Quotes

Dad: Listen, have you noticed anything weird about our Billy lately?
Tony: What are you after like, a list?

Billy: Just because I like ballet doesn't mean I'm a poof, you know.

Mrs. Wilkinson: Find a place on that bloody wall and focus on that spot. Then whip your head 'round and come back to that spot. Prepare!

Mrs. Wilkinson: Right, Mr. Braithwaite, "The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow". to herself Fat chance!

Billy: So what about your mother? Does she have sex?
Debbie: No, she's unfulfilled. That's why she dances.
Billy: She dances instead of sex? Your family's weird!

Billy: I don't want a childhood. I want to be a ballet dancer.

Billy: All right, all right, don't lose your blob!

Billy: Miss, you don't fancy me do, do you?
Mrs. Wilkinson: No, Billy. Funnily enough, I don't. Now piss off!
Billy: smiling Piss off yourself.

Grandma: I used to go to ballet.
Billy: See?
Dad: All right for your Nana, for girls. No, not for lads, Billy. Lads do football... or boxing... or wrestling. Not friggin' ballet.

Dad: I'm bustin' my ass for those 50 pences and you're - look, from now on, you stay here and look out for your Nana. Got that? Good.
Grandma: They used to say I could have been a professional dancer if I'd had the trainin'!
Dad: WILL YOU SHUT UP?
Billy: I hate you! You're a bastard!

Mrs. Wilkinson: Please yourself, darlin'.

Debbie: I'll show you me fanny if you want.
Billy: No, you're all right.

Mr. Braithwaite: You look like a right wanker to me, son.

Mrs. Wilkinson: I've thought of auditioning for the Royal Ballet School.
Billy: Aren't you a bit old Miss?
Mrs. Wilkinson: Not me, you!

Billy: I don't want to do your stupid audition. You only want me to do it for your own benefit!

George: Jesus Christ, Billy Elliot! You're a disgrace to them gloves, your father, and the traditions of this boxing hall!

Billy: *dances while walking*
Jackie Elliot: Is that absolutely necessary? Walk normal!

Tony: You're a ballet dancer, then let's be havin' it!

Billy: So, what's it like, like?
Jackie Elliot: What's what like?
Billy: London.
Jackie Elliot: I don't know, son. I never made it past Durham.

At the theatre
Tony: What the bloody hell are you doing here?
Michael: I wouldn't have missed it for the world.

Michael: Oy, dancing boy!
Billy: *runs to Michael*
Jamie: We'll miss the bus, Billy!
Tony: Will you stop being an old fucking woman?

Billy Elliot: Tony, do you ever think about death?
Tony Elliot: Fuck off.

Mrs. Wilkinson: So. Do we get the pleasure of your company next week?
Billy: It's just, I feel like a right cissy.
Mrs. Wilkinson: Well don't act like one. 50p please. And if you're not coming again give us your shoes.
Billy: thinks No, you're alright.
Mrs. Wilkinson: Right.

Gary Poulson: What are you deeing man? This is hand to hand combat not a bloody tea dance!

Debbie: Dad did it with this woman from work but they don't think I know.

Michael: So you're going to ballet every week?
Billy: Aye, but don't say owt.
Michael: Do you get to wear a tutu?
Billy: Fuck off, they're only for lasses. I wear me shorts.
Michael: You ought to ask for a tutu?
Billy: I'd look a right dickhead.
Michael: I think you'd look wicked.

Mrs. Wilkinson: What have I told you about that arm?