Putter: If you don't let me out I'm throwin' up all over the front seat.
Ophelia: You're supposed to be taking your medication! Your father says please give him his pills.
Lloyd: I haven't had a pill since we left the house, haven't wheezed once.
Putter: I'll be grounded till I'm 35 years old.
Donna Davy: I don't have any idea what she wants to say. She can recite the Gettysburg Address for all I care.
Ophelia: Would you look at those tits?
Putter: I think they're gross.
Ophelia: That's because you don't have any.
Pyatt: Hubie and the truth have a way of not gettin' along with each other.
Putter: Is that a boy or a girl?
Lloyd: Girl, Joan of Arc. She dressed up as a man and led the French in fighting the English. She heard voices, 'stop being a peasant', 'France needs you', 'the truth needs you'. And she won, she beat the English, but then.
Putter: Then what?
Lloyd: The French, burnt her, alive.
Ringwald: If that scooter's not back on your front lawn in two days.
Billie Jean: We live in Breeze Haven.
Ringwald: All right, in front of your trailer... you give us a call, we'll... drag in the fucker.
Binx: Hey, get your hand off that.
Hubie: What, your sister? Or your fagmobile?