Milton's Father: God's in her gullet. And he's in yours, too!
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Uncle Belvedere Rickettes: Woo-Wee, you caught me in my birthday suit, butt-naked!
Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: I may be a drape, but I love your granddaughter. And if that's a crime, I'll stand convicted, ma'am.
Baldwin: Allison! They beat me and kicked me... all because I love you.
Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Heavy hangs the head, that last night wore the crown.
Cry-Baby: # Now, I can't let the right thing stand in my way / Someday, baby, I'll know better / Right now making her pay #
Cry-Baby: # The woman want a Cadillac, she don't want no man / I used to have a woman, said she loved me so #
Wanda's mother: Let's all put on a folk hat and learn something about a foreign culture!
The Judge: The only place you're going to sing is in jail.
Milton's Father: God's in her gullet. And he's in yours, too!
Baldwin: Honey, his kind of music isn't even on the Hit Parade!
Milton's Father: Let Jesus Christ be your gang-leader!
The Judge: What a sad vision of today's youth. The juvenile authorities have had it with Drape gangs.
Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Your Honour, I am Allison's grandmother.
Uncle Belvedere Rickettes: Woo-Wee, you caught me in my birthday suit, butt-naked!
Allison: I'm so tired of being good.
Baldwin: Allison! They beat me and kicked me... all because I love you.
Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Heavy hangs the head, that last night wore the crown.
Cry-Baby: # The woman want a Cadillac, she don't want no man / I used to have a woman, said she loved me so #
Wanda's mother: Let's all put on a folk hat and learn something about a foreign culture!
The Judge: The only place you're going to sing is in jail.
Milton's Father: God's in her gullet. And he's in yours, too!
Baldwin: Honey, his kind of music isn't even on the Hit Parade!
Milton's Father: Let Jesus Christ be your gang-leader!
The Judge: What a sad vision of today's youth. The juvenile authorities have had it with Drape gangs.
Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Your Honour, I am Allison's grandmother.
Uncle Belvedere Rickettes: Woo-Wee, you caught me in my birthday suit, butt-naked!
Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: I may be a drape, but I love your granddaughter. And if that's a crime, I'll stand convicted, ma'am.
Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Heavy hangs the head, that last night wore the crown.
Cry-Baby: # Now, I can't let the right thing stand in my way / Someday, baby, I'll know better / Right now making her pay #
Cry-Baby: # The woman want a Cadillac, she don't want no man / I used to have a woman, said she loved me so #
Wanda's mother: Let's all put on a folk hat and learn something about a foreign culture!
The Judge: The only place you're going to sing is in jail.
Milton's Father: God's in her gullet. And he's in yours, too!
Baldwin: Honey, his kind of music isn't even on the Hit Parade!
Milton's Father: Let Jesus Christ be your gang-leader!
The Judge: What a sad vision of today's youth. The juvenile authorities have had it with Drape gangs.
Wanda's mother: Look left, look right. That's right, then walk. Good teenagers!
Cry-Baby: That's right, Allison. My father was the "Alphabet Bomber." He may have been crazy, but he was my pop. Only one I ever had. Allison: God. I heard about the Alphabet Bomber. Bombs exploding in the... in the airport and barber shop... Cry-Baby: That's right. All in alphabetical order. Car wash... drug store... I used to lay in my crib and hear him scream in his sleep..."A,B,C,D,E,F,G... BOOM! BOOM!" Allison: But your mom... Cry-Baby: My mother tried to stop him. She couldn't even spell, for Christ's sake, but they fried her too.
The Judge: By the way, that's a shame about your face. Hatchet-Face: There's nothing the matter with my face. I got character!
Cry-Baby: Kiss me! Kiss me hard. Allison: I've never given a French kiss before. Cry-Baby: Watch, it's easy. You just open your mouth, and I open mine, and we wiggle our tongues together. And it feels real sexy. Allison: I won't get mononucleosis, will I?
