Who could have guessed that a bunch of men in dresses would breath life into the movement to win equal rights for gay men and lesbians? Cert...更多>
La Miranda: See, there's as many Stonewall stories as there's gay queens in New York, and that's a shit load of stories, baby. Everywhere you go in Manhattan, or America, or the entire damn world, you're gonna here some new legend. Well this is my legend honey, okay? My Stonewall legend. La Miranda: Hey Vito, you remind me of my dead uncle. Vito: Okay, girls. We see ID, or we see blood. La Miranda: Here's my ID, baby. You recognize? Mizz Moxie: I'm drinkin', who's payin'? Helen Wheels: Hey Vito, you want me to come home with you tonight, baby? La Miranda: Chicka. Chicka, I love that outfit more every time I see it. Mizz Moxie: Which is a lot of love, honey. Helen Wheels: And a lot of nerve too, girl. La Miranda: Tramp! Princess Ernestine: La Miranda, girl, why do you always put yourself though this? La Miranda: Why, Princess Ernestine? It's for the sheer, irresistible goddamn glamour of it all. Matty Dean: I think we broke my goddamn nose. La Miranda: Ahh, forget you, they confiscated my damn makeup bag. Okay, now that's brutality! Matty Dean: Somehow, I believed it would be different in New York. La Miranda: Yeah, well, Miss Liberty lies. La Miranda: I don't do tears. Matty Dean: Don't you ever get this angry? La Miranda: I don't do angry. Princess Ernestine: Vito. Vito, girl, where are you? La Miranda: You see this face! There will be no tears here, no tears! Male Draft Officer: Are you a homosexual? La Miranda: Oh, sure... least so my boyfriend tells me. La Miranda: Hey Bros. Bros and sisters with soul. Matty Dean: How can they just do this? Like we don't have a fucking constitution or nothing. La Miranda: We don't! They do! Matty Dean: Who the fuck is they? La Miranda: America! Big America! The other America! Matty Dean: Fuck the big America! We're the real America, at least we believe in fucking freedom. Right? You don't even get what I'm talking about, do you? La Miranda: Yeah, little 'ol dumb me, how could I possibly get it? La Miranda: Matty Dean, do they have draqs where you come from?
: Well, naturally. La Miranda: Well, then you know it ain't hip to call a D.Q. he. La Miranda: Is your family rich? Matty Dean: What's my family got to do wit this? La Miranda: I'm just trying to fig out how someone so smart could be so stupid. La Miranda: Welcome to tiny-bop heaven! Matty Dean: So, which are you? A he or a she? La Miranda: Depends on who's payin', babe. Matty Dean: Who was your first? La Miranda: First lay? Matty Dean: First love. La Miranda: I don't do love. Matty Dean: What do your family think of you? La Miranda: They drink to forget me. Bostonia: Can't we just get away from this tired town? Vinnie: Where nobody knows us? Bostonia: Honey, nobody knows us here. Female Draft Officer: Are you some kind of invert? La Miranda: Shy? Me? Oh, Mary! Helen Wheels: So how late is he know? La Miranda: About 30 seconds later than you the last time you asked me. Don't piss me off! Helen Wheels: All night, no sex? No wonder you look like shit. Matty Dean: [posing as La Miranda] : Oh, doctor, how '50s you be. Me, I'm living in the other state, between maleness and femaleness. Psychiatrist: Which is? Matty Dean: Fabulousness! Lucy Tania: If my mother hears the word "Stonewall" she has to take a heart pill. La Miranda: Hey Lady Ernestine! Gimmie a shot of Jackie D, will ya? Princess Ernestine: That's Princess Ernestine to you, bitch. La Miranda: That's Princess Bitch to you, lady. La Miranda: Matty Dean? Baby? I'm your knight in shining armor, baby. Your boy and your lady. I'm your mama lying. I'm your man. I will fight for you, dress for you... even cry for you. But only for you, baby. Never for them. NEVER for them. Vinnie: Cryptika? Do you love me? Bostonia: Now what kind of asshole question is that? Vinnie: Did I ever tell you that I love you? Bostonia: No, you son of a bitch. Bostonia: Don't push me, Mary. I am not in the mood.