Evelyn Kelcher: Peggy, I don't mean to be intrusive, but are you having problems with Charlie?
Peggy Sue: A lot of things are confusing right now, Charlie is just one of them.
Evelyn Kelcher: Is Charlie pressuring you into doing things you don't think you should be doing?
Peggy Sue: What do you mean?
Evelyn Kelcher: Peggy, you know what a penis is? Stay away from it!
Michael Fitzsimmons: Gilfond's okay, except that he thinks Hemingway is great literature.
Peggy Sue: And you don't?
Michael Fitzsimmons: He's a fisherman. The most overrated writer of the century. I mean, man he is the perfect American Author - fat, violent, drunk.
Peggy Sue: Maybe you're confusing his life with his work.
Michael Fitzsimmons: A writer's life is his work. Jack Kerouac doesn't have to kill a bull to have something to write about. I mean, man, he's out there burning, feeling, grooving on life!
[Peggy Sue purposely squirts ink across Delores' blouse]
Delores Dodge: AHHHHH!
Peggy Sue: Oh I'm so sorry!
Delores Dodge: YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!
Peggy Sue: These pens are so tricky...
Delores Dodge: Go stuff your bra!
Peggy Sue: I beg your pardon?
Delores Dodge: Take a long walk off a short pier!
Peggy Sue: [amused] Have a nice day!
Peggy Sue: Charlie, it's like there's this window into my heart and you can open and crawl in whenever you want. Well, I've got to close it or nothing is ever going to change.
[Peggy Sue is drunk]
Peggy Sue: I'm an adult. I want to have fun. I want to go to Liverpool and discover the Beatles.
Charlie Bodell: Well, what's the point of being a teenager if you can't dress weird?
Delores Dodge: [describing Richard Norvik] From sniveling runt to pompous ass in 25 years. Quite an accomplishment.
Michael Fitzsimmons: [Referring to Charlie as he's singing] The Treble Without a Cause
Walter Getz: The best thing about being a dentist. Pure pharmaceutical grade. Couple of lines of this, I could drill my own teeth.
Maddy Nagle: I always thought you were going to marry Charlie. And that Carol would marry Walter and I'd marry Arthur. We'd all live on the same street and take our kids to the park together and have barbecues every Sunday. It's going to spoil - everything if you and Charlie break up. That Michael Fitzsimmons doesn't look like the barbecue type!
Maddy Nagle: That Michael Fitzsimmons just doesn't look like the barbeque type!
Charlie Bodell: What? Next week, we'll be selling Sanyo remote control VCRs for $299!
Peggy Sue: It's not so bad. I've got two great kids. I've got my own business. Still, if I knew then what I know now., I'd do a lot of things differently.
Delores Dodge: Madeline Hutton and Arthur Nagle were high school sweethearts. Married right after graduation, they're still together. Maddy. Arthur. How does it feel to have missed the sexual revolution?
Maddy Nagle: What? What kind of question is that? That doesn't have anything to do with the reunion, Delores!
Arthur Nagle: Take it easy, kitten.
Nurse: Would you like your Twinkie now?
Reunion Band: [singing] Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, Oh, how my heart yearns for you, Oh, Peggy, my Peggy Sue, Oh well, I love you, gal, I love you Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, Peggy Sue, Oh, Peggy, my Peggy Sue...
Beth Bodell: You are a very hip chick! God, you look like you've stepped right out of Life magazine!
Carol Heath: It's not that bad, really. You just have to think of men like houses, and trade upward.
Mr. Gilfond: The result of his struggle is that Santiago comes back with honor.
Michael Fitzsimmons: Santiago comes back with nothing! There's no meat on the bone. It's Hemingway's ego trying to defend itself again. Trying to prove he can still perform.
Mr. Gilfond: What Hemingway's saying, Michael, is that we are alone. That when we go out too far, we're vulnerable. The irony that Santiago is beaten by the sharks, doesn't make him less of a hero.
Michael Fitzsimmons: Who's the victim and who's the predator?
Walter Getz: Strange rumors are sweeping the school about you.
Charlie Bodell: I love it when you twirl your baton.
Delores Dodge: What a girl, what a twirl. Peg "Leggy" Sue Kelcher. A brief but glorious career as a majorette.
Evelyn Kelcher: My little baby. Don't try to grow up so fast.
Charlie Bodell: [singing] I told my friends that we would never part, They laughed and said that you would break my heart...
Walter Getz: Hey, put on some make-out music and turn out the lights!
Richard Norvik: You see, I think that time is like a burrito - in the sense that one part of itself will fold over - and it will just touch the other part.
