Dr. Frank-N-Furter :
Cards for sorrow
Cards for pain
'Cause I’ve seen blue skies
Through the tears in my eyes
And I realize I’m going home
Oh, Auntie Em, there’s no place like home!
The first condition is, no one knows you’re working for Auntie. You hit him, you go. The second is, it’s a fair fight. The third is, it’s to the death.
Death!
DEATH!
Death!
DEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAATTHHHHHHHH!
Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!
I will make this simple to understand: keep your station clear, or I will kill you!
Are you trying to get a rise out of me, Agent Kujan?
You always were a cunning linguist, James
Marla… the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if only you could stop tonguing it, but you can’t.
Excuse me, but I was just wondering…why do you wear a stud in your tongue?
I’ve always felt that hardware was much more reliable.
Have you thought much about luggage, Mr. Banks? It’s the central preoccupation of my life. You travel the world, you’re away from home, perhaps away from your family. All you have to depend on is yourself…and your luggage.
Moving right along
Footloose and fancy free
Getting there is half the fun
Come share it with me
Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off of my knees
Hey Louise, better slow down, I’ll just die if we get caught over a speeding ticket. Are you sure we should be driving like this, I mean in broad daylight and everything?
Two eyes, my car, I’m driving!
Ok, Suzie Homemaker. Let’s go.
A drive? And miss Gilligan?
(Apologies for using this again so soon.)
Come on, little buddy, it’s only a three hour tour!
And you, you little shit-head… you’re staying here.