“This is MY dance space. This is YOUR dance space. I don’t go into yours, you don’t go into mine. You’ve got to hold the frame.”
This scene where Johnny says this to Baby is the No. 1 reason why Dirty Dancing is my favorite movie of all time.
Followed by these other gems:
“You just put your pickle on everybody’s plate college boy and leave the hard stuff to me.”
“I didn’t spend all summer long toasting bagels just to bail out some little chick who probably balled every guy in the place.”
“I carried a watermelon.”
“It’s not on the one. It’s not the mambo. It’s a feeling… a heartbeat.”
“Me? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.”
Yeah… I know what you’re thinking… and I agree.
I remember the first time I saw this cinematic masterpiece. I was in 4th grade. It was a sleepover at Alissa Horn’s house, and we TOTALLY weren’t supposed to be watching it — what with all the ‘adult content’. But we were sneaky, and late at night Alissa woke us all up and popped the tape into the VCR.
It was a life-changing moment. I fell in heart with Patrick Swazye (P. Sway is what I call him) in the MOST inappropriate way. And then he had the nerve to go and make Ghost — I was sure he was the love of my life. So blinded was I that I sat thru films such as Roadhouse and To Wong Foo with absolutely zero judgment for my man.
My heart still flutters every time I hear ‘Hungry Eyes’.
I may never love like this again I know. Here’s to you P Sway.