Movie Quotes for Young+sex+

[first lines]
title card: In the United States, the average age of entry into the
  commercial sex industry is 13 years old.
Shaneiqua: I got into the life when I was 12 years old. I was still
  entering into high school at the time.
voice: I was in the life since I was 16.
Ebony: I was 13.
Martha: I was 14.
unknown: I was 15.
Carolina: 16.
Dominique: 13 1/2, going on 14.
in shadows: I got in it when I was 12.
Kim: I started at the age of 13, and the sexploitation is like, at
  the age 13, what choices to I have?

Joan Hartman: [about Nick and her lack of interest about his active
  sex life] Id probably be more worried if he were unpopular.
Trish Vogul: Well your very popular son gave my 14 year old daughter
  syphilis.
Joan Hartman: And how do you know she didnt give it to him?
Trish Vogul: Because shes a virgin!

Becca White: Its just sex... Its just something we do with boys,
  like dancing.

Lauren James: It used to be when a girl refused sex, she had society
  on her side, now culture screams "just do it".

Dave: [Sees Ferris trying to do crazy paving] What happened here?
Ferris: Its crazy paving.
Dave: This isnt crazy paving Ferris, this is just shit.
Ferris: I was trying to... you know?
Dave: Youve got no artistic vision here, have you? Its just a
  random fucking big mess.
Ferris: Its crazy paving, you just bung slabs down.
Dave: No, I think youre focusing too much on the crazy aspect, and
  not enough on the paving side of it.
Ferris: Have you come round here just to have a go at my crazy
  paving?
Dave: No, but...
Ferris: What then?
Dave: Nothing.
Ferris: [stands up and moves aside] Youre standing on my string.
Dave: What kind of concrete are you using? Cause you know theres
  different kinds, dont ya?
Ferris: Im not being funny Dave, but youre getting on my nerves.
Dave: Im just saying theres different types of concrete. Use the
  wrong one and... youre fucked!
Ferris: Its just ordinary concrete!
Dave: Tolly is driving me round the twist. He never stops wanking. I
  just had to get out of there.
Ferris: Try living here with Joan. Twenty-four hours a day its
  either blowjobs or crazy paving.
Dave: Look at us. Half-eleven on a Saturday morning. We shouldnt be
  standing here like this. Were young blokes! We should be living
  life to the full. We should be down the pub!

Joe Taylor: [after having sex with Ella] Are you sorry?
Ella Gault: Fat lot of good that would do me.

Megan Pillsbury: Could we may be not talk about Sarina for five
  minutes, please?
Alicia Pillsbury: You dont real have to be so testy, dear. After
  all, you did live together for a very long time....
Megan Pillsbury: For gods sake, mother. Anyone elses parents would
  be thrilled their daughter was out of a lesbian relationship and
  seriously seeing a man. A handsome successful good man at that. But
  you two, you just carry on!
Alicia Pillsbury: [to Jared] She always was the testy one! Um ha ha!
Emile Pillsbury: [in a low voice] Alicia, I think its enough.
Alicia Pillsbury: No, its time for honesty right here at this table.
  Honesty.
Alicia Pillsbury: [to Megan] You, you at a very young age, you came
  to the two of us, and you said to us that you were a lesbian. And
  that we should just get used to it. We have. And now you are
  bringing this
[looking toward Jared]
Alicia Pillsbury: . And Sarina was just like a daughter that we never
  had.
Emile Pillsbury: [in a loud voice] Enough!
Alicia Pillsbury: What are we going to say to our friends at PFLAG.
  Thats what I would like to know.
Jared Bartoziak: PFLAG?
Emile Pillsbury: Parents and Friends of Lesbians and Gays.
Alicia Pillsbury: [to Jared] Emile and I have been very active in
  this organization.
Alicia Pillsbury: [to Megan] I would also like you to know that your
  father has written a book about our experiences, which was just
  about to get a rave from the New York Times Book Review. We sent
  them a copy. They love it. And now this. This is really, this is
  really a little bit embarrassing....

