Joan Jett: Your family? Are we not your fucked up family now?
Kim Fowley: Jail-fucking-bait! Jack-fucking-pot!
Marie Currie: 你 took Mom's black heels?
Cherie Currie: Like she's ever worn anything twice? Anyway, 你 should be 更多 worried about her finding out about how old your skanky boyfriend is.
Marie Currie: I'm sorry. Does your boyfriend have a car? I'm sorry, do 你 even have a boyfriend?
Cherie Currie: Hey, Derek, did Marie tell 你 she's not wearing any underwear?
Tammy: My brother says guys don't like girls who are tough. He says guys like girls to be soft and flirty.
Joan Jett: He would say that, he's a pussy.
Tammy: He does spend a lot of time doing his bangs.
Marie Currie: Mom's gonna kill you. It really looks terrible.
Cherie Currie: Good.
Joan Jett: Hey, what kinda amps do 你 guys got?
吉他 Teacher: Um, I think for now we'll remain... unplugged.
Joan Jett: No, man, I wanna play, like, Chuck Berry. "Johnny B. Goode," 你 know?
吉他 Teacher: We'll get there. We'll get to Johnny. But for now... 'On 最佳, 返回页首 of Old Smokey. All covered with snow. I 迷失 my true sweetheart. From a-courtin' too slow... '
Joan Jett: 'Old Smokey'? That's goofy, man. How 'bout 'Smoke on the Water'? Come on, I know 你 know that one.
吉他 Teacher: Finger the E chord, like so. 'On 最佳, 返回页首 of Old Smokey... '
Joan Jett: 'All covered in blow... I dumped my poor sweetheart... for screwin' too slow.'
Joan Jett: Uh, are 你 Kim Fowley?
Kim Fowley: Lemme guess. 你 sing in a band. And it's the greatest fucking band in the world. And I'm the luckiest dogfucker because I get to hear it first.
Joan Jett: I'm, uh... I'm Joan Jett. I play guitar.
Kim Fowley: Joan Jett, that's a cool name. 你 guys got a demo?
Joan Jett: No... No, guys, man. I want to start an all-girls rock band.
Kim Fowley: Really. Well, maybe I am the luckiest dogfucker after all... Sandy! Sandy the drummer, this is Joan Jett. She claims to be some sort of 吉他 goddess.
Joan Jett: Well, I didn't say that... that 'goddess' thing.
Sandy West: It's cool.
Kim Fowley: What in the fuck have 你 girls been doing over there?
Joan Jett: We've been practicing! Like 你 said.
Kim Fowley: Well, get back to it. 你 bitches are gonna be bigger than the fucking Beatles!
Kim Fowley: Joan! This is Joan Jett. And 你 are?
Cherie Currie: Cherie.
Kim Fowley: Cherie? Cherie what?
Cherie Currie: Currie.
Kim Fowley: Cherie Currie. That's your real name? Tell me, Cherie Currie, can 你 sing 或者 play a musical instrument?
Cherie Currie: Yeah. Yeah, I can sing. I won a talent 显示 lip-syncing David Bowie. Why?
Kim Fowley: 'Why?' aks the maybe-great Cherie Currie. Read my lips. We 爱情 your look. We're choosing 你 to become a part of rock 'n' roll history. Do 你 want to be in the band?
Cherie Currie: Are 你 kidding?
Kim Fowley: How old are you?
Cherie Currie: Fifteen.
Kim Fowley: Jail fucking bait. Jack fucking pot!
Kim Fowley: Repeat after me: 'I'll give ya something to live for. Have ya, grab ya, till you're sore.'
Cherie Currie: I can't say that.
Kim Fowley: No? Okay. Bye-bye. Go sell girl scout cookies.
Kim Fowley: I like your style. A little Bowie, a little Bardot, and a look on your face that says I could kick the shit out of a truck driver.
