A Dirty Shame

Synopsis: Middle-aged, sexually repressed Sylvia Stickles is the subject of this John Water's film, set in North Baltimore. She refuses to have sex with her husband, Vaughn Stickles, and keeps her overly-endowed daughter, Caprice, locked in her room, while she serves home detention for moral depravity charges. Sylvia, together with her mother Big Ethel, lead a group calling themselves "neuters" that promotes decency on Harford Road. When Sylvia is accidentally hit on the head by a lawnmower hanging out of a passing pick-up truck, however, her sexual behavior is changed completely from prude to prostitute. She meets the sex addicted sexual healer Ray Ray Perkins, becoming his twelfth apostle of sex in a journey of pleasure and orgasm.
Genre: Comedy
Director(s): John Waters
  1 win.
89 min




Smile for me

Fill my world

with poetry

Forget those

faraway dreams

That haunt you


Young in years

Let the sunshine

Dry your tears

And we

will walk in the wind

And stars

Like April lovers

With hearts aglow...

Come on back

to bed, Sylvia.

Can't you see

l'm cooking scrapple?

lt can wait.

Sex is in the air.

Not in here it isn't.

l got work, Vaughn.

Your mother

is up the store.

lt's light out, for Christ's sake.

What's gotten into you?

Come on, move!

...Forget those

faraway dreams

That haunt you...


...Let the sunshine

Dry your tears

And we will walk

in the wind...

Damn it!

Jesus Christ.


...With hearts aglow

Till love discloses

Where the secret

roses grow...

You seen my keys?


l said, have you seen

my keys?

Where did you

leave them?

lf l knew where l'd left them, they

wouldn't be lost, would they?


Oh, Jesus Christ Almighty!

lt's not my fault.

Somebody left his magazine on the front

porch and it got me all riled up.

Oh, sure,

''somebody left it.''

sure, sure...

You said

you didn't want to.

l mean a man has needs, Sylvia.

Marital needs.

My gal is red hot, yeah!

My gal is red hot

Your gal ain't

doodly squat

Well, she ain't got

no money, but man

She's really

got a lot

Well, l got a gal,

six feet four...


...My gal is red hot

Your gal

ain't doodly squat

Yeah, my gal

is red hot

Your gal

ain't doodly squat

Well, she ain't got

no money, but, man...

lsn't it a little early

for that, Caprice?

l'm developing

my act, Mother.

Mutilating your mammaries

and gyrating down at some biker bar

is an act, all right,

an act of defiance.

l was a legend down at the Holiday

House, in case you didn't know it.

Morning, honey.

Daddy, let me go down to the bar

and perform.

You're in home detention,


The ''government'' wants you to stay

indoors for a while, huh?

You're just too pretty

to go out.

We let you keep your tawdry theatrical

mementoes. lsn't that enough?

You were convicted

of indecent exposure for the third time.

l was promoting

the art of dance.

With nude loitering?!

Nude and disorderly conduct?

Nude drunken driving?

l was not drunk.

l was on pills.

Something is the matter

with you, Caprice.

You are such a Neuter,


And Neuters will never


Something is the matter

with your vagina.



Mrs. Stickles.

Oh, you brat!

l'm gonna report you.


Formstone's looking good.

Ah, it's the real McCoy

all right, vintage.

- Paid through the nose for it.

- Oh.

One thing we've learned-- proper

restoration never comes cheaply.

l need to go down to

the bar-- just for an hour!

Come on, Dad, don't lock it.

Daddy, let me go!

My public needs me!

- Ooh!

- Mrs. Stickles,

my name is Fat F*** Frank.

And l'm your daughter's

number one fan.

She moved to

the Erie Canal area.

Hey, Vaughn.


Caprice retired

from show business.

She's no longer

a public figure.

Her name ain't Caprice,

it's ''Ursula Udders.'' And she's famous.

She got the biggest tits

on Harford Road.

Ursula! Ursula Udders!

Texture, that's

what l call it.

lt's me,

Fat F*** Frank.

And l miss

them great big--

Destroy all Neuters!

We sure didn't

have this in D.C.

God, l love Baltimore.

lt's a real city of diversity.

Sylvia! Sylvia,

we need gas, honey!

Get gas.


still mad?

Remember to fill it up.

l'll walk, don't worry.



Smokey the bear,

Smokey the bear

- Prowling and a-growling...

- Grr!

Hi! Grrr-rr! Woof!

- Grrr!

- Woof! Woof!

That's why they called him Smokey,

that is how he got his name...

- Hi, Vaughn.

- Morning, Betty.

Does the Pinewood

Park-and-Pay sell lotions?

You know--


We sure do.

How is that fine wife

of yours doing?

She's up at the store

like always, Wendell.

Don't you

find it funny

that every man

in this neighborhood has a penis?

Well, not really,




Oh, don't.

Jesus, Mary,

and Joseph!


...Whoa, whoa-whoa

l need your loving--

oh, that's it, babe.

That's it, oh-oh-oh.

Oh, God!

Ooh, that's it, baby.

Oh, talk to the mike,

talk to the mike. Ooh-ooh.

Oh, that's what

l call a hum job. Oh, yeah.

Come on.

Oh, okay.

l'm out of gas.

Move it, Neuter!

- Oh, God!

- How am l supposed to move with no gas?

Get out of the way!

We're in a hurry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa!

- Filthy little hedges.

- Morning, Marge.

Growin' all dirty,

makes me sick.

Hi, l'm ''Mama Bear.''

have you met

my hus-bear?

No, l haven't.

l'm ''Papa Bear.''

And this is our cub,

''Baby Bear.''


l'm Vaughn. Welcome

to the Harford Road area.

When we take over,

it's gonna be a--


...Happy, happy, happy

With a big bear hug.

- Come on.

- Move that piece of sh*t.

Can you call

Triple-A, please?

Hurry up,

l've got a hot date.

What, at 7:
00 a.m.?

What's the matter with you?

You'd have a date too

if you wore some make-up.

- Your poor husband.

- Huh?


lf you could just

help me, l'd--


lt's her!

Let's go sexing.




Hello, ma'am.

My name is Ray Ray

and l'm here to-- service you.

l'm Sylvia,

and l hit my head. Oh.

A concussion

is a terrible thing

to waste.

lt's okay.


My p*ssy's on fire.

l know it is.

lt's a burning bush.

Show me a sign, Sylvia.

We knew you'd come.

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John Samuel Waters Jr. (born April 22, 1946) is an American film director, screenwriter, author, actor, stand-up comedian, journalist, visual artist, and art collector, who rose to fame in the early 1970s for his transgressive cult films. more…

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