Grease

Grease quotes

48 total quotes (ID: 705)

Betty Rizzo
Danny Zuko
Frenchy
Multiple Characters
Principal McGee


[to Sandy] Men are rats, listen to me, they're fleas on rats, worse than that, they're amoebas on fleas on rats. I mean, they're too low for even the dogs to bite. The only man a girl can depend on is a daddy.


Cha Cha: They call me Cha Cha because I'm the best dancer at St. Bernadette's.
Frenchy: With the worst reputation.

[singing] [Panda falls on Betty] Keep your filthy paws off my silky drawers.
Would you pull that crap with Annette?

We have pictures of you so-called mooners. And just because the pictures aren't of your faces doesn't mean we can't identify you. At this very moment those pictures are on their way to Washington where the FBI has experts in this type of identification. If you turn yourselves in now, you may escape a Federal charge.

Coach Calhoun: [Danny is trying out for wrestling and smoking a cigarette] All right, let's trying cutting it to two packs a day. Now, you have to change.
Danny: Well, yeah. That's why I'm here, ya know? To change.
Coach Calhoun: No, I mean your clothes.
Danny: Oh.

Coach Calhoun: Game rule one: all couples must be boy-girl.
Putzie: Yeah, too bad, Eugene.

Vince: Hi, I'm Vince Fontaine, I'm judging the dance contest.
Marty: I don't think I'm entered.
Vince: A knockout like you? What's your name?
Marty: Marty.
Vince: Marty what?
Marty: Maraschino. You know, as in cherry.

Rizzo: Where are you goin'? To flog your log?
Danny: Much better then hanging around here with you dorks.

Girls: [singing] Tell me more, tell me more!
Rizzo: 'Cause he sounds like a drag.

Frenchy: Doody, how do I look?
Doody: Like a beautiful blonde pineapple!

Danny: Oh, bite the weenie, Riz.
Rizzo: With relish.

Frenchy: What do you guys think of Sandy? Do you think we can let her into the Pink Ladies?
Rizzo: Nah, she looks to pure to be pink!

Sandy, Sandy! Beauty is pain.

[singing] Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee,
Lousy with virginity.
Won't go to bed 'til I'm legally wed.
I can't, I'm Sandra Dee.

[singing] Elvis! Elvis!
Let me be.
Keep that pelvis far from me!