Billy Elliot - Quotations 
Billy Elliot - Quotations
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]
Mrs. Wilkinson: 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.
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!
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.
Mrs. Wilkinson: Please yourself, darlin'.
Debbie: If you want, I'll show you me fanny.
Billy: Nah, I'm all right.
Mr. Braithwaite: You look like a right wanker to me, son.
Mrs. Wilkinson: This'll sound strange, Billy, but for some time now I've been thinkin' of the Royal Ballet School.
Billy: Aren't you a bit old, miss?
Mrs. Wilkinson: No, not me... you! I'm the bloody teacher!
Billy: I don't want to do your stupid audition. You only want me to do it for your own benefit!
[Billy falls to an opponent at boxing]
George: Jesus Christ, Billy Elliot! You're a
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]
Mrs. Wilkinson: 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.
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!
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.
Mrs. Wilkinson: Please yourself, darlin'.
Debbie: If you want, I'll show you me fanny.
Billy: Nah, I'm all right.
Mr. Braithwaite: You look like a right wanker to me, son.
Mrs. Wilkinson: This'll sound strange, Billy, but for some time now I've been thinkin' of the Royal Ballet School.
Billy: Aren't you a bit old, miss?
Mrs. Wilkinson: No, not me... you! I'm the bloody teacher!
Billy: I don't want to do your stupid audition. You only want me to do it for your own benefit!
[Billy falls to an opponent at boxing]
George: Jesus Christ, Billy Elliot! You're a