Female born, Teena Brandon adopts his male identity of Brandon Teena and attempts to find himself and love in Nebraska.

Lana: Shut up. That's your business. Look, I don't care if you're half monkey or half ape, I'm gettin' you out of here.
Brandon: So what's your name?
Candace: [laughs] Candace. I hate it though. I'm thinking of changing it.
Brandon: Sometimes that helps. I'm Brandon.
[John and Tom have pulled Brandon's pants down to show Lana that her boyfriend is biologically female, but Lana refuses to acknowledge it]
Lana: Leave him alone!
John Lotter: HIM? HIM?
Lana: What were you like... before all this? Were you like me, like a GIRL girl?
Brandon: Yeah... like a long time ago... but then I guess I was just like a boy girl, then I was just a jerk.
Brandon: Boy, I... I really fucked up. I borrowed one of Candace's checks, then I got that speeding ticket, and this fake I.D. I guess, I just need to learn to stay home, huh?
Lana's Mom: Brandon, I invite you into my home and you expose my daughter to your sickness. D'ever think about Lana in all this?
Brandon: That's all I been thinking about.
Tom Nissen: [about John] Doctors say he got no impulse control. I'm the only one who can control that fucker.
Nicole: You don't seem like you're from around here.
Brandon: Where... where do I seem like I'm from?
Nicole: Someplace... beautiful.
[last lines]
Brandon: [voiceover] Dear Lana, By the time you read this, I'll be back home in Lincoln. I'm scared of what's ahead, but when I think of you I know I'll be able to go on. You were right. Memphis isn't far at all. I'll be making a trip out on the highway before too long. I'll be waiting for ya. Love always and forever, Brandon.
Lana: God, I hate my life.
Lana's Mom: [drunk on the sofa] Lana?
Brandon: I hate your life, too.
Brandon: [to himself, laughing] I'm an asshole.
Lana: No.
Brandon: Why not? You're beautiful.
Lana: Come over here.
Lana's Mom: I don't want IT in my house.
Lana: [to Brandon] Who are you?
Dave - Deputy: Miss Brandon? Miss Brandon, we ran your Charles Behrman ID through to the computer, and this is what the Lincoln authorities faxed us over. You tell me.
Brandon: Wow... This Teena chick's pretty messed up.
John Lotter: Shut up, you fucking pervert. Are you a girl or are you not? ARE YOU A GIRL OR ARE YOU NOT?
Tom Nissen: There's an easy way to fix this problem.
Brandon: Fuck you! You stay the fuck away from me!
Tom Nissen: Oh, you wanna fight?
Brandon: Lana, you are one cranky girl.
Lana: Yeah, well, you'd be cranky, too, Mister I'm Going To Memphis Graceland Tennessee, if you were stuck in a town where there's nothing to do but go bumper skiing and chase bats every night of your evil fucking life.
Lana: I mean, you don't have to be sober to weigh spinach.
Sheriff: Why do you go hanging out with guys, you being a girl yourself? Why do you go around kissing every girl?
Brandon: I... don't see what this has to do with what had happened.
Sheriff: I'm asking you all these so that when I speak to the jury, they're going to want some answers, so I have to know exactly what is going on. Now, are you going to answer my question or not?
Brandon: I... have a sexual identity crisis.
Sheriff: You have a what?
Brandon: I have a sexual identity crisis.
Tom Nissen: Think they'd recognize her if we chopped off her head and her hands?
Brandon: I'm going to ask her
Brandon: to marry me!
Lonny: Before or after your sex-change operation? Before or after you tell her you're a girl?

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