Nancy: Never trust a junkie.

[as Sid storms out]
Nancy:SID! What about the farewell drugs?

Nancy: I'll never look like Barbie. Barbie doesn't have bruises.

Nancy: [Pointing] No! Look, that's the roller ramma. Sid, I won a roller skating trophy there when I was six years old.
Granma: Nancy, don't fib.
Nancy: Fuck you, Grandma.

[getting off the phone with her parents]
Nancy: I fucking hate them! I fucking hate them! Ass! Ow! Fucking motherfuckers! They wouldn't send us any money! They said we'd spend it on DRUGS!
Sid: We would!