[speaking to Bambi, the host of "University Challenge"]
Vyvyan: I liked the part where you shoved the drill in the virgin
  otters face.
Neil: That wasnt in BAMBI, Vyvyan.
Vyvyan: It was in the sequel, "Bambi Goes Crazy Ape Bonkers with his
  Drill and Sex"
Neil: Is that true Bambi? Did you do a Disney Nasty?

Neil: Guys, guys, guys, I think Ive solved our money problem. Im
  writing to my bank manager. See what you think...”Dear Bank
  Manager."
Mike: Yeah?
Neil: Well, thats it. Im quite pleased with it so far, though.
Mike: Oh, well, its a strong opening, certainly.
Vyvyan: I dont like the "dear." Sounds a bit too much like, "Will
  you go to bed with me?"
Mike: Well spoken, Vyvyan. What do you think instead?
Vyvyan: Uh, what about...”darling?
[everyone concurs]
Neil: [writing] "Darling Bank Manager...”
Rick: No, no, no, no, no, not "Bank Manager," its far too crawly
  bum-lick. Tell it like it is, put "Fascist Bullyboy!"
Neil: "Darling Fascist Bullyboy...”
Mike: Thats nice, yes, so far so good. So what do you want to say?
Neil: Well, basically, I want to ask him if I can have, like, an
  extension on my overdraft, but I know there must be a better way of
  putting it than that.
Mike: Well, what about, "Give me some more money"?
Vyvyan: ...”You bastard!"
Neil: Dont you think thats a bit strong?
Mike: Ah, Neil, people like that respect strength.
Neil: Yeah, youre right. Uh, "Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me some
  more money, you bastard...” Uh...”Love, Neil."
Vyvyan: Not "Love, Neil"! That sounds far too much like, "Come and
  get it like a bitch-funky sex machine!"
Neil: Yeah, youre right... Uh, what about, "Yours sincerely"?
Rick: Oh, come off it, Neil. If youre going to be that sycophantic,
  why dont you go round there now and stick your tongue straight
  down the back of his trousers?
Neil: Oh, look, I know, I know, why not "Boom Shanka"? It means, "May
  the seed of your loin be fruitful in the belly of your woman."
Mike: Hell never understand "Boom Shanka," youll have to write the
  whole thing out.
Neil: Right, okay, here we go. "Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me
  some more money, you bastard. May the seed of your loin be fruitful
  in the belly of your woman, Neil."
Rick: Well, if that doesnt work, I dont know what will.

[after sex with The Monster]
Elizabeth: Oh. Where you going?... Oh, you men are all alike. Seven
  or eight quick ones and then youre out with the boys to boast and
  brag. YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT. Oh... I think I love him.

Elizabeth: [singing, while having sex with the monster] Oh, sweet
  mystery of life at last Ive found you! At last, I know the secret
  of it all!

Jill Foster Abbott #4: Why Im so sorry... oh look at you all, youre
  acting like Im mistreating some helpless old woman. Well thats
  because you dont know the facts, the fact is that this house that
  we are standing in is mine! Phillip died married to me! He died
  loving me! Alright, he loved her once, he did, but by the time I
  came into their lives she was a monster, he couldnt stand to be in
  the same room with her! She was a fallen down drunk and she wreaked
  of booze and her tongue would rip your head off. I gave him
  something that that man hadnt had in years, I gave him love, I
  gave him somebody to talk to and a little attention and yes, sex.
  Good, healthy sex with a sober, sweet smelling woman and it drove
  you so mad with jealousy that you killed him! Did you know that?
  Did you know that she killed Phillip by driving him off a cliff
  while she was drunk? Go on Katherine, tell us some more about your
  glorious times in this house with Phillip!
Katherine Chancellor Sterling: This has really got to stop Jill!
Jill Foster Abbott #4: It will stop! As soon as this house and these
  ground are mine as Phillip wanted them to be!
Katherine Chancellor Sterling: Oh you are dreaming, oh God you are...
Jill Foster Abbott #4: No Im not! I have the evidence in black and
  white that Phillip wanted me to have this house! Look Im sorry
  about this party, I couldnt think of any other way to do this.
Christine Cricket Blair Romalotti Williams: You handled this
  exactly the way you wanted to.
Jill Foster Abbott #4: Yes, because I have lived for over twenty
  years feeling dead inside because the only man who ever really
  loved me was taken away from me! Yes I wanted to hurt Katherine!
  She killed my Phillip! Woman, you took what was mine and I am
  taking it back!

