- Little Mo: He's got his shoes on again. Now, when's the last time you seen him up here with his shoes on? And he's got his daddy's legs on top of them shoes.
- Little Mo: I have tried. Darling, I swear to you, I have tried. But I just can't pull it off. I can't make it work. I go in there and play cards with the guys. I've tried gardening upstairs. But I ain't good at none of them damn things. I'm only good at one thing. I'm a tap dancer.
- Max Washington: Listen. Listen, Mo. Now, I know you guys were good in your day, but since you ain't got no legs anymore, there's no reason...
- Little Mo: Hey, hey, hey. What do you mean? You think we ain't got no legs? Is that what you saying? Sandman. Come in here, come in here. You know what this young man said? We ain't got no legs. That means I ain't got no legs, you ain't got no legs. And them men in there ain't got no legs! Now, what does that sound like to you?
- Sandman: A challenge.
- Max Washington: Now, I ain't challenge nobody.
- Little Mo: Ohhhhh, yes, you did. Challenge!
- Harold: Hey, challenge!
- Little Mo: I have not objection to a dancer getting a job. But, that boy is not just a dancer. He's a hoofer! That's why he's on the third floor, not down there on the first or second floor, where they go, "five, six, seven, eight. La-de-da." The boy is special, Amy. He has to have his freedom. He needs to have his space. You can't keep that kind of a talent on a leash.
- Little Mo: There was only one man that no one could figure out who he stole from, see? Because he didn't steal from anybody. He stole his steps from the sounds he heard on the streets of New York City. He was an original. I mean an original, and his name was Sonny Washington. Now, nobody can tell you about how Sonny moved. Nobody can do it, except maybe one man that we're lucky enough to have in the audience tonight. Sonny's son. Yeah, Max Washington!
- Harry: Mo and me been talking about mixing tap and rock. I mean, nobody thinks of doing it. Why? Because you can't hear it, that's why. That's the only reason. But check this out: I rigged up pickups underneath these taps. I run these through my system, and, like, boom! They're gonna hear this in Scarsdale.
- Blues Singer: [singing] You got me runnin', You got me hidin', You got me runnin', Hide, Hidin', runnin', Any way you want it, let it roll, Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, Yeah, yeah, Hey, hey, you got me where, You want me now, Baby, what you want me, What you want me to do?
- Amy: You put this on? It was a good routine, wasn't it?
- Max Washington: Yeah. Yeah. The black Fred and Ginger, huh? Another one of my father's lame ideas. About 40 years too late.
- Amy: It wasn't lame. It was romantic. You looked so good in your tuxedo.
- Max Washington: It's true. I did.
- Bunny: [singing] Get your hat and get your coat, Leave all your worries on the doorstep, Life would be so sweet, On the sunny side of the street, Can't you hear that pitter-pat? That happy tune is my step, Just direct your feet, On the sunny side of the street...
- Max Washington: [singing] When you think you got, Nothin' left to lose, I got news, The piper's gonna be paid, That's why I say, Can't escape the rhythm, It's been inside me too long, It won't break, It's too strong...
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