Edward D. Wood, Jr.: This story's gonna grab people. It's about this guy, he's crazy about this girl, but he likes to wear dresses. Should he tell her? Should he not tell her? He's torn, Georgie. This is drama.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: So he showed up not dead yet. Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls. Don't ever argue with the big dog, because the big dog is always right. Marshal Biggs: Woo-woo-woo-woof.
Frank Whitaker: How about this girl getting her husband another drink? Cathy Whitaker: Don't you think you've had enough, dear? Frank Whitaker: No, honey, I don't think I've had enough!
[about Yente, the matchmaker] Tzeitel: But Mama, the men she finds. The last one was so old and he was bald. He had no hair. Golde: A poor girl without a dowry can't be so particular. You want hair, marry a monkey.
[speaking with the father of the girl he plans to marry, and after telling him that he's in hiding from some gangsters] Michael: Some people will pay a lot of money for that information; but then your daughter would lose a father, instead of gaining ...
[last lines] [Sean reads a note from Will: "Sean, if the Professor calls about that job, just tell him, sorry, I have to go see about a girl."] Sean: Son of a bitch... He stole my line.
Chuckie: Morgan, I'm not going to Kelly's just because you like the takeout girl. It's fifteen minutes out of our way. Morgan: What the fuck are we gonna do that we can't spare fifteen minutes?
Helen: [on getting no response from the island's air tower, Helen reaches for her superhero costume, then pulls back] Easy, Helen, easy, easy girl. You're overreacting, everything's fine, they're just... all getting coffee! At the same time. Yeah.
Jareth: I've brought you a gift. Sarah: What is it? Jareth: It's a crystal. Nothing more. But if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams. But this is not a gift for an ordinary girl who takes care of a screaming baby.
Thénardier: Make for the sewers! Get underground! Leave her to me, Don't wait around! You wait, my girl! You'll rue this night! I'll make you scream! You'll scream all right!
American journalist: If you were to give advice to a woman, what would it be? Edith Piaf: Love. American journalist: To a young girl? Edith Piaf: Love. American journalist: To a child? Edith Piaf: Love.
Mrs. Higgins: Where's the girl now? Professor Henry Higgins: She's being pinned. Some of the clothes we bought her didn't quite fit. I told Pickering we should have taken her with us.
Mulan: Mushu, if you're so worried, go stand watch. Mushu: Yeah, yeah. Mushu: [talking and acting like a girl] Stand watch, Mushu, while I blow our secret with my stupid girly habits. Pfft! Hygiene.
Joey Pinero: See this lot here? This lot used to be houses. In fact, there was a house over there on the corner where I kissed my first girl friend. Got her pregnant, too. Marty: Hell of a kiss, Joey.
Tracy Lord: Dexter, say something. C. K. Dexter Haven: Well, I... Tracy Lord: Oh, Dexter, I'm such an unholy mess of a girl. C. K. Dexter Haven: Well, that's no good. That's not even conversation.
Rosemary Woodhouse: What's in this drink? Minnie Castevet: Snips and snails and puppy dog's tails. Rosemary Woodhouse: Oh? And what if we wanted a girl? Minnie Castevet: Do you? Rosemary Woodhouse: Well, it would be nice if the first one was a boy.
Oliver Larrabee: I can never remember that garage girl's name. Linus Larrabee: Sabrina. Oliver Larrabee: Sabrina! What right has a chauffeur got to call his daughter Sabrina? Linus Larrabee: What would you suggest... Ethel?
Tom Hedden: John Niles; come to me then. John Niles: Is this for a drink then, Tom? Tom Hedden: This is for the truth. Your brother; been hangin' around the girls again. You'd better keep a closer watch or we'll be puttin' him away!
Jerry: [Joe used a "Cary Grant" voice when posing as a millionaire] What are you trying to do to that poor girl, putting on a millionaire act? And, where did you get that phony accent? Nobody "talks loike thet"!
Daphne: [in the berth, with the lady band members passing food around and a corkscrew's been brought] Girls, keep it down! You'll wake up the neighbours downstairs, now Josephine... WATCH THAT CORKSCREW!
Inspector Lestrade: And you were supposed to wait for my orders. Sherlock Holmes: If I had, you'd be cleaning up a corpse and chasing a rumor. Besides, the girl's parents hired me, not the Yard. Why they thought you'd require any assistance is beyond...
