Jonathan Reeves:
[waves to sit down]
Jody Sawyer:
Wait. All my life I've wanted to be one of ABC's perfect ballerinas. I wanted to be you, Juliette. But I'm not you, and I'm not perfect,I'm just me, bad feet and all, and I'm starting to think that I like that just as much.
Jonathan Reeves:
[begins to speak]
Jody Sawyer:
No, because if you're not going to offer me a place in the company I don't want to hear it. And if you are, I might not have the strength to say no, and then I would be spending my best dancing years in the back of a corps waving a rose back and forth, and I'm better than that. So thank you, Jonathan, for turning me into the best dancer I can be, I appreciate it more than I can say, really. Because the best dancer I can be is a principal in Cooper Neilson's new company.
Jody Sawyer:
[walks off]
Little Vivi:
These are the headdresses of the queens that have gone before us. They come from Indian holy ground... the jungles of the ancients... prairies of the Norwegians... and the forests of the mighty Amazons. The royal crowns of our people. [pouring something from a jar into a glass]
Little Vivi:
This is the blood of our people, the wolf people, the alligator people, and the moon women from which we gain our strength to rule all worlds. [Hands glass to Little Teensy. Little Teensy shakes head no]
Little Vivi:
It's ok, it's just chocolate. [Teensy drinks]
Little Vivi:
Teensy Melissa Whitman: I declare you, Princess-Naked-As-A-Jaybird.
Little Teensy:
[whispers] Ah Cha Cha!
Little Vivi:
[turns to Little Caro] Caro Eliza Bennett: I declare you, Duchess Soaring Hawk. [turns to Little Necie]
Little Vivi:
Necie Rose Kelleher: I declare you, Countess Singing Cloud. And I: Viviane Joan Abbott, am hereby and forever Queen Dancing Creek. [pulls a knife out of a shield]
Little Necie:
Now, wait just one second y'all... I don't think we should be cutting ourselves with that knife...
Little Vivi:
Silence! [nicks her hands with knife and passes it down to Little Teensy]
Little Vivi:
We are the flames of the fires, the whirling of the winds. We are the waters of the rains and the rivers and the oceans. We are the rocks and the stones. And now by the power invested in me, I declare we are the mighty Ya-Ya priestesses. Let no man put us under. Now our blood flows through each other as it's done for all eternity. Loyal forever. We raise our voices in the words of Mumbo Gumbo... YA-YA!
All little Ya-Ya's:
YA-YA!
Melanie Lewis:
[to Ryan] Do you dance?
Grandpa Randolph:
Of course he does.
Melanie Lewis:
You know, tangos and waltzes?
Ryan Flynn:
Of course not. I'm a guy?
Melanie Lewis:
Oh, lame-o excuse!
Grandpa Randolph:
[starts singing and dancing with Melanie] Dancing is the most exhilarating, glorificating, fantazilating. Just let your toes go tapping heels kerplanking. It's the essence of life. And if you think you are too fancy, too grandiancy, just let your feet explore the floor. They'll know the layout, forget yourself and play out. 'Cause there is no substitute. And now for the romp-stompinest, skip-alonginest kind of fun around. Heck, it's the essence of... Heck, it's the essence of...
Melanie Lewis:
Life!
Grandpa Randolph:
Life.
Melanie Lewis:
What do you say Ryan?
Ryan Flynn:
I guess.
Melanie Lewis:
[exhilarated] WHOO!
Demetrius:
Chiron, thy years wants wit, thy wit wants edge and manners, to intrude where I am graced, and may for aught thou knowest, affected be.
Chiron:
Demetrius, thou dost overween it all and so in this, to bare me down with braves. 'Tis not the difference of a year or two makes me less gracious or thee more fortunate. I am as able and as fit as thou to serve and deserve my mistress' grace, and that my sword upon thee shall approve. And plead my passions for Lavinia's love.
Aaron:
[to the camera] Clubs, clubs! These lovers will not keep the peace.
Demetrius:
[to Chiron] Why, boy, although our mother, unadvised gave you a dancing rapier by your side are you so desprite grown to threat your friends? Go to! Have your lath glued within your sheath till you know better how to handle it.
Chiron:
Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have full well shalt thou perceive how much i dare.
