Raoul Duke: My attorney had never been able to accept the notion, often espoused by former drug abusers, that you can get a lot higher without drugs than with them, and neither have I for that matter.
Raoul Duke: La llama es un quadrupedo.
Raoul Duke: Our vibrations were getting nasty. But why? Was there no communication in this car? Had we deteriorated to the level of dumb beasts?
Raoul Duke: A drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. But no-one should be asked to handle this trip.
Raoul Duke: What kind of rat bastard psychotic would play that song right now, at this moment?
Raoul Duke: That bastard isn't gonna get away with this. I mean, what is going on in this country when a scumsucker like that can get away with sandbagging a doctor of journalism? Can you tell me that?
Raoul Duke: The possibility of physical and mental collapse is now very real. No sympathy for the Devil, keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride.
Raoul Duke: Panic. It crept up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy. All these horrible realities began to dawn on me. There I was. Alone in Las Vegas, completely twisted on drugs, no cash, no story for the magazine, and on top of everything else, a gigantic god damned hotel bill to deal with. How would Horatio Alger handle this situation? Stay calm. Stay calm.
Rochester: I shall never forgive you for teaching me how to love life.
Molly Luscombe: My lord, Alice Twoumy has sent word. Her child is sick and she shan't come.
Rochester: What was to be her role?
Molly Luscombe: She was playing "Little Clitoris."
Rochester: Of course. Alcock! This is your moment. You will stand in for her.
Alcock: No, my lord.
Rochester: I beg your pardon?
Alcock: I'm Alcock. "Little Clitoris" is beyond my range.
Rochester: Well freeze my piss if the royal finger ain't beckoning me. How exciting.
Elizabeth Malet: You abducted me in a coach like this when I was still a virgin heiress.
Rochester: And did you like abduction?
Elizabeth Malet: Passionately.
Rochester: But life is not a succession of urgent "nows." It's a listless trickle of "why should I's."
Rochester: What is your name?
Alcock: Alcock.
George Etherege: Like master, like servant.
Rochester: When I wake in the country, I dream of being in London. When I get here, it's full of people like you.
King Charles II: I handed you a chance to show your shining talent and what do you give me in return? A pornographic representation of a royal court where the men only deal in buggery and the women's sole object of interest is the dildo.
Rochester: A monument to your reign.
Rochester: I don't mean to upset people, but I must speak my mind. For what's in my mind is far more interesting than what's outside my mind.
Alcock: Makes you impossible to live with, though. You see?
Rochester: Did I once praise you for your blunt manner?
Alcock: It was your reason for employing me.
Rochester: It could as easy be your grounds for dismissal.
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