Verona:
What’s up, corpse?
Chev Chelios:
Bonjour, douchebag. I thought you might be interested in a little deal.
Verona:
Are you a dealer? Is that what you are now?
Chev Chelios:
Don't worry about what I am. Listen, I want the antidote.
Verona:
Oh... Oh, the antidote?
Chev Chelios:
That's right, the antidote.
Verona:
What are you prepared to give me, asshole?
Chev Chelios:
How about the jewelry I got off that faggot brother of yours, you fucking cocksucker?
Verona:
Hmm.
Chev Chelios:
Don't pop a blood vessel, you little penis.
Verona:
All right.
Chev Chelios:
Oh, you like that deal don't you?
Verona:
Yeah, whatever.
Chev Chelios:
Well. I'll be at the downtown Lint in 20 minutes. You know the spot?
Verona:
Yeah I know it.
Chev Chelios:
Well don't be late or I'll trade this thing in to some whore for a fuckin' hand-job.
Verona:
Look, I said I'll fuckin' be... [throwing punches everywhere and yelling]
Verona:
I'll fuckin' be there!
Chev Chelios:
See you later sunshine.
Scott:
I'm in love with my pen pal! I'm in love with Mike!
Cooper:
Okay, okay. You know what? I was actually expecting this. And frankly, listen, I'm flattered that you picked me to come out to first. And don't worry about telling your folks, cause, eh, I think they already know.
Scott:
No, you idiot, Mike is a girl!
Cooper:
No, no, no, I get it, yeah. He's the girl, you're the girl. Sometimes you're both the girl. Right, right? That's hot. But, you know, whatever works for you. I'm not gonna judge it.
Matt:
Well hey, Sara.
Sara:
Hey, Matt. Grogan's so funny.
Matt:
Yeah. Hey, sounds to me like you like him.
Sara:
Well...
Matt:
Wow. You and Garbage Dick. That's great, I mean he was just saying that...
Sara:
Wait, what did you say?
Matt:
I was just saying how Garbage Dick told me how he thought you were...
Sara:
Garbage Dick?
Matt:
Yeah. Oh, no, no. It's no big deal. I mean, that was at least a year to two ago, anyway.
Sara:
Wait, what does that mean?
Matt:
Ah, I wouldn't worry about it. Besides, everyone wears condoms these days, right?
Elaine Miller:
May I speak with William, please?
Sapphire:
He's not here. He's down in the bar with the band. They just got back from the radio station. Is this Maryann with the pot?... Hello?
Elaine Miller:
No, this is not Maryann with the pot. This is Elaine. His mother. Could you please give him a message for me? Could you tell him to call home immediately? And could you also tell him - I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON.
Sapphire:
All right. But I'm just going to say this, and I'm going to stand by it: you should be really proud of him. 'Cause I know men, and I'll bet you do too. And he respects women, and he likes women, and let's just pause and appreciate a man like that. I mean, you created him out of thin air, and you raised him right, he's having a great time, he's doing a good job, and don't worry - he's still a virgin. And we're all looking out for him. And that's more than I've ever even said to my own parents, so there you go... This is the maid speaking, by the way.
Lida 'Stony' Newsom:
[holding up a check] Look! Did your sister come through for you or what?
Stevie Newsom:
Where did you get this?
Lida 'Stony' Newsom:
Don't worry about where I got it from. That ain't none of your business. Just look at the digits!
Stevie Newsom:
Look, Stony, there's something I got to tell you.
Lida 'Stony' Newsom:
Look, Stevie, I know this is hardly enough money. But I swear, I will get every...
Stevie Newsom:
No, no, listen to me. I didn't get into U.C.L.A., and I'm not going because I didn't get accepted.
Lida 'Stony' Newsom:
[angrily slaps Stevie] You didn't get IN?
Stevie Newsom:
Come on, Stony, don't go off on me now...
Lida 'Stony' Newsom:
DON'T you tell me not to go off on you! Do you have any IDEA what I had to go through? Do you?
Stevie Newsom:
I'm not staying around for this. [moves to leave]
Lida 'Stony' Newsom:
[grabbing Stevie's shirt] You ARE going to hang around for this, and don't you move. Why did you have to lie to me?
Stevie Newsom:
Stony, you know how long you told me that I HAD to go to college? Well, I'm sorry, but maybe that life just isn't for me. [exits the apartment]
Lida 'Stony' Newsom:
[tears the check into pieces]
Richie:
Where are my glasses?
Seth:
They, uh... they broke when you fell.
Richie:
Oh, fuck, Seth, these are, like, my only pair!
Seth:
Don't worry about it, we'll get you another pair.
Richie:
What do you mean, "don't worry about it"? Of course I'm gonna worry about it, I can't fuckin' see.
Seth:
I'll take care of it when we get to El Rey.
Richie:
Yeah, like some Mexican hole-in-the-wall's gonna have my fucking prescription.
Coach Ken Carter:
[Opens his door, and sees Timo covered in blood] Cruz?
Timo Cruz:
[hysterical] I wanna come back, Coach.
Coach Ken Carter:
What's going on?
Timo Cruz:
I wanna come back on the team.
Coach Ken Carter:
What the hell happened?
Timo Cruz:
They shot him... Renny. They shot Renny. I mean, we was just there. We was just there... everything was good.
Coach Ken Carter:
Come inside. Come on.
Timo Cruz:
Everything was good, Coach. I mean, you know...
Coach Ken Carter:
Come inside, son. Come on.
Timo Cruz:
You don't understand. I wanna come back on the team. What do I gotta do to play?
Coach Ken Carter:
Don't worry about that, son. Just come inside.
Timo Cruz:
Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it, okay?
Coach Ken Carter:
Okay. Okay. I got you. Come on. Come on. You're back with us now.
Timo Cruz:
I can't believe they shot him.
Coach Ken Carter:
Just come inside now, alright? Come on.
Timo Cruz:
I just wanna be on the team.
Coach Ken Carter:
[ushering him in the house] Come on. Come on.
Timo Cruz:
Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it, okay?
[after seeing Prudence performing as "Henry the Horse" in Mr. Kite's circus]
Jude:
Prudence!
Mr. Kite:
She's called "Henry," and it's a lot of explanation, but don't worry about it, kids, okay? Just tune in, turn off, drop out, drop in, switch off, switch on, and explode.
