Sandy lines - Grease

Jan: Sure. Hi.

Sandy: Hi. Pleased to meet you.

Rizzo: How long you been livin’ around here?

Sandy: Since July. My father just got transferred here.

Jan: You gonna eat your coleslaw, Sandy?

Sandy: It smells kinda funny.

Jan: How do you like the school so far, Sandy?

Sandy: Oh, it seems real nice. I was going to go to Immaculata, but my father had a fight with the Mother Superior over my parent leather shoes.

Jan: What do ya mean?

Sandy: She said boys could see up my dress in the reflection.

Patty: Oh, uh, thanks. Oh, you must think I’m a terrible clod! I never even bothered to introduce myself to your new friend.

Sandy: Oh, I’m Sandy Dumbrowski.

Patty: It’s a real pleasure, Sandy. We certainly are glad to have you here at Rydell.

Sandy: Thank you.

Patty: I’ll bet you’re going to be at cheerleader tryouts next week, aren’t you?

Sandy: Oh no, I’d be too embarrassed.

Roger: C’mon, Zuko, koochee koochee!

Sandy: I spent most of my summer at the beach.

Rizzo: Yeah, if ya like swimmin’ in Clorox.

Sandy: Well — actually, I met a boy there.

Marty: You hauled your cookies all the way to the beach for some guy?

Sandy: This was sort of a special boy.

Danny: Okay, you guys, ya wanna know what happened?

Sandy: No, he was really nice. It was all very romantic.

Sonny: Hot stuff, huh, Zuker?

Sandy: Did you say Danny Zuko?

Doody: Boy, you get all the “neats”!

Sandy: Doesn’t he go to Lake Forest Academy?

Rizzo: Yeah. We got a surprise for ya.

Sandy: Hello, Danny.

Danny: Oh, hi. How are ya?

Sandy: Fine.

Danny: I thought you were going to Immaculata.

Sandy: I changed my plans.

Jan: Gee, he was so glad to see ya, he dropped his lunch.

Sandy: I don’t get it. He was so nice this summer.

Frenchy: Ya want one, Sandy?

Sandy: Oh, no thanks. I don’t smoke.

Frenchy: Ya don’t? Did ya ever try it?

Sandy: Well, no, but…

Rizzo: Hey, Sandy didn’t get any wine.

Sandy: Oh, that’s okay. I don’t mind.

Rizzo: Hey, I’ll bet you never had a drink before, either.

Sandy: Sure I did. I had some champagne at my cousin’s wedding once.

Jan: Yeah, she’s real good. She did mine for me.

Sandy: Oh no, my father’d probably kill me.

Marty: You still worry about what your old man thinks?

Sandy: Well…no. But isn’t it awfully dangerous?

Rizzo: You ain’t afraid, are ya?

Sandy: Of course not!

Marty: My old lady’d kill me if we got blood all over the rug.

Sandy: Huh?

Marty: Ahh…look, why don’t ya just let the cold water run for a little while, then stick her ear under the faucet?

Sandy: Listen, I’m sorry, but I’m not feeling too well, and I…

Rizzo: Look, Sandy, if you think you’re gonna be hangin’ with the Pink Ladies — you gotta get with it! Otherwise, forget it…and go back to your hot cocoa and Girl Scout cookies!

Sandy: Okay, come on…Frenchy.

Beginning of Scene Six

Sandy: Do a split, give a yell. Throw a fit for old Rydell. Way to go, red and white. Turn the foe upside down.

Danny: Hiya, Sandy. Hey, what happened to your ear?

Sandy: Huh? Oh, nothing. Just an accident.

Danny: Hey, look, uh, I hope you’re not bugged about that first day at school. I mean, couldn’t ya tell I was glad to see ya?

Sandy: Well, you could’ve been a little nicer to me in front of your friends.

Danny: Are ya kidding? Hey, you don’t know those guys. They just see ya talkin’ to a chick and right away they think she puts…well, you know what I mean.

Sandy: I’m not sure. It looked to me like maybe you had a new girlfriend or something.

Danny: Are you kidding! Listen, if it was up to me, I’d never even look at any other chick but you. Hey, tell ya what. We’re throwing a party in the park tomorrow night for Frenchy. She’s gonna quit school before she flunks again and go to Beauty School. How’d ya like to make it on down there with me?

Sandy: I’d really like to, but I’m not so sure those girls want me around anymore.

Danny: Listen, Sandy. Nobody’s gonna start gettin’ salty with ya when I’m around. Uh-uhh!

Sandy: All right, Danny, as long as you’re with me. Let’s not let anyone come between us again, okay?

Patty: …I’ve been dying to tell you something. You know what I found out after you left my house the other night? My mother thinks you’re cute. He’s such a lady-killer.

Sandy: Isn’t he though! What were you doing at her house?

Patty: Come on, Sandy, let’s practice.

Sandy: Yeah, let’s! I’m just dying to make a good impression on all those cute lettermen.

Danny: Oh, that’s why you’re wearing that thing — gettin’ ready to show off your skivvies to a bunch of horny jocks?