Demetrius:
Ay, boy, grow ye so brave? [they draw]
Aaron:
[Aaron stops them] How now, lords! Here in the emperor's palace dare you draw and maintain such a quarrel openly? Full well I wot the ground of all this grudge. I would not for a million of gold the cause were known to them it most concerns. Nor would your noble mother for much more be so dishonored in the cort of Rome. For shame, put up.
Demetrius:
Not till I have sheathed my rapier in his bosom and withal thrust those reproachful speeches down his throat that he hath breathed in my dishonor here.
Chiron:
For that I am prepared and full resolved. Foul-spoken coward, that thunderest with thy tongue and with thy weapon nothing darest perform.
Aaron:
Away, I say! Now, by the gods that warlike Goths adore, this petty brabble will undo us all. Why, lords, think you not how dangerous it is to step upon a prince's right? What, is Lavinia then become so loose or Bassianus so degenerate that for her love such quarrels may be broached without controlment, justice, or revenge? Young lords, beware. And should the empress know this discord's ground, the music would not please.
Franklin "Foggy" Nelson:
Your client, Mr. Lee, he made his first payment.
Matt Murdock:
Oh, that's great, you should be very happy.
Franklin "Foggy" Nelson:
Yeah, it's fantastic. He paid in fluke. Fluke is a fish, Matt. Did you know that? Because I sure as hell didn't.
Matt Murdock:
Mr. Lee is a good man, and he... he doesn't have a lot of money, and he goes fishing on the weekends, so I guess that's...
Franklin "Foggy" Nelson:
Yeah, well, I go salsa dancing on the weekends, but I don't shake my ass to pay my phone bill, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ed Leland:
[seeing Linda for the first time in six months after their passionate affair, and he has come strolling in with a stunning brunette] You can come work for me while I'm here, I can always use a good secretary.
Linda Voss:
This is all so civilized, Edward. That's what you like, isn't it? Civilized people, polite ladies with pedigrees who look good at the opera, and never make you laugh too hard, and never make you feel too much. I've had a lot of time to think about this and don't tell me it's the war, when I've been waiting for six months to hear whether you're dead or alive and you waltz into a nightclub.
Ed Leland:
Linda, I came in last night and I was going to call you.
Linda Voss:
Oh, go to hell. [He grabs her arm]
Linda Voss:
Careful, Ed. You might have to admit you know me.
Ed Leland:
Linda, it is the war.
Linda Voss:
You're so noble, Ed.
Ed Leland:
Did I promise you something? If I did, I'd like to know.
Army SSG in Canteen:
Excuse me sir, I thought the young lady might like to dance.
Ed Leland:
The lady is busy.
Linda Voss:
I'd love to dance [she starts dancing with soldier]
Ed Leland:
I'm cutting in.
Linda Voss:
Don't let him.
Army SSG in Canteen:
Excuse me sir, but I don't think the young lady wants to dance with you.
Ed Leland:
Don't try it, or I'll leave here with your Adam's Apple in my pocket.
Linda Voss:
What do you want from me?
Ed Leland:
I want you to stop feeling sorry for yourself.
Linda Voss:
No, you want me to stop feeling, like you... You did love me, didn't you? I couldn't have been wrong.
Ed Leland:
You weren't.
Linda Voss:
Well then how do you stop, or want to? [crying]
[singing to Alison as sensitive guy]
Elliot Richards:
Mayo-nayo-naise. Swimming by the sandy shore, dancing up among the waves, dolphin, dolphin I adore everything you are. You're so much more than a fish to me, my playful friend beneath the sea. [making dolphin noise]
Elliot Richards:
ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee.
Sharkboy:
[while singing a lullaby to Max] Close your eyes / Shut your mouth / Dream a dream / And Get us out / Dream, Dream, Dream, Dream, Dream, Dream / Hit the hay / Fast asleep / Dream a dream / You little bleep / Dream, Dream, Dream, Dream, Dream, Dream... [Lavagirl smiles at his dancing and singing]
Young Noah:
[humming] Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum.
Young Allie:
[laughing] You're a terrible singer.
Young Noah:
I know.
Young Allie:
[laying her head on his shoulder] But I like this song. [they continue dancing in the street to I'll Be Seeing You]
