Quotes

Sleepaway Camp

Judy: Hey Angela. How come you never take showers when the rest of us do, huh? You queer or something? Oh, I know what it is. You haven't reached puberty yet. Is that it? I bet you don't even have your period.
Susie: That's enough Judy! Angela's allowed to shower in the morning or any other time she wants to.
Judy: Yeah. She takes showers when no one can see, she has no hair down below.
Susie: Judy!
Judy: She's a real carpenter's dream. Flat as a board and needs a screw!

Aunt Martha: Oh, you're going to enjoy living with us so much. Yes, I know you are! As a welcome home present, I bought you such wonderful new clothes. I just hope that Richard doesn't get jealous that I didn't get him anything. Oh, but then, he is such a dear. I'm sure that he won't mind. You see, I've always wanted a little girl. But, of course, when my husband left... Oh, well, that's all water under the bridge, as I always say. Water under the bridge! But it certainly will be a nice little surprise when Richard comes home to find a little girl in the house. Yes, I've always dreamed of a little girl just like you.

Meg: What's her problem anyway? She don't eat, she don't talk, she don't do anything.
Ricky: Why don't you leave her alone? She's just quiet.
Meg: If she were any quieter, she'd be dead!

[Angela stands up and makes a sinister bear-like noise, and Paul's severed head falls from her lap. Susie covers her mouth in horror]
Ronnie: ...How can it be?
[Angela is revealed to be male, she's fully naked and has a bloody knife clutched in her hands]
Ronnie: My god, she's a boy!

Artie: Look at all that young, fresh chicken. Where I come from, we call them baldies. Makes your mouth water, don't it?
Ben: Artie, they're too young to even understand what's on your mind.
Artie: Ben, good buddy. There ain't any such thing as being too young. You're just too old.

Ricky: Good old mom is at it again.
Aunt Martha: Here they are, all filled out and signed by yours truly.
Ricky: What are they?
Aunt Martha: Why they're your physicals of course. We can't go to camp without our physicals, now can we? Just be careful not to tell anyone how you got them. Oh, no, I'm afraid that they wouldn't approve of that at all. Even though they know that I am a doctor.
Ricky: No matter what they do, I'll never tell.

Judy: How come Angela gets to talk to the boys all day, and WE have to play volleyball?

Mike: [Speaking to Angela] What's the matter, can't you talk?
Kenny: I told you she was playing with half a deck. Angela's a nut cake. Ain't that right Angela? Ain't you Looney Tunes?

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