Jack Jordan: I just ran over a man and two little girls.
Jack Jordan: I'm gonna turn myself in.
Marianne Jordan: What? Why would you do that, Jack?
Jack Jordan: It's my duty.
Marianne Jordan: Your duty's to your family.
Jack Jordan: My duty's to God.
Benny Dalmau: What would you do if I kissed ya?
Gina Cardinale: You're out of your mind Benny. You should take more drugs.
Ernesto Che Guevara: Homeland or death.
Vincent: I'm tired of tossing salad, if you know what I mean.
Vincent: You don't know where you are, you don't know who I am, and you're cuffed to my bathroom pipe. Honey, don't do me like that.
Vincent: Do you know the best way to make a dream come true? Do you? It's to wake up.
Emily: Where are we going?
Vincent: Knotty Pines.
Emily: What do ya gotta go to Knotty Pines for?
Vincent: So I can meet my man, and tell him "Hey Greg! It's so nice to see you! I just got robbed for $200,000! I enjoyed it!" "Whaaat by who?" "Her uncle!" "Who?" "Her uncle?" I mean, is this science fiction or what?
Stick: She's got some ass, huh?
Vincent: Your mother's got some ass.
Vincent: I once stole a Ferrari with a Chihuahua in the back. He made less noise than you do.
Vincent: I've known this girl for two days, are you tellin' me I care more about her than you? You son of a bitch! You should've sold her when she was born for cashvalue Mr. Business Man.
Dr. Gonzo: You drive. You drive. I think there's something wrong with me.
Dr. Gonzo: As your attorney, I advise you to take a hit out of the little brown bottle in my shaving kit. You won't need much, just a tiny taste.
Dr. Gonzo: I hate to say this, but this place is getting to me. I think I'm getting the Fear.
Dr. Gonzo: We won't make the nut unless we have unlimited credit.
Raoul Duke: Jesus Christ, we will, man. You Samoans are all the same. You have no faith in the essential decency of the white man's culture.
Dr. Gonzo: Cows are gonna kill me. Bisexuals are gonna kill me. Let's get out of here. Where's the elevator?
Raoul Duke: No! Fuck! Don't go near the elevator, man, that's just what they want us to do. Trap us in a steel box, take us down to the basement. Come here. Don't run, man. They'd like any excuse to shoot us.
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