Edward Scissorhands

— How do you know he's still alive?
— I... don't know. Not for sure, but... I believe he is. You see, before he came down here... it never snowed. And afterwards... it did. If he weren't up there now, I don't think it would be snowing. Sometimes you can still catch me dancing in it.

You don't know about the wonderful world of teenage girls. They're all crazy.

— See all the way to the ocean, I bet, huh?
— Sometimes.

— But then you'd be like everyone else.
— Yes, I know.
— I think he'd like that.
— But then no one would think you were special. You wouldn't be on TV or anything.
— No matter what, Edward will always be special.

— So, Edward, did you have a productive day?
— Mrs Monroe showed me where the salon will be. <...> Then she showed me the back room where she took all her clothes off.

— Hold me.
— I can't.

There was an old man from the Cape,
Who made himself garments of crepe.
When asked: Will they tear?
He replied: Here and there,
But they keep such a beautiful shape!

— Where are your parents? Um... Your mother? Your father?
— He didn't wake up.