreme. I'm your new commander, you now are my prisoner. We return to Transylvania, prepare the transit beam.

Riff Raff:
Say good-bye to all of this. And say hello... to oblivion.

Riff Raff:
[referring to Frank'N'Furter and Columbia'] They didn't like me! ...They never liked me!

Riff Raff:
[After answering the door for Brad and Janet] Helloo. [Later] I think perhaps you better both... come inside.

Magenta:
You're lucky. He's lucky. I'm lucky! WE'RE ALL LUCKY! [laughs.]

Magenta:
[singing]It's so dreamy / Oh, fantasy, free me! / So you can't see me / No, not at all. In another dimension, / With voyeuristic intention, / Well secluded, I see all.

Magenta:
Come along, the master doesn't like to be kept waiting. [beat.] Shift it!

Magenta:
[bangs gong.] Master! Dinner is prepared!

Magenta:
[frustrated] Ahh, I grow weary of this world! When do we return to Transylvania, huh?!

Magenta:
I ask for nothing! ...Master.

Magenta:
But I thought you liked them! ...They liked you.

Columbia:
[singing.] Well I was walking down the street, just a-havin' a think/ When a snake of a guy gave me an evil wink! He shook-a me up, he took me by surprise/ He had a pick-up truck and the devil's eyes! He stared at me and I felt a change/ Time meant nothin', never would again!

Columbia:
[watching Brad and Janet being stripped to their underwear.] Oh, slowly, slowly! It's too nice a job to rush!

Columbia:
"He's okay!"

Columbia:
My God! I can't stand any more of this! First you spurn me for Eddie, and then you throw him off like an old overcoat for Rocky! You chew people up and then you spit them out again... I loved you... do you hear me? I loved you! And what did it get me? Yeah, I'll tell you: a big nothing. You're like a sponge. You take, take, take, and drain others of their love and emotion. Yeah, well, I've had enough! You're gonna choose between me and Rocky, so named 'cause of the rocks in his head!

Columbia:
[singing] It was great when it all began/ I was a regular Frankie fan.

Columbia:
[singing] Everybody shoved him, I very nearly loved him I said, 'Hey listen to me, stay sane inside insanity', but he locked the door and threw away the key.

Eddie:
[singing] Whatever happened to Saturday night?

Eddie:
[singing] Hot patootie, bless my soul! I really love that rock n' roll!

Eddie:
[singing]I'm out of my head / Oh hurry, or I may be dead. They musn't carry out their evil deeds. [bloodcurdling scream.]

Riff Raff:
Hello.

Brad:
Hi! My name is Brad Majors, and this is my fiancée, Janet Weiss. I wonder if you might help us. You see, our car broke down a few miles up the road. Do you have a phone we might use?

Riff Raff:
You're wet.

Janet:
Yes - it's raining. [gives Brad an off look.]

Brad:
Yes.

Riff Raff:
Yes... I think perhaps you better both come inside.

Janet:
You're too kind.

...

Janet:
Oh Brad, I'm frightened. What kind of a place is this?

Brad:
Uh, it's probably some kind of hunting lodge for rich weirdos.

Janet:
Oh.

Riff Raff:
This way.

Janet:
Are you having a party?

Riff Raff:
You've arrived on a rather special night. It's one of the master's affairs.

Janet:
Oh, lucky him.

Magenta:
You're lucky, he's lucky, I'm lucky, we're all lucky! [laughs maniacally.]

[singing]

Riff Raff:
With a bit of a mind flip/

Magenta:
You're into the time slip/

Riff Raff:
And nothing can ever be the same.

Magenta:
You're spaced out on sensation. HAH!

Riff Raff:
Like you're under sedation!

All:
Let's do the time warp again!

Janet:
Brad, please, let's get out of here.

Brad:
For Godssakes, get a grip on yourself, Janet.

Janet:
But it seems so unhealthy here.

Brad:
It's just a party, Janet.

Janet:
Well, I wanna go!

Brad:
Well we can't go anywhere until I get to a phone.

Janet:
Well then ask the butler or someone!

Brad:
Just a moment, Janet. We don't want to interfere with their celebration.

Janet:
This isn't the Junior Chamber of Commerce, Brad!

Brad:
They're probably foreigners with ways different from our own. They may do some more... folk dancing.

