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Prudy: Edna is my laundry ready?
Who wants to know? Sure it is, hun. Come on up. That'll be three dollars.
Prudy: that's pretty pricey for a few pairs of pettipants.
Im sorry, Prudy pingleton, but there were some extra charges. Some of your personal stains required pounding on a rock.
Tracy: I'm home!
Four o'clock. Guess I don't need to ask who got detention again. Tracy turnblad, mind your manners say hello to our guest.
Tracy: hello, mrs. Pingleton
And you, Penny
Penny: Hello, mrs. Pingleton...I mean...mother
Teenagers. They just love watching that corny Collins
Prudy: delinquents. It ain't right dancing to that colored music
Don't be silly. It ain't colored. The TVs black and white.
Tracy: oh, Link, kiss me again and again
Turn that racket down. I'm trying to iron here.
Penny: ohmigod! It's a dream of a lifetime. I have to go watch you audition.
That'll be enough of that for one day. No one is auditioning for anything. There'll be no cutting school in this house.
Penny: but mrs. Turnblad
Penny, go tell your mother she wants you.
Wilbur: Whoa! Rush hour traffic! Hiya ladies. Since I got that new shipment of exploding bubble gum, business downstairs is booming! How are my two funny honeys?
Oh, stop, Wilbur. You're the funny one.
Tracy: Daddy, tomorrow I'm auditioning to dance on a TV show.
You're going to have to go further than that to get around me, young lady. No ones auditioning for anything. And what did I tell you about that hair? All ratted up like a teenaged Jezebel
Mother, you are so fifties. Even our First Lady, Jackie B. Kennedy, rats her hair.
Yeah? Well you ain't no First Lady are ya? She's a hair-hopper that's what she is. And it got her put in detention again.
Wilbur, talk to her. Girls like Tracy...people like us...you know what I'm saying. They don't put people like us on television-except to be laughed at
Wilbur:Then you go for it? This is America, babe. You gotta think big to be big.
Being big is not the problem, Wilbur
Wilbur:...you follow your dream, baby. I'm grabbing an orange crush and heading back down to the har-de-har hut. I've got my dream...and I wuv it.
You're not helping, Wilbur!
Tracy: thanks, daddy
Tracy, come up here. I've got hampers of laundry and ,y diet pill is wearing off.
Tracy: but, Mama I want to be famous.
You want to be famous? Learn how to get blood out of car upholstery. Now that's a skill you could take right to the bank. You think I wanted to spend my life washing and ironing other people's clothing? No, I wanted to design them. I thought I would be the biggest thing brassieres. Well, you better be careful what you wish for. Now start folding.
Velma: your dancing was atrocious today, Amber. I'm willing to lie, cheat, and steal to win you that Miss Hairspray crown, but you've got to work with me. Now let me at that zit.
Stop! That's no way to treat clean clothes. One day you'll own "Edna's Occidental Laundry." Will you be ready?
Velma: don't disobey me
Don't even think about going to that audition.
Penny: It is!
Oh no. Don't tell me Kruschev has his shoes off again!
Corny: yeah! And that was our dance of the week- "Peyton Place After Midnight," introduced by our brand new council member, Miss Tracy Turnblad.
Oh my word! Tracy! Live in our living room!
Penny: and she's going to be a regular
Imagine, my little girl, regular at last.
Penny: Hi Tracy. It's me, penny.
She can't hear you.
(On the phone)
Hello?... Yes. This is her childhood home. No, I'm not her father.
Miss Baltimore crabs ends:
THEY SHOULD NEVER HAVE BOILED MISS BALTIMORE CRABS
Yes. Thank you so much!... I'm sure Tracy appreciates your vote for Miss Teenaged Hairspray. Yes! And she loves you too. Very much. Whoever you are. Goodbye!
This is crazy.
(On phone again)
Hello? What am I wearing? A house dress, scuffies, and supp hose. What are you wearing. Hello? Hello?
Tracy: mama, did you see, did you see me
Of course I did. It was on television. I had to. The phones been ringing like we was a telethon. To think, a beloved TV icon the fruit of my womb
Tracy: so youre not mad?
Mad? How could I be mad? You're famous! If you'd only told me you was going to get on the show I never would have said you couldn't. But sit...tell me, is fame everything you thought it would be? Are you happy, honey?
Tracy: Yes, mama. And I think I'm in love.
I know. I've been following. But you and I are going to have to have a talk about crooners. We can learn a lot from the mistakes of Miss Debbie Reynolds.
And there it goes again
Tracy: hello? Yes, this is Tracy turnblad. Hello, mr. Pinky.
Mr. Pinky? THE mr. Pinky? As in, "MR. PINKY'S HEFTY HIDEAWAY- QUALITY CLOTHES FOR QUANTITY GALS"? That Mr. Pinky?
Tracy: ...that's very flattering but I'm afraid all business must go through my agent... It would be our pleasure. Come on over, mr. Pinky. Goodbye!
An agent! I don't know any agents. How about a nice bail bondsman?
Tracy: Mother, put that down. We're seeing Mr. Pinky and then I'm taking my new agent out on the town.
