- Little Richard: [after a bandmate complains of wearing sissy make-up] Being pretty ain't never bothered me. Ain't that right, Lucille?
- Lucille: 'Bout the prettiest boy I've ever seen.
- Little Richard: Now, sneaking in the back doors so the white folks don't see us till we're on stage, eating in a parking lot of some restaurant that I wouldn't even pay to eat at the counter at, now *that* bothers me. Being called a sissy?
- [pause]
- Little Richard: You look-a here! Them white kids, they're dancing to *our* music! Okay, they may have Pat Boone on their record player in case their parents walk in, but they got *my* record underneath their pillow. You know which show we're playing here? You know how many colors have played here? None! You know why? 'Cause they can't! I am the first! I am the only! So if you wanna call me a sissy, go ahead! Knock yourself out, boy! But you make sure you call me a rich sissy. And you do as I do, you all gonna be rich sissies, too. Now, where my eyeliner?
- Little Richard: [improvising on the piano] A-wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-good-hot-damn! Tutti frutti! Good booty! Tutti frutti! Good booty! Tutti frutti! Good booty! Tutti frutti! Good booty! If it don't fit, don't force it! If you grease it, make it easy!
- Bump Blackwell: We have *got* to record that!
- Little Richard: What?
- Bump Blackwell: Yeah that! *That* is a hit!
- Little Richard: You're kidding me.
- Bump Blackwell: No, no, no, no, I mean, we gotta clean up the lyrics though. That's a... that's a definite. Dorothy, get in here!
- Little Richard: But wait a second. Bump...
- Bump Blackwell: This is gonna be...! Dorothy!
- [Dorothy runs inside the studio]
- Bump Blackwell: C'mere! Quick! Get in here!
- Dorothy La Bostrie: Yes?
- Bump Blackwell: Okay look, Richard, Dorothy is a lyricist. Alright, I want you to sing that song to her. Dorothy, I need you to write me a clean version of it in a half hour. Okay?
- Dorothy La Bostrie: Okay, okay.
- Little Richard: [embarrassed to have to sing a dirty song to a lady] But Bump, that song has some terrible, terrible words!
- Bump Blackwell: Oh trust me! She's heard it all.
- Dorothy La Bostrie: It's true, I have.