Kim Fowley: Dog shit! Urine-stained dog shit! Rock 'n' roll is a blood sport, a sport of men. It's for the people in the dark, the death cats, the masturbators, the outcasts who have no voice, no way of saying I hate this world, my father's a faggot, fuck you, fuck authority - I want an orgasm! Now, growl! Moan! This ain't women's lib, kiddies - the is women's libido! I wanna see the scratch marks down their fucking backs! Now, do it again. Again. Like your boyfriend just fucked your sister in your parent's bed. LIKE 你 WANT A FUCKING ORGASM!
Joan Jett: No, man, I like 'Airplane' better. 'Jefferon Starship' sounds like a fucking 迪士尼 ride 或者 something.
Cherie Currie: My mother's gonna kill me. She's gonna take a gun and kill me. Don't 你 guys have any kind of curfew?
Joan Jett: Nah, my dad split. He was the strict one.
Cherie Currie: Yeah? Mine left, too. Well, he didn't really leave, ah, he was kicked out and replaced.
Joan Jett: Do 你 take the garbage out now?
Cherie Currie: Yeah. Well, me and my sister.
Joan Jett: Yeah, me too.
Cherie Currie: What is this?
Sandy West: It ain't baby shampoo. I call it the dirty sink. A little bit of everything from my parent's liquor cabinet. Just a little, so they can't tell I'm dipping into their stash.
Cherie Currie: My dad would notice - he likes his booze.
Sandy West: Is he an alcoholic?
Cherie Currie: No, he just likes it. He says that's the difference. He likes to drink, he doesn't need to drink.
Sandy West: I like to drink.
Joan Jett: The dirty sink is where we're gonna be puking that shit up tomorrow.
Sandy West: Hey, Salt 'n' Pepper - race 你 down the hill.
Joan Jett: You're fucking on.
Marie Currie: 你 know how many new bands think they're gonna make it?
Cherie Currie: Kim thinks we got a real shot.
Marie Currie: Kim Fowley? That guy's a total creep. Seriously, I heard he has a 涂层, 外套 made out of dog fur.
Cherie Currie: Well, excuse me if I don't wanna work at the Pup 'n' Fry for the rest of my life.
Cherie's Mom: Okay, places, everyone! Places! I have a big scene for us today!
Marie Currie: [sarcastic] What is it, Mother Dear?
Cherie's Mom: We're moving to Indonesia!
Marie Currie: What? What do 你 mean?
Cherie Currie: What do 你 mean, "we"?
Marie Currie: You're leaving? You're leaving us?
Cherie's Mom: Nobody's leaving anybody! We're a family. We'll always be a family. This is just something we need to do right now.
Cherie Currie: Why?
Cherie's Mom: 你 girls are 更多 than welcome to come with... If 你 want.
Marie Currie: To Indonesia?
Cherie's Mom: Well... I've talked with your father and you're just as welcome to go and live with him at Aunt Evie's.
Cherie Currie: And where exactly are we supposed to sleep at Aunt Evie's?
Cherie's Mom: Dad's bought a pull-out sleeper. 最佳, 返回页首 of the line! Oh, come on. It's not as bad as it sounds.
Cherie Currie: No, it's worse. Why can't we just stay here?
Cherie's Mom: Don't be ridiculous, you're 15 years old. Look, everybody just calm down, okay? This is a transition, not a tragedy... We're gonna be fine!
Cherie Currie: Stop saying "we"! There's obviously no "we" here anymore! There's you. There hasn't been any "we" since 你 kicked Dad out for leaving stupid water rings on the furniture!
Cherie's Mom: Don't be so dramatic, Cherie. Stop 展示 off.
Cherie Currie: Oh, I'm dramatic? Says the actress. Places, everyone! Places! Places!
Kim Fowley: Pig stink! They'll eat 你 alive out there! Rock 'n' roll is tough 音乐 played in tough venues! Men don't like to seem women anywhere but in their kitchens 或者 on their knees - let alone on stage with guitars. Now, buckle up and get ready for bootcamp, 婴儿 - you're gonna be trained like the Viet fucking Cong.
[shouts outside]
Kim Fowley: Bring it in!