Who? Me? Tracy turnblad, fame has gone straight to your head and left you wacky. You need a top shelf professional. Who handled the Gabor sisters? Well, who didn't?
Tracy: mother, there's a great big world out there I know nothing about. When things get rough, a girl needs her mother.
Hun, I'll be right beside you, if that's what you want. And together well claw your way to the top. But can't we do it over the phone? I haven't been out of this apartment since Mamie Eisenhower rolled her hose and bobbed her bangs.
Mr. Pinky: there's my shining star! Television doesn't do you justice
Oh, mr. Pinky, you certainly picked a lovely girl to put the plus in your plus-sizes.
Mr. Pinky: now, Tracy, this can't be your agent. She must be your gorgeous, big sister.
Why, mr. Pinky, you're twisting my head! I'm not her gorgeous, big sister, I'm...
Mr. Pinky:...54 double D?
Velma: oh! I should have known you'd be at the bottom of this barrel
Ooooooooohhhhhh!!!!!!!!! Tracy, that was you I saw!
Wilbur, it was the kids I saw.
Tracy: mama, what are you doing here?
I had a sudden craving for chicken and waffles, so we drove up to Rubys Take-Out across the way. Hello everyone. I'm Tracy's mom.
Velma: oh so you spawned that!
Velma: I guess you two are living proof that the watermelon doesn't fall very far from the vine.
Tracy, be a dear, hold mommy's waffles.
Velma: with pleasure
I didn't care for them
Motormouth: what a decision; your girls got a vision
We've always tried to teach her to do what's right.
Tracy: oh mama...how could I think Link Larkin would ever care about someone like me?
Why wouldn't he? You're a beautiful girl. It's just Eddie Fisher all over again
Tracy: Mama, don't tease. I really liked him. I've never felt anything like this before.
I know. And he probably likes you too. It's just...boys are not the brightest things. Still, you give him time. I'm sure he'll figure out he's crazy about you.
Tracy: you have to say that! You're my mother
I'm more than your mother. I'm a woman in love and we know about this stuff
Tracy: they'll never be able to shove them back out the door with us blocking it!
I'm sorry Tracy. But no one said anything about me appearing on television. I'm sorry, but I simply can not appear on television at my present weight.
Motormouth: you can't let weight restrict your fate! Look at me, I'm on TV!
Oh but, Ms. Motormouth, you're a celebrity. While I'm a simple housewife of indeterminate girth.
Tracy: so how about it mama?
Well, I am big, I am blond...ish, and if you say I'm beautiful, I guess I'm beautiful. OK, I'll do it.
Motormouth: we're here to dance!
We're here to stay
Matron: recess is over! Time to pay your debt to society. Please keep in mind; tipping is permitted.
To think! I'd love to have a rap sheet, if my mother were alive...
...she'd be so proud. Remember your grandma was a suffragette.
Velma: So long, Balti-morons
I still don't care for them.
Wilbur: I posted bail!
Tracy: oh, daddy.
But that place is your life.
Touch one girl on my little girl's head and I'll be back to teach you a whole new meaning for split ends.
End of Good morning Baltimore reprise:
THE WORLDS GONNA WAKE UP AND SEE, LINKS IN LOVE WITH ME
Hello? Yes, Mr. Pinky. Yes, of course I understand you have an empire to protect. Oh but I... Yes, I'll return the outfits. The pettipants too. I scarcely wore them twice...but Mr. Pinky, she's just a little girl and little girls make mistakes. It is too bad. Goodbye, Mr. Pinky
Wilbur: I'm closing up
Oh, Wilbur, my stomachs in knots, my nerves are on edge.
Wilbur: calm down, sweetheart
I can't calm down. There are names for women who abandon their daughters who've gotten themselves arrested for trying to integrate an after school sock hop type television show. Yes, there are names, and hallmark does not make a card for any of them!
Wilbur: you can't worry about people calling you names. You know how many times I've been called crazy? But I say, "Yeah crazy. Crazy like a loon." Anyway, we haven't abandoned her. In fact, I got just what Tracy needs here; stand back.
What'd ya think? Isn't it a doozy?
Impressive. But how's that little thing gonna help our Tracy?
Wilbur: You'll be surprised
Oh, sure! You're a visionary inventor saving the day. Tracy's a teen idol reshaping the world. And what am I? I had a dream too, you know. I use to make all my own clothes, remember? Until I wandered beyond the boundaries of the largest McCall's pattern. But I always dreamed that one day I would put out my own line of queen-sized dress patterns.
Wilbur: you were good Edna
Yeah? And where's it gotten me? Twenty years later I'm still washing and mending and ironing everyone else's clothing.
Wilbur: one day, Edna.
No day, Wilbur. My times come and gone. I'm like a half filled book of green stamps. Beyond redemption. Oh, Wilbur, I feel so old.
Wilbur: this could be the largest novelty item ever erected. Fire!
So what'd I miss? I've been stuck in that can since lunch. And I wouldn't rush right in there after me if I was you.
Tracy: mama, we did it! We're on national television
National television? America, I made this myself!
All sing You Can't Stop the Beat:
IM GONNA SPIT IN YOUR EYE AND SAY THAT YOU CANT STOP THE BEAT
Wilbur, be a dear and call for backup...NOW!
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