Cry Baby
Cry-Baby(singing) Well, one for all and all for one. And all we want is to have some fun. Squares beware of our property. Yeah, if you’re looking to rumble, you’re looking at me. ‘Cos I’m the king. ‘Cos I’m the king.
Cry-Baby Combo (singing) King cry baby.
Cry-Baby (singing) Yeah, I’m the king.
Cry-Baby Combo (singing) King cry baby.
Cry-Baby (singing) A king with a tear in my eye. If you mess with the king, you’re gonna cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry. Well, I was born on the wrong side of the tracks. In the back seat of a stolen Cadillac. I had my first cigarette before I could walk. And I was strumming this guitar before I could talk. ‘Cos I’m the king.
Cry-Baby Combo (singing) King cry baby.
Cry-Baby (singing) Yeah, I’m the king.
Cry-Baby Combo (singing) King cry baby.
Cry-Baby (singing) Oh, I’m the king.
Cry-Baby Combo (singing) King cry baby.
Cry-Baby (singing) A king cry baby with a tear in my eye. If you mess with the king, you’re gonna cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry. Well, I’m a lonely king who needs a queen. Yeah, you’re the sweetest hunk of sugar that I’ve ever seen. Ain’t got a ring or a crown for you. Well, if I had your love. I’d lose these cry baby blues.
Cry-Baby Combo (singing) She’s the queen.
Ramona Go on now, honey.
Belvedere Go on.
Ramona Go on.
Cry-Baby Combo (singing) She’s the queen.
Allison (singing) Well, let people talk, I don’t care. Let me prove to you, daddy, that I ain’t no Square.
Cry-Baby (singing) You be my queen and I’ll be your king. Yeah, but if you leave my hive, you’re gonna feel my sting. ‘Cos you’re my queen.
Allison (singing) You’re the king.
Cry-Baby & Allison (singing) King, queen.
Cry-Baby (singing) A king cry baby with my queen by my side.
Cry-Baby & Allison (singing) And if you mess with us, man, you’re gonna cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry. Cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry. Cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.
Cry-Baby Kiss me. Kiss me hard.
Allison I’ve never given a French kiss before.
Cry-Baby Watch. It’s easy. You just open your mouth… and I open mine… and we wiggle our tongues together. And it feels real sexy.
Allison I won’t get mononucleosis, will I?
Cry-Baby No, Allison. Just try it. If you don’t like it, I promise I’ll stop.
Square Break the window.
Cry-Baby I’m sorry, Allison. It’s just that… you’re so beautiful.
Allison I want to let you, but I can’t. For my parents’ sake. Cry-Baby, they’re both dead. I’m an orphan.
Cry-Baby I’m sorry, Allison. No wonder we’re together, honey. I’m an orphan, too.
Allison You are?
Cry-Baby Yes. And orphans have special needs.
Allison Just on the outside of the shirt, okay?
Cry-Baby Is it okay with you?
Allison Yes. Oh, yes. My parents were, they were good people and they loved me.
Cry-Baby I want you. I need you. I love you, too, Allison.
Allison They had to go on a business trip together. It was their first airplane ride. Oh, Cry-Baby, your fingers feel so good.
Cry-Baby I’ve been saving it up for a girl like you, honey.
Allison Mummy and Daddy took separate planes for safety. In case one plane crashed, I’d still have a living parent. But, Cry-Baby, both planes crashed and I never saw my parents alive again.
Cry-Baby God damn! Lightning!
Allison What’s the matter, Cry-Baby?
Cry-Baby Everything’s the matter.
Allison It’s just a thunderstorm. Heat lightning. It’s sexy.
Cry-Baby It’s not sexy. Electricity makes me insane.
Allison Why, Cry-Baby, why?
Cry-Baby Here’s why. Electricity killed my parents.
Allison They died in the electric chair?
Cry-Baby That’s right, Allison. My father was the Alphabet Bomber. He may have been crazy, but he was my pop. The only one I ever had.
Allison God. I heard about the Alphabet Bomber. Bombs exploding in the, in the airport and barbershop.
Cry-Baby That’s right, all in alphabetical order. Carwash, drugstore. I used to lay in my cradle and hear him scream in his sleep. A, B, C, D, E, F, G… Pow! Pow!
Allison But your mom?
Cry-Baby My mother tried to stop him. She couldn’t even spell, for Christ’s sake, but they fried her, too. But I’ll pay them all back, Allison. Any that’s why every day, I gotta do something rotten for my parents’ sake, and I cry for what I have to do. But not much, though. One single, salty tear… is all they’ll ever suck out of this Cry-Baby.
Pepper Cry-Baby!
Lenora I’m going to have his baby.
Baldwin Allison!
Allison Oh, my God. What have they done to you?
Baldwin Allison, come home. They beat me and kicked me. All because I love you.
Cry-Baby Get on.
Baldwin Don’t do it, Allison. No!
Drapes Too smart to work, too cool to care! Come to Turkey Point, man, if you dare! Too smart to work, too cool to care! Come to Turkey Point, man, if you dare! Too smart to work…
Baldwin Hey, let her go. She’s with me. Her name’s Allison and she’s a nice girl.
Cry-Baby Allison, I’m sorry to get you locked up. But tonight… you were the coolest date I ever had.
Allison But, Cry-Baby, who is that girl? Why didn’t you tell me you already had a lady friend?
Cry-Baby Lenora ain’t nothing to me. I swear on my daddy’s grave. I’m burning inside to touch you, baby.
Press Man 1 How do you feel about your granddaughter becoming a Drapette?
Press Man 2 Mrs Vernon Williams, a picture, please.
Mrs Vernon Williams Please, no pictures.
Hatchet-Face Get your hands off me! Let go of me! Get your hands off me!
Judge Order. Order in this courtroom. What a sad vision of today’s youth. The juvenile authorities have had it with Drape gangs. Milton Hackett. Wanda Woodward. Mona Malnorowski, also known as Hatchet-Face. You are blights on this community. Are the parents here?
Mr Hackett Yes, your Honour. We’ve been praying all night for our son.
Mrs Hackett Praying so hard we’ve got headaches.
Mr Woodward Hi, Wanda, honey.
Mrs Woodward You were on the radio.
Wanda Would you just get me the fuck outta here?
Mrs Woodward What’s “fuck” mean, Hector?
Mr Woodward Oh, Meg, it’s just a teen nonsense word Wanda uses to make herself feel all grown up.
Mrs Woodward Your Honour, could we take Wanda the fuck home?
Judge Good God! Order. Order in this courtroom.
Mr Hackett You hear that, your Honour? It’s a sign. She’s speaking in tongues. God’s in her gullet. And he’s in yours, too.
Mrs Hackett (Mumbles incoherently)
Mr Hackett Let him out. Let the words of the Saviour be heard.
Mrs Hackett (Mumbles incoherently)
Judge Order! Order! No wonder your children are in trouble. And you, Miss Malnorowski… By the way, that’s a shame about your face.
Hatchet-Face There’s nothing the matter with my face. I got character.
Judge I see that your parents haven’t taken the trouble to come to get you.
Mr Malnorowski Oh, yes, we did. You happy now, Mona? Huh? You finally did it. You put your own mother in an iron lung.
Judge Mrs Malnorowski, there is no smoking in this courtroom.
Mrs Malnorowski Why not? I pay taxes on cigarettes, don’t I? And what do I get for those taxes? Happiness? Hell, no. I get tuberculosis. Oh, Christ! Now I got a flat tyre.
Judge I am going to release these delinquents to their parents’ custody. And if they were mine… I’d give them a bare-asses whipping.