[Guys filter in carrying crates filled with junk]
Kim Fowley: Okay, filthy pussies, today is heckler's drill. These degenerates here are not your fans. They're not here to tell 你 how pretty 你 look, they don't want your fucking autographs. They want to hurt you. They want 你 to retreat. Do NOT.
[the girls look at each other wearily]
Kim Fowley: Now, 移动 it, 移动 it - I wanna see 你 bitches to the death dance. Play!
[Guys start throwing bottles and bricks and garbage]
Kim Fowley: Incoming!
Kim Fowley: 你 hear that? That's the sound of hormones raging.
Kim Fowley: Cherie Currie. 樱桃 bomb. Sex kitten. Brigitte Bardot in a trailer park. Joan Jett. The rock 'n' roll heart, 街, 街道 tough brunette. Sandy West. Miss California with a joint in her mouth and a chip on her shoulder. Lita Ford. The 爱情 child of Sofia Loren and Ritchie Blackmore. 你 do not wanna fuck with Lita.
Joan Jett: Hey, hecklers drill really worked. This girl threw a can at me and I threw it right back at her!
Kim Fowley: 你 girls were doing the death dance tonight. Showed those little pussies how to cock fight.
Cherie Currie: I 爱情 you.
Marie Currie: I 爱情 you, too. Don't forget about the little people.
Cherie Currie: You're taller.
Sandy West: What the fuck?
Cherie Currie: What, we're supposed to all share one bed?
Lita Ford: Fuckin' Kim, man!
Joan Jett: Open up, ya filthy varmint. Compliments of your non-alcoholic father.
Joan Jett: Are 你 rubbing?
Sandy West: It's not working - I don't feel anything. I think I'm doing it wrong.
Joan Jett: Think Leaf Garret - Scott Biao.
Sandy West: I am - it's not working.
Joan Jett: Just keep rubbing. How about Farrah Fawcett? Do 你 like her?
Sandy West: Yeah... I feel something! I feel something!
Joan Jett: Hey, what the fuck? Plug me back in! Asshole.
Band Member: Watch your mouth, kid, 或者 we'll have to turn 你 over to child services.
Joan Jett: Fuck you, old man!
Sandy West: [band member throws a cigarette at Joan] Hey, what's your fucking problem?
Joan Jett: I wouldn't, man. It's a lose-lose situation.
Band Member: How's that?
Joan Jett: Well, if 你 win, 你 beat up a girl. If 你 lose, 你 got up 由 a girl.
Sandy West: A teenage girl.
Band Member: Sound check's canceled. You'll have one if 你 ever get to headline. Now go to your rooms, do your fucking homework 或者 something.
Joan Jett: Like we need a sound check, 你 prog rock dick.
Sandy West: Pretty soon you'll be opening for us!
Band Member: Opening your legs, maybe.
Joan Jett: 嘿 kid, wake up, we got some bad news.
Cherie Currie: [tired] What?
Joan Jett: Fuckin' Kim, man. He snaked us.
Cherie Currie: What?
Joan Jett: Remember how he was all, 你 gotta pay your dues, that's how we're gonna get a record deal, blah-fucking-blah? Well he was right.
Joan Jett: [pause]
Joan Jett: We fucking did it!
Cherie Currie: What?
Joan Jett: That Frankenstein-looking, crazy motherfucker did it! Mercury fucking Records! Mercury fucking Records!
Cherie Currie: We got signed?
Joan Jett: Yep! We're going to Hollywood in like an hour, we're gonna tell the rest of the girls. Get your LITTLE 屁股 ready!
Kim Fowley: Yeah, I was gonna form a band of drawrves, 你 know, but their hands were too small. They couldn't hold their instruments.
Record Executive: Well, these girls can certainly hold their instruments.
Kim Fowley: And their liquor.
Kim Fowley: Girls nowadays, they don't have any role models. This band is self-empowerment, man - Aphrodite, Cleopatra, Eurydice! No 更多 second-class status, sitting at concerts with asshole boyfriends who worship bands from a 流行的 Mechanics evalutation of amplifiers. The Runaways have the most chance of any group I've seen... To do with the Beatles did. To tear this world apart.
