Penny: Oh, come on, ladies. God wouldn't have given you maracas if He didn't want you to shake 'em.
Johnny: You just put your pickle on everybody's plate, college boy, and leave the hard stuff to me.
Baby: Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, I'm scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you.
Johnny: Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
Johnny: I'll never be sorry.
Baby: Neither will I.
Johnny: Look, spaghetti arms. This is my dance space. This is your dance space. I don't go into yours, you don't go into mine. You gotta hold the frame.
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