There's a convention, all right. There's also the ladies' morgue.
Will you look at that! Look how she moves! It's like Jell-O on springs. Must have some sort of built-in motor or something. I tell you, it's a whole different sex!
— Don't worry, Spats. One of these days we're gonna dig up those two guys.
— That's what you'll have to do — dig 'em up.
It's not how long you wait, it's who you're waiting for!
— It is so draughty. They must catch cold all the time.
— Quit stalling. We'll miss the train.
— I feel naked. I feel like everybody's starin' at me.
— With those legs? Are you crazy?
I don't want you to think I'm a drinker. I can stop if I want to, only I don't want to. Especially when I'm blue.
— Can't make an omelette without breakin' an egg.
— What's with the omelette?
— Nag, nag, nag. We got a yacht, a bracelet, you've got Osgood, I've got Sugar. We'll be cookin'.
— Joe!
— What?
— Something tells me the omelette is about to hit the fan...
— They don't care. You're wearing a skirt. It's like waving a red flag to a bull.
— I'm sick of being the flag. l wanna be a bull again.
None of that, Sugar. No guy is worth it.
— Better bring a check in case the joint is raided.
— Who's gonna raid a funeral?
— Some people don't respect the dead.
— There are two things I will not put up with during working hours: liquor and men.
— Men?
— Don't worry about that.
— We wouldn't be caught dead with men! Rough, hairy beasts with eight hands! And they all just want one thing from a girl!
— I beg your pardon, miss!
— Nellie baby, what are you doin' tonight?
— Tonight? Why?
— Cos I've got some plans.
— I'm not doing anything.
— Really?
— I just thought I'd go home and have some cold pizza.
— Then you'll be in all evening?
— Yes, Joe.
— Good. Then you won't be needing your car.
— My car? Why, you...
— What do you want from me? My head on a plate?
— No, your bass. If we hock that and my sax...
— Are you crazy? We're up the creek and you wanna hock the paddle.
I'm tired of getting the fuzzy end of the lollipop.
I'm a girl. I'm a girl. I wish I were dead. I'm a girl... I'm a girl... I'm a girl...
— It's Shell Oil.
— No!
— Yes!
— He wants to have supper with me on his yacht. He's picking me up at the pier.
— No!
— Yes.
— You heard her — yes.
— Josephine, just imagine. Me, Sugar Kowalczyk from Sandusky, Ohio, on a millionaire's yacht. If my mother could only see me now.
— I hope my mother never finds out.
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