[John parachutes into a junkyard.] John: Where is this?
Little girl: Earth. Welcome.
Robert: John, I don't believe you stabbed me with this cheap
piece of mail-order shit!
Tony Two Toes: Those dirty commies! Mikey: They're not commies
any more. They're a federation of independent liberated
states. Tony Two Toes: Don't make me hurt you, Mikey.
Donahue: We're way beyond bullshit here.
Sal: You think I could hit that guy from here? Johnny C:
Give it a rest, Sal. You couldn't hit the fuckin' floor
if you fell on it.
Robert Deguerin: You wanna impress me, slick? Do your fucking
job!
Priest: The police have returned to the saftey of their
doughnut shops.
John: His Colombian associates wanted to introduce him to
God personally.
Robert Deguerin: You know, some people take things for granted,
like the ability to eat solid food.
Robert Deguerin: Gentlemen, keep your eyes open and your
assholes puckered.
Robert Deguerin: I want this town locked up so tight, it'll
make his balls ache.