Peggy Sue: What's inside?
Richard Norvik: Well, you can fill it with whatever you want. You can fill it with memories, with experiences, trigonometry. Anything.
Charlie Bodell: I'm glad dancing was invented. You know, the first dances were rituals. Like fertility rites.
Evelyn Kelcher: Be a good girl. Wear something cheerful. Perky!
Carol Heath: You'd be surprised at how many girls in school aren't virgins.
Jack Kelcher: Show her a good time, but for heaven's sake, restrain yourself!
Michael Fitzsimmons: What's with you? I thought you were cool. You rode my bike. You blew some pot.
Peggy Sue: Well, the world sure looks better up here.
Michael Fitzsimmons: The world is fantastic. It's the ultimate absurd circus. And I am shot from a cannon into the energy.
Peggy Sue: What are you shooting for?
Michael Fitzsimmons: Maximum intensity. Yeah. I'm going to get out of here. I'm going to write! I'm checking out of this bourgeois motel. *Push* myself away from the dinner table and say: "No more Jell-O for me, Mom!"
Michael Fitzsimmons: I had you pegged all wrong.
Charlie Bodell: What the hell is going on, Peggy Sue? One week you say, "If you love me, you won't." The next week you say, "If you love me, you will." That's a guy's line!
Michael Fitzsimmons: "How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face." I didn't write that. That's Yeats.
Peggy Sue: I envy you. You have your whole life ahead of you and you know exactly what you want.
Peggy Sue: Who needs satellites when I've got Delores' mouth?
Carol Heath: I hear she does more than talk with her mouth.
Maddy Nagle: That's disgusting!
Carol Heath: Maddy, would you grow up? It says right in "Love Without Fear" that the tongue kiss, as a means of genital stimulation, is widely practiced and has much to commend it!
Peggy Sue: Did you memorize the book or just the good parts?
Carol Heath: No. Just what you underlined.
Charlie Bodell: I had a miserable time tonight because of you. When the Monotones did "Book of Love": "Chapter four, you break up, Won't you give it one more chance?" I'm thinking, "Did we break up?" Did we break up? Because if we did I don't even know about it. Did that Maynard G. - Maynard G. Beatnik give you what you wanted?
Elderly Gentleman: Shostakovich? Charlie, I'm just taking the Ravel!
Michael Fitzsimmons: Listen. Take the Shostakovich home. Listen to it. Let it grow on you. If you don't like it, I will give you your money back.
Elderly Gentleman: Oh, well I did like the Dvorák one you suggested. I liked it a lot. And, young man, you talked me into it.
Peggy Sue: No more rat puke, okay? Try and write something beautiful.
Michael Fitzsimmons: This is the plan. As soon as school is finished, we move to Utah.
Peggy Sue: Utah? I thought you'd be going to Paris or New York. I mean, what's in Utah?
Michael Fitzsimmons: Rita. I met her last summer. She's cool. You'll really dig her. She's got this little cabin outside the hills of Provo where she raises chickens. I'll write, and you two can take care of the chickens to support us.
Peggy Sue: I can't do that.
Michael Fitzsimmons: Why not? Polygamy's legal in Utah.
Peggy Sue: I'm allergic to chickens.
Charlie Bodell: What about the group and my singing career? What about me?
Peggy Sue: I am trying to save you *years* of frustration of waiting for that big break. No! That big disappointment so you can blame me for the rest of your life!
Charlie Bodell: You don't know zip. You think I'm gonna spend the rest of my life selling appliances? Chasing women around the store like my father?
Charlie Bodell: Do you think the world would still like me if I stopped being Mr. Excitement?
Delores Dodge: What's the matter, princess? Lost your prince?
Charlie Bodell: You're going to blow it, Peggy Sue. No one treats Charlie Bodell like this.
Peggy Sue: Why do you talk about yourself in the third person like you were Napoleon? Why is everything an argument with you?
Charlie Bodell: Look! I've got the hair. I've got the teeth. I've got the eyes. Oh, Peggy, look outside that window. I've got the car. *I'm* the lead singer. *I'm* the man. Why are *you* arguing with me?
Charlie Bodell: Peggy Sue, wait a minute! Listen, I cut shop and I did some work on your song. You know, it's not half bad for your first try. I changed all the "yeahs" to "oohs," but listen to this: "She loves you, ooh, ooh, ooh; You love me, ooh, ooh, ooh."
Elizabeth Alvorg: Right now, you're just browsing through time. Choose the things you'll be proud of. Things that last.