Cherie Currie: I'm taking a break.
Lita Ford: Again?
Kim Fowley: No, you're not. 你 狗 wanna stay up all night, eating pussy, sucking cock, chewing Quaaludes, that's fine. But not until 你 get this song down. Now, do it again: One! Two! Three!
[the girls start playing]
Kim Fowley: Horse shit! Horse shit!
[Cherie laughs]
Kim Fowley: What are 你 laughing at? 你 think 你 can sing like that in front of people? In front of customers? 你 bitches need to start thinking like men. No snips, no snails, no 小狗 dog tails - men wanna fuck! Men want this! Filthy pussy! And you're gonna give it to them. You're gonna put it in their faces and then take it away, just to break their fucking hearts. What's wrong, Cherie, are 你 tired?
Cherie Currie: Yeah.
Kim Fowley: Yeah, are 你 bored?
Cherie Currie: Yeah, I am, actually.
Kim Fowley: Well, guess what? You're not allowed to be tired, you're not permitted to be bored. You're an employee. 你 are my property, and you'll do as I say 或者 你 can go flip tacos with your better-looking sister.
Cherie Currie: Fuck you, Kim. I'm losing my voice. I'm taking a break.
Kim Fowley: Hey! News flash, diva: This ain't the opera. They're not coming to hear your chops. They're not coming to hear 你 bang on your drum. We are in the 音乐 business. 你 wanna be artists, cut off your fucking ears and mail them to your boyfriends. 你 wanna be rock stars, listen up. Now, Cherie's lack of greatness - her lack of rock 'n' roll authority - is getting in the way of our product. What is that product? Sex! Violence! Revolt!
Scottie: Wake up, we're almost there. Hey, if you're holding any drugs, get ride of them... Now.
Sandy West: Bitchin'!
Kim Fowley: Are 你 becoming one with Japan?
Joan Jett: Well, I dunno - I learned how to use chop sticks.
Kim Fowley: I need 你 to keep it together there for me, Joanie.
Joan Jett: Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Joan Jett: What the hell are 你 wearing?
Cherie Currie: I'm thinking with my cock.
Joan Jett: Boner, man.
Cherie Currie: I think I'm gonna wear it.
Joan Jett: Where? To the strip club?
Marie Currie: Hello? Cherie, can 你 hear me?
Cherie Currie: What?
Marie Currie: It's me! Marie. Dad's sick. 你 gotta come home.
Cherie Currie: Who?
Marie Currie: Dad. He's sick. 你 gotta come home, okay? Turn the 音乐 down.
Cherie Currie: Who? I don't have a home. Do 你 have a home?
Cherie Currie: What's your problem?
Lita Ford: What's your fucking problem?
Lita Ford: Did 你 know about this?
Cherie Currie: Kim sent them over. They just showed up at my house with cameras - what was I supposed to say?
Joan Jett: How about no? How about, 'I'm a singer in a band, not Linda fucking Lovelace.' Look at this! When did 你 do this? This is exactly what Kim wants. He's gonna be really happy! But this is all they're gonna say about us! Do 你 think anybody's gonna take us seriously?
Cherie Currie: It's just publicity. It helps everyone.
Joan Jett: Well what were 你 thinking, publicize the music! NOT YOUR CROTCH!
Scottie: Don't worry about them... You're the one they want. You're voice. It's your face on the t-shirts.
Joan Jett: There's an all-girl rock band in Korea now.
Cherie Currie: Yeah?
Joan Jett: Yeah, the singer thinks she's you. They're shit.
Cherie Currie: Did Marie call?
Marie Currie: Well, if it isn't Mary, mother of God. What, no disciples? No cameras?
Cherie Currie: Just me.
Cherie Currie: So, uh... Do I have to actually say all the things I want to say 或者 do we still have the, 你 know - sister thing?
Cherie Currie: Hi, Daddy.
Cherie's Dad: Hi, Kitten.
Cherie Currie: We have money, okay? 你 have money. We're gonna be fine.