[first lines]
Amber Moore: Youre kidding, right? Youre - youre kidding about us
  just going back to being friends. Its a kind of a throwback to
  when we would have lots of sex and say it didnt mean anything.
  Youre joking.
Daniel Romalotti: I wouldnt do that to you.

Dr. Squires: Young men need sex, Luke. All men, actually... I- I can
  get you a hooker if you like.
Luke Shapiro: God, I was *this* close to respecting you.
Dr. Squires: Big mistake, Luke. Call your girl. You dont need
  medication, Luke. You just need to get laid.

Warren Jacobi: You also got a phone call from your boyfriend, Harold.
  Says he needs to talk to you.
Logan Young: Thats who you should be talking to if you want to know
  whats going on at Pacific Shores. Especially with Edna, since
  Harold was sleeping with her.
Lindsay Boxer: Shut up!
Logan Young: He was. Her, Winnie, and several others. Look, theres
  more bed-hopping going on at a retirement community than at a
  swingers club. Trust me. Ive walked in on things no man should
  ever see.
Warren Jacobi: Must be his "love mints".
Lindsay Boxer: He is half-past 100 and Edna was a sweet old lady.
Logan Young: There old, not dead. Bet she was having more sex than
  you are. [Jacobi snickers.]

Barry Pasternak: Ive got a tattoo here that fully illustrates my
  point. Its of this rebellious young man, and hes urinating on an
  FM radio. And then this other stream of urine is going onto that
  television set. Implausible, I know, but I like to think that he
  had sex the night before, and a little bit of residue is blocking
  his urethra, allowing the urine to flow in two separate directions.

Mr. Matthews: What in the hell is going on here, huh? Teen Sex? Are
  you kids on crack? You are not putting a sex float in my Homecoming
  parade!
Emily: But Mr. Matthews, you dont understand...
Mr. Matthews: Dont you Mr. Matthews me, young lady! This is a
  school-sanctioned event. You are not gonna have two kids bumpin
  uglies on a float!
Nicole: Nobody said that there...
Mr. Matthews: No, no, there will be no girl-on-guy action. There will
  be no two-girls-and-a-guy action. There will be no
  two-guys-and-a-girl action. There will be no action AT ALL!
Justin: No, no, no, no, we werent trying to do that. We were just
  trying to make a...
Mr. Matthews: You are gonna to have the same pointless float that you
  have every year. I dont care whether it rips, it rules, or it
  rocks. It DOESNT go humpidy humpidy!

Young Jerome: [dressed as Pablo Picasso] I am a genius. I am the
  greatest artist of the twentieth century. I pretty much invented
  modern art, and I do weird abstract paintings even though I could
  paint totally realistic if I wanted to. Also, even though I am
  super short and bald, I am able to have sex with any beautiful
  woman I want just because Im so great.

Russ Millard: [debriefing the police officers] Listen up! Gentlemen,
  thank you. Raymond Junior Nash. Statutory rape, armed robbery,
  felony mayhem. Texas State Prison. Alcatraz.
Ellis Loew: Mr. Nash pistol-whipped a little old lady in a stickup
  near Leimert Park, Tuesday morning. She died last night.
Russ Millard: Anything common in the sex beefs?
Ellis Loew: Negro girls. Young ones. All the complainants have been
  coloreds.

Randal Graves: Why havent you fucked Myra yet?
Elias: Well, we cant because of Pillow Pants.
Randal Graves: What the fucks Pillow Pants?
Elias: Pillow Pants is a little troll who lives in her pussy. [Randal
  stares] Pillow Pants is her pussy troll? [scoffs] Duh. You know how
  every girls parents put a pussy troll in them when the girls are
  young, to keep them from having premarital sex?
Randal Graves: ...Sure.
Elias: Well Myras is named Pillow Pants. And so even though she
  totally wants to have sex with me, Myra says if I put my... thing
  in her, Pillow Pants will bite it off. So, I gotta wait until
  Pillow Pants gets peed out of her body on her 21st birthday before
  we can have sex.
Randal Graves: [floored] And Myra told you this?
Elias: Boyfriends and girlfriends talk to each other about sex stuff
  Randal. Youd know this if you ever had a girlfriend.
Randal Graves: Have you and Myra even kissed yet?
Elias: We would have already if it wasnt for Listerfiend.
Randal Graves: [beat] Listerfiend is her mouth troll, isnt it?
Elias: [shakes head] Women.

