Sally Potter: Are you a Stray Cat? Mike: No, I'm a roadie. Sally Potter: Roadie sounds like some sort of vagrant. What is that exactly? Mike:
It's like an army batman, only without the uniform. I make sure there's enough beer, chips and rubbers to go round. I supply the birds, the pills and the pot. And anything else that might be required to satisfy their lust...carnal, or otherwise.
Jim Maclaine: I remember you from New York. TV Interviewer: It was nice of you to remember. Jim Maclaine: I forgot to forget.