Sandy: Don’t tell me you’re jealous, Danny.

Danny: What? Of that bunch ah meatheads! Don’t make me laugh. Ha! Ha!

Sandy: Just because they can do something you can’t do?

Danny: Yeah, sure, right.

Sandy: Okay, what have you ever done?

Danny: I won a Hully-Gully contest at the “Teen Talent” record hop.

Sandy: Aaahh, you don’t even know what I’m talking about.

Danny: What do you mean, look, I could run circles around those jerks.

Sandy: But you’d rather spend your time copying other people’s homework.

Danny: Huh? Okay, I’ll be there.

Sandy: Big talk.

Patty: Toodles! Oh, I’m so excited, aren’t you?

Sandy: Come on, let’s practice.

Sonny: Hiya, Sandy. What’s shakin’? How bout’ a beer?

Sandy: No, thanks, I can’t stay.

Danny: Oh, yeah? Then what are ya doing hangin’ around?

Sandy: I just came out to collect some leaves for Biology.

Sonny: Hey, Sandy, wait a minute…hey…

Sandy: Listen, just who do you think you are? I saw you making fun of me.

LET GO OF ME! YOU DIRTY LIAR! DON’T TOUCH ME!

Rizzo: Ah, let me go. I ain’t gonna do nothing to her. That chick’s flipped her lid!

Sandy: You tell them right now…that all those things you’ve been saying about me were lies. Go on, tell ‘em.

Danny: What are ya talking about? I never said anything about you.

Sandy: You creep! You think you’re such a big man, don’t ya? Trying to make me sound like just another tramp. I don’t know why I ever liked you, Danny Zuko.

Sandy & Radio Voice: It’s raining real tears from my eyes over you.

Sandy: Dear God, let him feel the same way I do right now. Make him want to see me again!

Danny: Why don’t ya move over a little closer?

Sandy: This is all right.

Danny: …I told ya on the phone I was sorry.

Sandy: I know you did.

Danny: Well, you believe me, don’t ya?

Sandy: I guess so. It’s just that everything was so much easier when there was just the two of us.

Danny: Yeah, I know…but…Hey, you ain’t goin’ with another guy, are ya?

Sandy: No. Why?

Danny: …I was gonna ask ya to take my ring.

Sandy: Oh, Danny…I don’t know what to say.

Danny: Well, don’t ya want it?

Sandy: Uh-huh.

Danny: I should have gave it to ya’ a long time ago. I really like you, Sandy.

Sandy: Danny, take it easy! What are you trying to do?

Danny: What’s the matter?

Sandy: Well, I mean…I thought we were just gonna - you know - be steadies.

Danny: Well, what do ya think goin’ steady is, anyway? C’mon, Sandy!

Sandy: Stop it! I’ve never seen you like this.

Danny: Relax, will ya, nobody’s watching us!

Sandy: Danny, please, you’re hurting me.

Danny: Whattaya gettin’ so shook up about? I thought I meant something to ya.

Sandy: You do. But I’m still the same girl I was last summer. Just because you give me your ring doesn’t mean we’re gonna go all the way.

Danny: Hey, Sandy, wait a minute.

Sandy: I’m sorry, Danny…

Danny: It’s nothing!

Sandy: Maybe we better just forget about it.

End of Rock ‘N’ Roll Party Queen

Sandy: Don’t put too many records on, Frenchy. I’m going to leave in a couple of minutes.

Rizzo: Yeah, she’s cuttin’ out because Zuko ain’t here.

Sandy: No, I’m not! I didn’t come here to see him.

Rizzo: No? What’d ya come for, then?

Sandy: Uh…because I was invited.

Rizzo: Look, it’s no bother. I don’t mind.

Sandy: I’m sorry to hear you’re in trouble, Rizzo.

Rizzo: Bull! What are you gonna do — give me a whole sermon about it?

Sandy: No. But doesn’t it bother you that you’re pregnant?

Rizzo: Look, that’s my business. It’s nobody else’s problem.

Sandy: Do you really believe that? Didn’t you see Kenickie’s face when he left here?

It’s Kenickie, isn’t it? Well, I guess I’ve said too much already. Good luck, Rizzo.

Sandy: Don’t they realize there’s just one of me and it has to last me a while.

Sandy: Hello, Frenchy? Can you come over for a while? And bring your make-up case.

Danny: Hey, Sandy! Wow, what a total! Wick-ed!

Sandy: What’s it to ya’, Zuko?

Danny: Hey, Sandy, you’re somethin’ else!

Sandy: Oh, so ya noticed, huh?

Tell me about it, stud!

Danny: Hey, I still got my ring! I guess you’re still kinda mad at me, huh?

Sandy: Nah, the hell with it!

Danny: Yeah, let’s cut! You comin’, “Big D”?

Sandy: Solid! Hey, Patty, you wanna come?

Patty: Oh. Well, thanks, but I wouldn’t want to be in the way.

Sandy: Nah. It don’t matter. Right?

Jan: Gee, me too!

Sandy: Yeah. A wop-baba-lu-bop!