Paula: Look, many young men who should be able to move out, simply
  cant. Its called "failure to launch". And thats where I come in.
  Young men develop self-esteem best during a romantic relationship,
  so I simulate one. We have a memorable meeting. We get to know each
  other over a few casual meals, he helps me through an emotional
  crisis, then I meet his friends, if he has any... Then I let him
  teach me something... But the bottom line is, he bonds with me. He
  lets go of you. He moves out.
Al: But how do you make sure that hell fall in love with you?
Paula: You look nice, you find out what they like, and then you
  pretend to like it, too.
Sue: That is pretty much how it works.
Al: What about sex?
Paula: Al, I never have sex with a client. Besides, I need to keep
  Tripp motivated, and lets face it, after men have sex...
Sue: Is there anything that we need to do?
Paula: Well, for starters, you could make life a little more
  difficult for him. You know, more chores, more responsibilities,
  that kind of thing.
Sue: I just think you should know that Tripp has had some rough
  breaks.
Paula: I promise you, when this is over, Tripp is going to be an
  independant, self-sufficient adult.

[voice over, about why he had sex with Ralphs mother]
Earl Hickey: And there she was. She wasnt young, but she was
  conscious... And besides, she made us Rice Krispy squares.

Bob Saget: Theres my friend Paul and right now Im looking at his
  dinger. Hes got a very huge wiener. Its about that big...
[indicates the length of his throat]
Bob Saget: I believe thats Shandlings joke. When you lift something
  it better be a cock. Here we go. This family, mother, father, four
  kids. It doesnt matter if theyre boys or girls theyre gonna be
  used anyway...
[laughs]
Bob Saget: - as nothing more than a hole. This is what this joke is
  about anyway, its about using your kids. Theyve got a paper
  route, they go to school and then you fuck em. And the agents
  like, "What do you do?" and the father goes, "Watch us." He rips
  off his wifes bra. Then he rips off her underwear and he takes
  some of her pubes with it. Its awful and some blood starts
  dripping down her leg. He takes the tampon and throws it at the
  window and it sticks. They start going down on each other all
  different kinds of combinations, theres 69, theres 29, cause the
  kids are young, theres 9. The father bends the kid over the guys
  desk and starts taking him from behind, which isnt right. I just
  want to say now if any of you people who are watching this: if
  youre having sex with your family I dont condone it. I think its
  wrong Ive done a lot of PSAs... do NOT fuck your family. So
  theyre all fucking each other right. All of a sudden the kid cant
  take it, diarrhea starts shooting out of his ass. Its like a
  hemorrhaging shit-ass. The kid starts spinning around in a circle
  cause he cant control it. Its like Curly in the Stooges. "Moe,
  Larry, the cheese!" The projectile shit is just flying out of him
  its going all over the room its like spin art. You dont know
  whether to shit or puke in this room. Thats how...
[starts laughing uncontrollably]
Bob Saget: What the fuck am I doing?

Lola: Look to the heel, young man. The sex is in the heel.

Titus Pullo: Here I come, girls! Im gonna drink all the wine, smoke
  all the smoke and fuck every whore in the city.
Lucius Vorenus: Show some dignity. Youre under the standard.
Titus Pullo: Well, talk to him! [Points toward Marc Anthony, who is
  having sex in uniform with a young girl alongside the road]
Lucius Vorenus: Hes not... under the standard.
Titus Pullo: Three hours away from a wife he hasnt seen in eight
  years. The mans terrified.
Gaius Octavian: Surely a reunion is a happy event.
Lucius Vorenus: Talk of something else!
Titus Pullo: What if shes lost her teeth? What if shes got skinny,
  or if shes been letting other men get between her legs?
Lucius Vorenus: Silence!