Oh, Blanche? You know we’ve got rats in the cellar?
Broadsword calling Danny Boy.
Harford: The woman lying dead in the morgue was the woman at the party. Well, Victor, maybe I’m missing something here. You call it fake, a charade… Do you mind telling me what kind of fuckin’ charade ends up with somebody turning up dead?
Ziegler: Okay Bill, let’s cut the bullshit, alright? You’ve been way out of your depth for the last 24 hours! You want the truth? You want to know what kind of charade? I’ll tell you exactly what kind. That whole play-acted, “take me” sacrifice that you’ve been jerking off with had nothing to do with her real death. The truth is, nothing happened to her after you left that hadn’t happened to her before. She got her brains fucked out. Period!
Lorenzo, baby. Lorenzo St. DuBois. But my friends call me L.S.D.
I would like to sing this song, it’s about love, and hate. Psychedelically speaking I am talking about the power.
I’m coming. That’s what I’m here for. That’s why you had me, Mama, to save you
Fitzgerald: Anybody can fly a plane, now here: I’ll check you out. Put your little hands on the wheel there. Now put your feet on the rudder. There. Who says this ol’ boy can’t fly this ol’ plane? Now, I’m gonna make us some Old Fashioneds the old-fashioned way - the way dear old Dad used to!
Benjamin: What if something happens?
Fitzgerald: What could happen to an Old Fashioned?
I don’t rattle, kid. But just for that I’m gonna beat you flat.
Get on me Bert, I can’t lose.
We have a contract of depravity; all we have to do is pull a blind down.
Big John, do you think this boy is a hustler?
You’re a lot of woman, you know that? Yeah, wanna make 14 dollars the hard way?
Oh, this your wife, huh? A lovely lady. Hey baby, you must’ve been something before electricity
This is good stuff. I got it from a Negro. You’re probably high already and you don’t even know it.
You! You’re no gentleman!
Hey, I ain’t no doorknob either!
Don’t touch the watch.
You’re inhuman.
No… I’m in touch with humanity.
Don’t toast to my health, toast to my fuck!
Let’s fuck! I’ll fuck anything that moves!
Fuck you, you fucking fuck!