Michael Tucci: Sonny

Grease

Sonny

Sonny: Geez! Every teacher I got this year has flunked me at least once!
Doody: Yeah, and if you don't watch it, you're gonna be spending all your time in McGee's office.
Sonny: Yeah, well, this year, she's gonna wish she's never seen me.
Doody: Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do?
Sonny: I just ain't gonna take any of her crap, that's all. I don't take no crap from nobody.
Principal McGee: Sonny?
Sonny: Oh, hello, ma'am.
Principal McGee: Aren't you supposed to be in homeroom right now?
Sonny: I was just going for a walk.
Principal McGee: You were just dawdling, weren't you?
Sonny: Yes, ma'am.
Principal McGee: That is no way to start a new semester Mr. LaTierre.
Sonny: [in Italian] Go to Naples, all whores.
Principal McGee: Perhaps a session of banging erasers after school would put you on the right track.
Sonny: Yes, ma'am.
Principal McGee: Are you just going to stand there all day?
Sonny: Uh no, ma'am. I mean, yes, ma'am. I mean I'm just...
Principal McGee: Well, which is it? Yes or no?
Sonny: No, ma'am.
Principal McGee: Good! Then *move*!
Sonny: Yes, ma'am.
Danny: I'm sure glad you didn't take any of her crap, Sonny. You would've really told her off, huh?
Doody: [imitating McGee] Mr. LaTierre. Yes, ma'am. No, ma'am.

Danny: I don't know about these chicks.
Kenickie: Yeah, they're only good for one thing.
Sonny: Then what are you suppose to do with them for the other 23 hours and 45 minutes of the day?
Putzie: [With a serious but confused face] Is that all it takes, 15 minutes?
[Sonny throws a napkin ball at his face, then Doody pinches his cheek. As Kenickie reaches into Putzie's ice cream dish and steals the cherry out of it]

Sonny: [after Marty tells Sonny Riz is pregnant, Sonny spreads the news to others] Rizzo got a bun in the oven.

Mr. Lynch: [Sonny spikes the punch, teacher chaperone turns to watch Sonny] What are you doing?
Sonny: Washing my hands.

Sonny: When a guy picks a chick over his buddies, something's gotta be wrong. Come on, guys let's go for some pizza.

Principal McGee: I think we all owe a round of applause for Patty Simcox and Eugene Felsnick and committee for their beautiful decorations.
Sonny: Let's hear it for the toilet paper!
Principal McGee: In just a few moments the entire nation will be watching Rydell High, God help us, and I want you to all be on your best behavior.
Sonny: No hiney biting!

[the T-Birds have just pulled into the driveway of Frenchy's house, where the girls are having a slumber party]
Sonny: Hey Putzie, why don't you call her?
[Putzie looks unsure, then leans forward, gesturing dramatically]
Putzie: Oh, Sandy. Wherefore art thou, Sandy?

Jan: I've been dieting all day! My mom's apple pie is better than this stuff! Do you want some?
Putzie: SURE!
[They start heading out when Sonny stops him]
Sonny: Hey Putzie...
Putzie: Yeah?
Sonny: 15 minutes!
[He starts laughing and Putzie hits Sonny in the arm then leaves]

Sonny: I'm not taking any of her crap, that's all, I'll take no crap from nobody.

Danny: You know, if we fix up this car, it could be make-out city, you know that.
Sonny: Right, the chick is gonna have to put out before she even gets in.

Marty: Oh no! I'm gonna be a senior forever. I have to study for that dumb algebra test.
Sonny: You're in luck, luscious. You got an armed escort home.
Marty: [retorts] It's not the arms I'm worried about, Sonny. It's the hands.
[she walks past him and left]
Sonny: She loves me.

Sonny: Greetings, pals and gals. I got 23 cents. Anybody wanna chip in for a Dogsled Delight?
Marty: I don't know where all my money goes. A dime here, 15 cents there.
Doody: Another couple of months, Frenchy will be able to take us all out. A working girl with income.
Marty: That's right.
Frenchy: They don't pay you very much to start off with.
Doody: That's still more than we make, so ante up because I don't get my allowance until Friday.
Kenickie: You get an allowance?
Doody: When I'm a good boy, I do.