Frannie Quotes in To the Limit (1995)


Frannie Quotes:

  • Frannie: I ain't no neighborhood girl, and I won't put up with it anymore!

  • Frannie: Oh Max, I don't bend that way.

  • Frannie: [they've just arrived at Hull House] This place used to be a funeral parlor, wasn't it?

    Max: Yes. The biggest one of four counties.

    Judy Cassidy: A funeral parlor way our here?

    Max: Sure, its nice and cozy right next to the old cemetery. And rumor has it that Old Man Hull really loved his clientele. I mean in a carnal sense.

    Jay Jansen: That doesn't surprise me. I once saw a portrait of Mrs. Hull.

    Frannie: I've heard stories about this place ever since I was a kid. The Hull Family met a pretty gruesome end, didn't they?

    Max: Sure did. As a matter of fact it was on Halloween night. One of them went crazy and slaughtered the entire family. Then committed suicide. They could never figure out who did it. Too much blood and guts.

    Frannie: I can't believe we're going to party here.

    Judy Cassidy: [sighs] Neither can I.

  • Frannie: Max, what're you doing?

    Max: I'm just checking out an old legend about this place, come here! Judy, come here, will ya? Come here, listen.

    Judy Cassidy: [uses his stethoscope on the ground by the brick wall sealing off the house] Water!

    Max: Yeah, an underground stream. According to legend it completely surrounds the property, this wall was built right on top of it.

    Jay Jansen: A brick wall on top of an underground stream? Now there's a stroke of engineering genius.

    Max: Well the wall was built to mark the stream, supposedly the evil spirits throughout the land can't cross over running water or something.

  • Frannie: [entering Hull House, sickened by a rancid odor] Whew! Somebody fired the maid!

    Max: Yeah, somebody did. The Hull family maid was killed along with the rest of them. Someone managed to roast her.

    Jay Jansen: Great, barbecued maid. No wonder she didn't keep the place clean.

  • Angela: There's plenty of time for dancing later, now it's time for party games.

    Stooge: Yeah, we can play post orifice and you can be the stamp.

    Frannie: Don't make me ill.

    Angela: I was thinking of something a bit more in tune with the holiday.

    Sal: Like what? Bobbing for apples with razor blades in them?

    Angela: No! I was thinking more along the lines of a seance.

    Judy Cassidy: A seance?

    Helen: Isn't that a little chancy? I mean this IS Halloween, the night when all the creepy things are supposed to stalk the earth. I mean there's no telling what we'll drudge up, especially in this old place.

  • Frannie: Hey guys, how about a past life seance?

    Suzanne: A what?

    Frannie: A past life seance. You know, we all sit around, look in a mirror, and see our past lives.

    Stooge: What kind of drugs are we gonna need for this?

    Suzanne: Cool.

    [holds up her compact]

    Suzanne: Will this do?

    Angela: I'm afraid not, Suzanne, we need one we can all look into at once.

  • Angela: Those noises we heard, there were three of them, and that awful stink, and then the chill!

    Frannie: Well it's not cold now, must've been a draft.

    Jay Jansen: Well, maybe somebody did come in.

    Helen: The odor's gone too.

    Angela: But we ALL experienced them! The noise, the stink, and the chill! They're all signs of demonic infestation.

    Frannie: Demonic what?

    Stooge: Demonic watchamacallit. I mean come on, ol' Ange here is just trying to put the ooooga booga on us, okay?

  • Max: Yeah but even before the first white settlers colonized this area, this strip of land already had a bad rep.

    Jay Jansen: Sure, Max.

    Max: Mm-mm, for centuries the ancient Indian tribes used to live around this area, would NEVER set foot on this side of the underground creek, even back then they said the land was unclean.

    Jay Jansen: Right, Max, and I suppose the ghost of an ancient Indian told you that.

    Max: No, Mrs. Porter down at the library gave me a book about what the early settlers wrote, you cannot believe all the cool shit that used to go on down here.

    Jay Jansen: Yeah, especially since they didn't have any indoor plumbing, right?

    Max: No, really. A young brave got lost and settled here with his family by mistake. Anyway, they found him three weeks later, sitting under a tepee he made of his squaw's intestines, and chewing on the leg of his papoose.

    Frannie: Oh gross!

    Judy Cassidy: I've never heard so many disgusting stories in all my life.

