[after sex]
Robot:
Earth women who experience sexual ecstasy with mechanical assistance always tend to feel guilty!
Harry Canyon:
Ah, kiss my ass!
Hooker:
I will for twenty bucks.
Zeks:
Look, man, if there's one thing I know, it's how to drive while I'm stoned. You know your perception is completely fucked so you just let your hands work the controls as if you were straight.
Narrator:
To defend: this is the pact. But when life loses its meaning and is taken for naught, then the pact is to avenge!
Hanover Fiste:
Hangin's too good for 'im. Burnin's too good for 'im. He should be torn into little bisty pieces and buried alive!
Sternn:
Relax Harry, I've got an angle.
Den:
There was no way I was gonna walk around this place with my dork hanging out!
Den:
Wow, nothing for 18 years and then twice in one day.
Harry Canyon:
This dame was going for broke. And I was giving her the stars and stripes forever.
Ard:
If you refuse, you die; she dies; everybody dies!
Desk Sergeant:
Before you go any further, pal, I gotta tell ya it's cash up front. A thousand bucks a day for a full investigation, another thou' if the assailant is caught. Do you understand?
Harry Canyon:
Yeah. Hey, here's a dollar. Thanks for nothin'.
Desk Sergeant:
Think you can do better?... Punk.
Harry Canyon:
The U.N. Building. What a joke! They turned it into low rent housing. It's a dump.
[first line]
Narrator:
A shadow shall fall over the universe, and evil will grow in its path, and death will come from the skies.
Hanover Fiste:
He's nothing but a low-down, double-dealing, backstabbing, larcenous perverted worm! Hanging's too good for him. Burning's too good for him! He should be torn into little bitsy pieces and buried alive!
Stern:
Take it easy Charlie. I've got an angle.
Edsel:
The first Earth chick we see in 10 years and he has to make a play for her.
