Alyssa Jones:
[upon seeing Randal] WHY did you have to bring him along?
Dante Hicks:
He insisted on coming. He said he wasn't going to miss what was probably going to be the social event of the season.
Randall Graves:
Hey, Finger Cuffs!
Alyssa Jones:
Go to hell, Graves.
Randall Graves:
[while flipping through Julie Dwyer's "death cards"] Got it. Got it. Want it. Need it. Got it.
[the keys to Dante's car and the Quick stop have accidentally ended up near Julie's crotch]
Dante Hicks:
Quick. Go down there and get them.
Randall Graves:
No way. I'm not reaching into that terminal vagina.
Mr. Dwyer:
[upon discovering Dante trying to retrieve the keys] Even in death you can't leave my poor Julie alone! I'll fucking kill you!
Mrs. Dwyer:
Oh, you sick, sick pervert.
Randall Graves:
Hey, Lady! We're not the ones who laid our daughter out in a bippy top!
[upon learning that Caitlin had told everyone about Sang except him]
Dante Hicks:
Damn Caitlin and her secrets.
[Caitlin and Alyssa once had a lesbian tryst]
Alyssa Jones:
Oh, Dante. You have no idea.
Dante Hicks:
If anyone ever asks, I wanna be laid out in a suit...
Randall Graves:
If anyone ever asks me I'm tellin' them you wanna be laid out in a belly blast!
[first lines]
Randall Graves:
You know what I can't wait to get ahold of? Those death cards they give out here. You ever see 'em?
Dante Hicks:
Would you lower your voice? People are mourning here.
Randall Graves:
Holy shit! There they are, come on.
Dante Hicks:
Fine. Just whatever you do, don't embarass me.
Randall Graves:
If you're not already embarassed by your own sad fucking existence, then I assure you, nothing I can ever do or say is going to make you blush.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