  • [last lines]

    Frannie: I can hear... I know what you're really thinking. You're saying, "Frannie, you don't learn..."

    [interrupted by Devon]

    Devon: You don't look both ways when you cross the street.

    Frannie: I did look on that day. I swear to god.

  • [last lines]

    Frannie: What time is it?

    Marv Gomez: It's 12:15.

    Frannie: Fabulous. We're gonna get killed! We were supposed to be home at 11!

    Jeannie: [counting their share of the prize money] $50, Frannie! We can pay back my brother! We got enough for the concert!

    Frannie: Who cares about that dumb old concert? That's for kids. We're disco queens now.

    Marv Gomez: Hey, it's too bad you disco queens got to be home so early. If we hurry, we can make it to Big Mama's for the one o'clock dance contest.

    Jeannie: Our parents will kill us.

    Frannie: You're right!

    FrannieJeannie: [both together] Let's go!

  • Club cashier: [Jeannie brings out the big jar of coins to pay for admission. Cashier shakes his head] IDs?

    Frannie: [chuckling to Jeannie] Is he kidding, dear?

    Jeannie: He must be, dear.

    [turns to cashier]

    Jeannie: We haven't been carded in years.

    Club cashier: Let's see.

    Club cashier: [Frannie and Jeannie give cashier fake IDs] What kind of IDs are these?

    Frannie: The regular kind.

    Jeannie: They're Idaho driver's licenses.

    Club cashier: You ladies are a long way from home.

    Jeannie: Well, there ain't much dancin' in Idaho?

    Club cashier: According to these,

    [looks at Jeannie]

    Club cashier: you're 34,

    [looks at Frannie]

    Club cashier: and you're 37.

    Jeannie: [Frannie and Jeannie laugh at the same time] Well something about that Idaho water, you know?

    Club cashier: Take a hike!

  • Frannie: [Hazel Grace is wearing a shirt printed with René Magritte's "The Treachery of Images", a painting of a pipe with the words "this is not a pipe" in French] I really don't get that shirt.

    Hazel Grace Lancaster: Van Houten will get it. Trust me. There are like fifty Magritte references in "Imperial Affliction."

    Frannie: "This is not a pipe."

    Hazel Grace Lancaster: Exactly.

    Frannie: But it is a pipe.

    Hazel Grace Lancaster: No, it's not. It's a drawing of a pipe. See?

    [she doesn't]

    Hazel Grace Lancaster: All representations of a thing are inherently abstract. A drawing of a thing is not the thing itself. Not is a t-shirt of a drawing of a thing the thing itself.

  • Frannie: You used to have a pretty good build, y'know? You did! Now you're starting to look like a - an egg!

  • Frannie: The still waters of the water under a frond of stars. The still waters of your mouth under a thicket of kisses.

  • [first lines]

    Pauline: What does "broccoli" mean"?

    Frannie: Depends on the context. Pubic hair or marijuana. It's a noun.

    Pauline: And "Virginia"?

    Frannie: Vagina. As in, "He penetrated her Virginia with a hammer".

  • Frannie: I was at the Red Turtle with one of my students.

    Detective Ritchie Rodriguez: One of your students?

    Frannie: Cornelius Webb, but it was early, three-thirty. I was there for a short time, then I went home.

    Detective Malloy: Cornelius Webb. Is that with two B's or not two B's?

  • Cornelius Webb: [after class] I've been thinking on Gacy, you know? Pogo the Clown? I've been thinking that it wasn't his fault, you know? Like he were the victim.

    Frannie: Of what?

    Cornelius Webb: Desire.

  • Pauline: You live out of your unconscious.

    Frannie: You're a poet of love. The lovelorn man who Sick in soul and of this Busy human heart aweary Worships the spirit Of unconscious life In tree or wildflower Gentle lunatic

  • Frannie: It's off in the distance It came into the room It's here in the circle

  • Detective Malloy: You ok, miss?

    Frannie: Ok.

  • Detective Malloy: He came from behind you?

    Frannie: I don't know.

    Detective Malloy: Did you turn?

    Frannie: He just - he grabbed my head and his arm, he - he had his arm around my neck.

    Detective Malloy: So he must've come up from behind you then. Was it his right arm?

    [places right arm on Frannie]

    Detective Malloy: Or his left?

    [places left arm]

    Frannie: It was his right.

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