Cherie Currie: What the fuck is this?
Sandy West: That was pretty nasty, Kim.
Kim Fowley: That - is what we call controversy. That - is what we call publicity. That - is what we call a juicy story. And you're welcome. Because of me, that peice is twice as long and half of it is about you! This is press, my budding young starlet - not prestige. Get used to it. Now get in the booth and finish the song. I got this place on lock-out and I'm paying through the fucking nose. So let's go, let's go. Sing. Sing!
Cherie Currie: No.
Kim Fowley: No?
Joan Jett: Come on, Cherie, let's just finish and go home.
Lita Ford: Yeah, get in the booth, Cherie.
Joan Jett: Shut the fuck up, Lita. Shut the fuck up!
Lita Ford: 你 shut up.
Cherie Currie: I'm not singing.
Kim Fowley: Of course you're singing. You're a singer, Cherie! That's what 你 do. 你 sing and 你 strut around in your underwear. 你 do what I tell 你 to do. And right now I'm telling 你 to get in the booth. So get in the booth.
Cherie Currie: No.
Kim Fowley: Mm. Get in the booth, Cherie.
Cherie Currie: No.
Kim Fowley: Get in the booth.
Cherie Currie: No.
Kim Fowley: Get in the booth before I lose my patience and send 你 back where I rescued 你 from.
Cherie Currie: Good! Send me back, I don't give a shit! I wanna go back!
Kim Fowley: Careful... Get in the booth.
Cherie Currie: No!
Kim Fowley: Get in the booth!
Cherie Currie: No! I'm not gonna be your little lap dog anymore. You've been speaking for me this whole time - 你 get in the fucking booth! I'm done!
Kim Fowley: 你 dog cunts'll be lucky to get a 演出, gig 唱歌 in the shower.
Cherie Currie: I think I just need a break... From the band.
Joan Jett: If 你 haven't noticed, Cherie, we're in the middle of cutting a record.
Cherie Currie: I just gotta spend time with my family, 你 know?
Joan Jett: Who? Youre mom in Indonesia? Your drunk dad? Are we not your fucked up family now?
Cherie Currie: I can't do this anymore. I need my life back.
Joan Jett: This is my life.
Kim Fowley: The Runaways were... a conceptual rock project that failed. It's all mechanical anyway. The only guy who's honest is the guy who sings in the shower. Everyone else is a prostitute. Do I regret that they turned on me? No, I'm glad they turned on me. It shows spirit. If I'm training a wild dog, and the dog bites my hand, I know I've trained him well... My hand is made of iron. Great rock 'n' roll comes from torment. That's all it took. Look at her, 16 years old and she's already a creep. They'll be fine. In a few years they'll all be living in trailer parks back in the valley. Fat, pregnant, and happy as fleas on a dog. Me, well, I'm on my way to becoming Rock and Roll Legend.
Tammy: I wish I could play. I'd be in a band with you.
Joan Jett: Yeah, well 你 can't.
Tammy: I hear Cherie's trying the 表演 thing. 你 don't need her. 你 should go solo. Like Bowie. Bowie's just Bowie, he doesn't need any band.
Joan Jett: They were my songs. I wrote them. She just sang them.
Tammy: Yeah, but people always remember the singer.
Cashier: [Cherie tries to purchase a handle of vodka] Um, I can't sell 你 this.
Cherie Currie: I have my ID.
Grocery Store Manager: I'm sorry, but, we won't be able to sell 你 that.
Cherie Currie: I'll get 你 all fired. Replaced. Just like that.
Grocery Store Manager: I'm gonna have to ask 你 to leave, please. Right now.
Cherie Currie: You're nothing but dog shit, Mister. And you. You're just a filthy... pussy
Cherie Currie: [intoxicated on the phone] Hola mana! I'm... gonna need 你 to come pick me up.
Marie Currie: I can't, I'm at work. I have to go.
[hangs up]
Cherie Currie: Places everyone! PLACES! PLACES! Places...
Those are my 最喜爱的 movie lines from The runaways movie.
