Little Shop of Horrors Quotes
Feed me, Seymour!
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space.
I don’t know, I’m just a dentist.
It’s just a plant, Audrey. It doesn’t have a heart.
I am your dentist, and I enjoy the pain I inflict.
Suddenly, Seymour, you get this strange urge to pull a weed.
People, when you give something a name, it gives it a certain dignity.
You have to admit, it’s a big improvement on the paper route.
Look how tall you are. How would you like to take Travis’ place?
Never feed him after midnight.
It’s a couch potato with a mouth.
God, what an awful place! What kind of flowers are those?
I don’t know why, but every time I see them, they remind me of you.
Boy, Rhythm and Blues sure has gotten a bad name, hasn’t it?
Name that’s unique, like Snowflake, Crystal, or something unisex. Like Taylor.
What sort of weirdo would want to eat something like that for dinner?
You took me in and you didn’t even know me.
They say when you’re kissed, you’re supposed to see fireworks.
I get so hungry, sometimes I could eat a person.
You know the bigger the shop, the more customers. The more customers, the more orders.
A person should never be treated that way, just because they’re different.
We could turn this house into a flower shop or a night club, you know?
Now you can save money if you print your business cards yourself.
You know, it’s not everyday you meet someone who likes to pick cuttings of rare and exotic plants. I do.
Un huh, golly, you think I look like Toulouse-Lautrec?
You gotta connect in some way with other human beings. Otherwise, you’re… you’re serving some function.
I’ve given you sunlight. I’ve given you rain. Looks like you’re not happy unless I open a vein.
Millions of people, they’ve gotta eat. You need human plant food.
Flowers make people better, happier, and more helpful.
Though your center be as twisted as that of a polyp, I will nurture you.
People have gotta do what people have gotta do.
Better try to grow something else.
Don’t be a drag, participate.
You can have a nice, clean surgical operation.
The last thing I need is a moving van.
This is the cat, Audrey. The cat and you ain’t my name!
I’ll crack him like a walnut, and feed him to the fish.
Cut that out, or I’ll chop you into ham hocks!
Seems like yesterday we opened with just our little secretaries.
Whoa, that’s what I call a salad bar!
You don’t have to worry about that plant anymore, because I just found you a refreshing new hobby.
Oh well, I guess you’ll never be just an ordinary guy.
You’re gonna be the opening act for good, clean family fare like ‘Leave It to Beaver’ and ‘Father Knows Best.’
Introducing the Santa Claus special, the macumba cocktail.
I got a finger missin’. It keeps me home every night.
At least for an hour or so, we’ve got a little fun in this family.
It’s just a simple, clean little flower shop in the middle of the rubbish of skid row.
Ahhh… such bad news.
No, no, no… I’m afraid I must confess. I am the killer.
That’s right! I’ve been feeding it, okay? Are you happy now? Is that what you wanted to hear?