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It's just not fair. I didn't wanna come here, anyway. This school sucks. You done me a favour, shithead. You saved me four fuckin' years from this ass-lickin' school. You're lookin' at one happy lady. Who wants to go to a fuckin' school to learn to dance, anyway?

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There are 50,000 people walking around calling themselves actors and maybe 500 are making a living at it. Most of those do commercials to pay the rent. The rest wait tables, clean other people's apartments, living on welfare and hope. And don't think talent's enough to get you through. You've gotta have a strong technique, a good agent, and, most of all, a thick skin; because, now you're part of an underprivileged minority and you're going to suffer.

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Doris: I mean, if I don't have a personality of my own, so what? I'm an actress! I can put on as many personalities as I want! Montgomery: [raises his glass] To schizophrenia! Doris: [also raising glass] Abso-fucking-lutely!

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Montgomery: You wanna get a pizza? We could split an Angie's special - with anchovies! Ralph: Anchovies? Man, fuck anchovies. Man, I died out there and you're talking about fucking pizza? Montgomery: No, I'm talking about eating pizza.

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Shorofsky: No! No! No! Hold the bow like this! Not like this! This isn't your dick you're holding! It's a violin bow! Hold it with respect, like... Bruno: ...Your dick?

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Farrell: Diction! Watch your diction, Ralph. You're slurring your words. Ralph: What? Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Marlon Brando slurred his words, you know. Montgomery Cliff slurred his words. James Dean slurred his words. They were the greatest actors in the whole world and nobody could understand a word they said.

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Hilary: [about Leroy] Son derriere noir... c'est formidable! Lisa: Wow, I love your accent. What did you say? Hilary: I dig his black ass.

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Coco: I'm a professional. A few unkind words aren't going to bother me. I know its not going to be all standing ovations. Hilary: Certainly not for you, my dear. Coco: Look, I'm not my dear! You can fuck my dear. Hilary: Well, thank you. [Looks at Leroy] That might be fun. Coco: That might be impossible. He's not into vanilla. Hilary: Might be a nice change, from black cherry. Coco: You know what they say? The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice. Hilary: Yes, but who wants diabetes?

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Miss Berg: Where's his application? Lydia: He doesn't have one. Miss Berg: Well, get him one! [Watching Leroy's dance moves] What do you call that? Lydia: Wicked!

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Hilary: You see, I was offered this place in the San Francisco Ballet. I haven't told anyone yet, but I'm gonna take it. I don't care what they think. I'm a good dancer. Better than good. Maybe even the best in the school. And that's not conceit, it's just simple honesty. If I stay in New York, everyone will think I bought my way into ABT. And I'm not starving myself for Balanchine's City Ballet. Not that I mind doing the corps de ballet bullshit. I'd sooner do it out of town. I'll pay my dues on the west coast, come back to New York a star. You see, I've always had this crazy dream of dancing all the classical roles before I'm twenty-one. I want Giselles and CoppÈlias coming out of my feet. And Sleeping Beauties, and the Swan. I want bravos in Stuttgart and Leningrad and Paris. Maybe even a ballet created especially for me. You see? There's no room for a baby. Nurse: Will this be Master Charge or American Express, honey?

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Montgomery: 'A pie in the face comes with the job.' That's what my mom says; she should know. Doris: I don't get it. Montgomery: A real artist must never be afraid of what other people are gonna say about him.

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Mrs. Sherwood: Speak English. Leroy: I speak like I likes. Mrs. Sherwood: This is my home room. You'll speak as I like. I teach English. Now, if that's a foreign language, you're going to learn it.

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Shorofsky: One man is not an orchestra. Bruno: Who needs orchestras? You can do it all with a keyboard, an amp and enough power. Shorofsky: You going to play all by yourself? Bruno: You don't need anybody else. Shorofsky: That's not music, Martelli. That's masturbation.

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Leroy: I told you I done it and I forgot it. Mrs. Sherwood: My hearing is fine. It's your homework that's missing. And these couple of pages I have are unintelligible. Leroy: It's a secret language, all right? It ain't meant for whiteys to understand!

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Mrs. Sherwood: This is no Mickey Mouse school. You're not getting off easy. Because you're talented, you'll work twice as hard. Now, I don't care how well you dance or how many colored tutus you have. If you don't give your academic subjects equal time, you're out. Leroy: Bullshit!

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Mrs. Finsecker: Barbra Streisand didn't change her name. Doris: I don't want to talk about it any more! Mrs. Finsecker: Well, I'll call you Doris, like I always have. Doris: Well, I won't answer! Mrs. Finsecker: It's a perfectly good name! Doris: Yeah, for a perfectly good person. A skinny, boring, nondescript, perfectly good person.