Wanda's Father: Hi, Wanda honey. Wanda's mother: You were on the radio. Wanda: Would you just get me the fuck out of here? Wanda's mother: What's "fuck" mean, Hector? Wanda's Father: Oh, Maggie, it's just a teen nonsense word Wanda uses to make herself feel all grown-up. Wanda's mother: Your Honor, could we take Wanda the fuck home?
Wanda: Think Cry-Baby's got blue balls for the chick? Hatchet Face: Allison's a square, Wanda. Cry-Baby don't dig squares. Pepper: No, she's a scrape - part square, part drape. I think she's pretty.
Baldwin: We're squares, Allison, and squares got to stick together. Allison: Yeah, but Drapes are people too. They just look different.
Cry-Baby: You'll be Queen, and I'll be your King / But if you leave my hive you're gonna feel my sting. / Cause you're my Queen. Allison: You're the King. Cry-Baby, Allison: A king Queen. Cry-Baby: A King cry baby with my Queen by my side. Cry-Baby, Allison: And if you mess with us man, you're gonna cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.
Milton Hackett: Looks like somebody lost their laundry. Lenora Frigid: Hello Cry-Baby. You've scorched me, man. Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Later, Lenora. Lenora Frigid: But Cry-baby, I need a date for tonight's Jukebox Jamboree. Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Well, I'm solo, sugar. Lenora Frigid: Wanna see these gunboats? I give, Cry-baby. I give bare second on the first date. Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Use your mentality and cool down! Wanda: Yeah, Lenora, your bosoms ain't nothin'! Hatchet-Face: Better watch it, bozo! You might catch a cold! Pepper: My brother wouldn't touch your titties with a ten-foot pole. He likes his women bad, Lenora, not cheap!
Allison: What's the matter, Cry-Baby? Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Everything's the matter! Allison: It's just the thunderstorm. Heat lightening. It's sexy. Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: It's not sexy! Electricity makes me insane!
Cry-Baby: I'm gonna sing tonight and thought she might like to hear it. Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Baldwin, mind your manners. Baldwin: This is what we think of your kind of music Allison: How dare you hit him? You don't own me, Baldwin. I have the right to hear Cry-Baby sing. Baldwin: Don't get all worked up honey. The punk got what he deserved.
Allison: It's really wild, but I'm-I'm afraid that I'm not gonna fit in here. You know, with your friends, and stuff. Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: You're cool, Allison. You just look square. Underneath it all, I think you're really hep. Hatchet-Face: Well, what have we here? Wanda: The first square to ever set foot in Turkey Point. Pepper: Hey fine mama, welcome to the Jukebox Jamboree! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: These are the Cry-Baby girls. That's Wanda. Wanda: Dig it, babe. You need a new look! Hatchet-Face: Don't you got tits? Stick 'em out, for God's sake! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: That's Hatchet-face. She don't mean no harm. Pepper: The first thing a Cry-Baby girl learns: our bazooms are our weapons! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Now, Pepper's pregnant, but she can fight like a man! Wanda: I wouldn't be caught dead in a full skirt. Pepper: Hey girls, what do you think? Let's give Allison here a bad girl beauty makeover. You game? Allison: Sure! Think I got what it takes? Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper: Whoa ho ho! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: You got it, Allison. You got it raw!
Baldwin: You think you're a big man, Cry-Baby, but you're lower than your dead father! And guess who pulled the switch on that jerk? My grandpappy, that's who! And every Christmas since, my whole family gathers together and he retells the story of the day he electrocuted your daddy, and we just laugh! Hatchet Face: Let me punch his ugly face! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: It's okay, Hatchet. You're beautiful, baby. But I'll take care of this maggot! Do you know how to play the automobile game called Chicken? Baldwin: Sure! My car and your jalopy! We head toward one other at full speed. First one to turn the wheel before we smash is a chicken! The Judge: Is that legal? Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Stop this insanity! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: I got some new rules, sucker! How 'bout you and me on top of the car? Baldwin: I'm man enough, you big cry baby! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: That's "Mr. Baby" to you! Fellas of the press, this chicken race tonight is for my daddy. And I'd like to sing something in his memory. Something hill-billy... something colored! Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Something my daddy would have loved!
Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Allison, I'm sorry to get you locked up! But tonight, well, you were the coolest date I ever had! Allison: But Cry-Baby, who was that girl? Why didn't you tell me you already had a lady friend? Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: That Lenora ain't nothing to me! I swear on my daddy's grave! I'm burning inside to touch you, baby!
Pepper: That's my little snare drum. Susie Q, Pepper Walker's Daughter: And, Ma, I swiped six hubcaps like a big girl!
The Judge: Mrs. Malnorowski, there is no smoking in this courtoom. Hatchet's Mother: I pay taxes on cigarettes, don't I? And what do I get for those taxes? Happiness? *Hell* no! I get tuberculosis!
Cry-Baby: High school hell cats. Pepper, Hatchet Face, Milton Hackett, Allison, Wanda: On our own. Cry-Baby: High school hell cats. Pepper, Hatchet Face, Milton Hackett, Allison, Wanda: Almost grown. Cry-Baby: Come on pick a fight, we wish you would. I love being bad cause it sure feels good. Oh-oh!
Allison: He lied to me, Grandmother. And the whole worid knows that I'm just a Drape fool. Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Oh, heavy hangs the head, that last night wore the crown.
Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Baldwin, please be a gentleman and call off this race. It's too dangerous! Baldwin: Mrs. Vernon-Williams, you were born a square and you're gonna die a square. You're coming with me!
Uncle Belvedere Rickettes: Today's a special day for me and your grandmother. We've been together ten whole years. Ramona Rickettes: I'm just so proud of all my drape children! Oh Wanda, you sure is pretty in them tight clothes, all painted up like trash! Wanda: I wish you and Belvedere were my parents. Ramona Rickettes: Now Milton, boy, you are everything a man should be: you're young, stupid, and... mean! Milton Hackett: We're gonna play some cool music for you tonight, Ramona. Ramona Rickettes: And Hatchet-face, oh honey! You're just like me. Now, you put the T in tough! So hard you could've been eating nails for breakfast! But that's the way a woman's got to be these days. Hatchet-Face: I'd kick a square's ass for you in a minute, Mrs. Rickettes! Ramona Rickettes: Oh, this is the best gang my grandson could ever have!
Allison: Oh, Crybaby, your fingers feel so good! Cry-Baby: I've been saving it up for a girl like you.
Cry-Baby: I had my first cigarette before I could walk / And I was strumming this guitar before I could talk, Cause I'm the King. Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper, Milton Hackett, Allison: King Cry Baby. Cry-Baby: Yeah, I'm the King. Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper, Milton Hackett, Allison: King Cry Baby. Cry-Baby: Oh, I'm the King. Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper, Milton Hackett, Allison: King Cry Baby. Cry-Baby: A King Cry Baby with a tear in my eye / If you mess with the King you're gonna cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.
Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the annual RSVP Talent Show. The Squares: Good afternoon, Mrs. Vernon-Williams. Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: First, I must apologize for my frazzled nerves. However, this afternoon we were attacked by a gang of juvenile delinquents. Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: It's alright. No one was injured. Juvenile delinquents are everywhere. Right here in this community. Boys with long hair and tattoos who spit on the sidewalk. Girls who wear tight slacks. Hysterectomy pants, I call them. And if one of these creatures ever approach you on the street, you are to silently repeat to yourself the four "B's" you learned here at RSVP. And what are they, children, the four "B's"? The Squares: Beauty, brains, breeding and bounty!
Cry-Baby: I can sing pretty good. Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: 'Well,' not 'good.' Haven't you *ever* heard of the English language?
The Judge: I see that your parents haven't taken the trouble to come to get you. Hatchet's Father: Oh, yes, we did. You happy now, Mona? Huh? You finally did it. You put your own Mother in an iron lung.
Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Mrs. Vernon-Williams, I hear you're havin' a talent show at your charm school today. Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: I can barely imagine what *you* would call music.
