The Secret Life Of The American Teenager
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The Secet Life of the American Teenager
[edit] Season 1
[edit] Falling in Love [1.1]
- Ashley: (about her school) Why do these people think there's something wrong with a belly button? It's not like everyone doesn't have one. I mean, I have one. They have one. You have one. Personally, I don't see the big deal if it shows. I mean, it's not like anyone else is covering their buttons.
- Anne: Well, they're supposed to. It's in the dress code.
- Ashley: Yes, Mother, but no one pays attention to the dress code. Of course, not until today, when I get hauled into the principal's office and asked to put on a sweatshirt. I mean, why should I follow the rules if no one else does?
- George: I'll tell you why. Because I don't want to get another call from the principal's office, and neither does your mother. We don't like being embarrassed by our 13-year-old daughter, who insists on dressing like a streetwalker when we take our hard-earned money to buy you decent clothes to wear that fit the dress code requirement. Forget the school dress code. We have our own dress code. You didn't just break the school's rules. You broke our rules, and rules of good taste. What are you trying to prove, that you're not 13? You're 13. That you're sexy? You're not sexy! I mean, do you even know what sexy means? It means you're ready to have sex, and you are not ready to have sex. Neither of my daughters are ready to have sex, and you two will not be ready to have sex for a long time! Whoo. A very, very long time! Maybe after you've been married for a couple years. We want to make sure it's gonna work out first. (chuckles at himself)
- Ashley: Funny.
- George: Am I right?
- Anne: He's right, although I doubt you'll get your father's permission even after you're married.
- Ricky: Aren't I supposed to tell you how I feel?
- Therapist: You've been coming here enough years to know that I'm not that kind of shrink. Come on. Tell me how you feel.
- Ricky: I feel like my f...my fricking father stole my childhood and then dumped me on another family and said, "You take him. I don't want him. He's damaged goods."
- Therapist: I like the way you started out, although I'd love to hear a little more anger in your voice, because you have a right to be angry. Because your father did steal your childhood by sexually abusing you. But he didn't dump you anywhere. The gigantic hand of Social Services reached down and plucked you out of a deplorable situation, and placed you in a family that doesn't see the damage. They just see the potential, and they love you. And I know you love them, but it's the loving yourself I'm trying to get you to come around to.
- Ricky: I thought you were trying to get me to come around to not having sex with every girl I meet.
- Therapist: Can you see how these two things are related? Can you see how you are constantly fighting to prove your masculinity all because your father was some sick bastard? Can you see how you have it within your power to not let what he did have anything to do with who you are at this point in your life?
- Ricky: I'm not sure I want to see it. How do you feel about that?
- Therapist: I feel like you don't want to see it, because if you do, you'll lose your motivation for having sex. And without constant, indiscriminate sex, you'll be a new person. A better person. A person you might actually like, even love.
- Grace: Jack, we've talked about this before. Lots of times. I want to be out of medical school before I get married. My dad waited until he was out of medical school, and my mom waited with him.
- Jack: Okay, okay. I know.
- Grace: Are you okay?
- Jack: Yeah, I'm fine. Hypothetically speaking, and not that I'd even be interested in this...I don't even know if it's a sin after marriage, but I have heard that some people have found that...excuse me if this sounds vulgar, but I like to think we have the kind of relationship where I respect you, and you respect me, and we can tell each other anything, right?
- Grace: Right. So just say what you want to say.
- Jack: Is oral sex allowed before marriage? I mean, if two people are committed to each other and in love with each other, would that be allowed?
- Grace: I don't know. I'll ask my mother. (he spits out his drink) I'm kidding. Kidding! But you deserved that. Of course it's sex. You need to keep your mind away from those kinds of thoughts, Jack. I mean, what is wrong with you today?
- Henry: So, how many students do you think are having sex?
- Alice: High school students. 46.8%.
- Jack: Father forgive us for our many sins, for not being strong when temptation leads us astray... (Jack's team-mates are puzzled) Give us the strength to do Thy will, especially when it's much easier to give in to the pleasures of the flesh... (the coach glances in to listen) Let us not be distracted by the women that are here to lead us into situations that would lead us into hell and destroy our souls forever, but to cheer us on to victory... with their short skirts and tight sweaters and hot bodies.
[edit] You Are My Everything [1.2]
- Marshall: (to Jack) Go home before I pummel you.
- Jack: I thought you were a Christian.
- Marshall: Oh that's right, I'm a Christian. So first I will smite you; then I will pummel you.
- Jack: (on him cheating on Grace) I was weak. I was tempted. I gave in. But Grace, I swear, that's never gonna happen again. And if it did... I would... I don't know, I would smite myself! (notes Grace's confused look) Yeah, your dad said he was going to smite me.
- Alice: (on the death of Ben's mom) It's healthy. It's healthy to move on, Ben. It's been a long time. Five years is a long time.
- Ben: Yeah, it is. And believe me it feels longer than five years. Time passes real slow when you're a kid. It's starting to speed up a little though. I guess I'm getting older, maturing. Maybe I'll get married soon, have a kid, start a little family band.
- Adrian: (referring to Amy) You can't be serious. You can't be interested in that... child. :Ricky: (frustrated) You know some girls do it without broadcasting it to the whole school. Some girls are more discreet about their sex life than you. Some girls have class.
- Ricky: He told the guys in the locker room, they told their girlfriends, and one of them already told me.
- Adrian: I don't really care.
- Ricky: What kind of guy brags about this kind of stuff?
- Adrian: Err... You told me about Amy Juergens.
- Ricky: Yeah. (self-deprecating laugh)
[edit] I Feel Sick [1.3]
- Ashley: Would you go change? You kind of stink.
- Amy: Yes, I know. Good night.
- Ashley: Wait. (long silence) I stayed up because I wanted to ask you something. You're not...you're not, like, pregnant or anything, are you?
- Amy: (stuttering) Wh...wh...why would you say something like that?
- Ashley: Look, Amy, you're acting really weird lately, and you're stuttering again, so I know you're trying to cover something up. You're lying. You're lying all the time, and you're hungry all the time. You eat everything in sight, and you've gained weight, and you've got boobs. And you got sick? I mean, you love the carousel.
- Amy: I know.
- Ashley: So? (more silence) I won't tell them if you are. I won't tell anyone, I promise. You're gonna need me if you are, because you know they're gonna kill you, and you're gonna need a friend.
- Amy: I have friends, Ashley.
- Ashley: Not in this house. Not if you're having a baby. Just tell me. Are you? Are you having a baby?
- Amy: (tears in her eyes) Yeah. Don't tell anyone, okay? I'll tell them when I need to.
- Ashley: (to Amy, who's trying on a new top) When did you get boobs?
- Anne: You know what, I think you're getting curves.
- Amy: (stuttering) No, I don't think so.
- Anne: (on Marsha Bowman) Are you kidding? She'd never let you wear that tube top.
- Ashley: Well you won't let me wear it either.
- Anne: You're wearing it aren't you?
- Grace: Well, they're my parents. I have to do what they tell me. Don't you do what your parents tell you?
- Ricky: Hell no!
- Marc: Any plans for college?
- Adrian: Maybe. I hear Indiana University has an awesome sex education programme.
- Marc: Awesome, huh? I saw that you almost got a perfect score on the verbal study of PSAT. You know Columbia's got a great English lit department. Bet you'd really love New York.
- Adrian: Well I really love sex...