Frank:
Enchanté. Well! How nice. And what charming underclothes you both have. But here. Put these on. They'll make you feel less... vulnerable. It's not often we receive visitors here, let alone offer them... hospitality.

Brad:
Hospitality!? All we wanted to do was to use your telephone, Goddammit, a reasonable request, which you've chosen to ignore!

Janet:
Brad, don't be ungrateful.

Brad:
Ungrateful!

Frank:
How forceful you are, Brad. Such a perfect specimen of manhood. So... dominant. You must be awfully proud of him, Janet.

Janet:
[bashful.] Well, yes I am.

Frank:
Do you have any tattoos, Brad?

Brad:
Certainly not!

Frank:
Oh, well. [looks at Janet.] How 'bout you?

Janet:
What have you done with Brad?!

Frank:
[honestly surprised] Nothing. Why, do you think I should?

Brad:
What have you done with Janet?!

Frank:
[honestly surprised] Nothing. Why, do you think I should?

Dr. Scott:
Janet!

Janet:
Dr. Scott!

Brad:
Janet!

Janet:
Brad!

Frank:
Rocky!

[Rocky looks over to Frank]

Dr. Scott:
Janet!

Janet:
Dr. Scott!

Brad:
Janet!

Janet:
Brad!

Frank:
Rocky!

[Rocky looks over to Frank]

Dr. Scott:
Janet!

Janet:
Dr. Scott!

Brad:
Janet!

Janet:
Brad!

Frank:
Rocky!

[Rocky looks over to Frank]

Dr. Scott:
This sonic transducer...it is, I suppose, some kind of audio-vibratory-physio-molecular transport device?

Brad:
You mean...?!

Dr. Scott:
Yes, Brad, it's something we ourselves have been working on for quite some time. But it seems our friend here has found a means of perfecting it. A device which is capable of breaking down solid matter and projecting it through space...and who knows, perhaps even time itself!

Magenta:
I ask for nothing, Master!

Frank:
And you shall receive it, IN ABUNDANCE!

Magenta:
But I thought you liked them! They liked you.

Riff-Raff:
They didn't like me! They never liked me!

Give yourself over to absolute pleasure.

Dig It If You Can

A Different Set Of Jaws.

Another Kind Of Rocky.

He's the hero -- that's right, the hero!!

Don't Dream it, Be It!

A Musical Dream Come True (British poster)

"I don't like men with... too many muscles."

"I didn't make him for YOU!"

...

Dr Scott:
We came here to discuss Eddie

Columbia:
Eddie?!

Frank:
[threatens Columbia with an electric carver] That’s a rather tender subject, another slice anyone?

Columbia:
Excuse me… [leaves room and starts screaming]

Dr Scott:
[breaking the fourth wall] I knew he was in with a bad crowd, but it was worse then I imagined… Aliens!

Rocky:
Ugh?!

Frank:
Go on, Dr Scott. Or should I say, Dr Von Scott?

Brad:
Just what exactly are you implying?

Dr Scott:
It’s alright!

Brad:
But Dr Scott!

Dr Scott:
That’s alright, Brad!!

Brad:
[After Dr Frank N Furter asked Brad if he had any tattoos] Certainly not!

Brad:
Hospitality! All we wanted to do was use your telephone, goddammit, a reasonable request you’ve chosen to ignore!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
Tonight, my unconventional conventionalists, you are about to witness a new breakthrough in biochemical research, and paradise is to be mine!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
[singing] It's something you'll get used to! A mental mind f*** can be nice!

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
Ok? Ok!? I think we can do better then that! Brad and Janet, what do you think of him?

Dr. Frank N. Furter:
Well, really, That’s no way to behave on your first day out… but, uhmm, since your such an exceptional beauty, I’m prepared to forgive you.

Riff Raff:
(How sentimental) And also presumptuous of you. You see, when I said WE were to return to Transylvania, I referred only to Magenta and myself. I'm sorry, however, if you found my words misleading, but you see, you are to remain here, in spirit, anyway.

Magenta:
Tell us about it, Janet!

Columbia:
You’re very lucky to be invited up to Frank’s Laboratory, some people would give their right arm for the privilege. (People like you?) Ha! I’ve seen it!

Trumpeting like an elephant