Spice Girls Quotes in Spice World (1997)

Spice Girls: We're the Spice Girls, yes indeed. Just Girl Power is all we need. We know how we got this far.

Ginger Spice: Strength and courage and a Wonderbra!

Spice Girls: Would this work with only one?

Baby: Just with me I have no fun.

Spice Girls: Would this work with only two?

Scary Spice: We need more for what we do.

Spice Girls: Would this work with only three?

Sporty: Three's a crowd, bad company.

Spice Girls: Would this work with only four?

Posh: No way, girl, we need one more!

Spice Girls: Listen up, take my advice - we need five for the power of Spice. Give it up, give it out, take a stand, scream and shout! One, two, three, four, five Spice Girls!

Mr. Step: [Yelling] Righty horrible, lot! Left, right, left, ooh! Ah! Don't give me any of that Julie Andrews hilltop clap trap! I'm your mother now, and I don't mean superior

[Yelling at Baby Spice]

Mr. Step: Take that sweet out of your mouth

[Starts rambling incoherently, then starts half galloping]

Mr. Step: Right. Now Shootanoo. Shendy. Shendy. Shendy. Shend.

Ginger Spice: Are you the dance teacher, Mr. Step?

Mr. Step: [Stops in front of Ginger Spice] That is correct. I'm going to show you pore du bra. Well, that wouldn't really apply to you.

[Ginger Spice looks at her breasts, Mr. Step starts dancing, and the girls attempt to follow along]

Mr. Step: Oh. Mama. Oh, Ma. Oh, oh, oh Mama. Mama. Oh ma. Mama.

[Stops dancing]

Baby: You know, we can't dance like that.

Mr. Step: Yes, I know, I've seen your videos.

[Starts laughing]

Scary Spice: This is ridiculous. Let's just do our own thing.

Mr. Step: Ah! Don't even understand things, they're so strange. That's it, we're gonna get fit, fit, fit, fit, fit! One, two, one, two, three four...

[the girls start dancing, Mr. Step notices and decides to go along with it]

Mr. Step: One, two, one, two, three, four. One, two, one, two, three, four. One, two, one, two, three, four. One, two, one, two, three, four.

Spice Girls: [singing] Never give up on the good times, gotta believe in the love you find. Never give up on the good times, living it up is a state of mind

Mr. Step: [Starts marching, the girls follow] I love it! Make your mother proud of you. What sort of men are you anyway/ left, right, left, right, left, right. Left, right, left, right, left, right. Right then, Spice Girls, regimental calls!