Mark Cohen: You know, there are times when we're dirt broke, hungry and freezing and I ask myself "why the hell am I still living here?" and then they call, and I remember.
Mr. Marks: Do I smell the revolting stench of self-esteem?
Cousin Bo: Some people fear the Lord. I fear women.
Kitty Kane: What really happened between you and Roe?
Cousin Bo: Roe... was my first love. I traced her name in cow shit. She was my first, my last, my everything.
Kitty Kane: Was it um... true? I mean that, you had...?
Cousin Bo: What?
Kitty Kane: Um... trouble?
Cousin Bo: Only with Roe. With other chicks, I'm Barry White. I go to the meat market.
Marienne Hotchkiss: Dance is a very powerful drug Mr. Keane. If embraced judiciously, it can exorcise demons, access deep seated emotions and color your life in joyous shades of brilliant magenta that you never knew existed. But, one must shoulder its challenges with intrepid countenance if one is ever to reap its rewards.
Pepe the Prawn: Those of you who have Dark Side of the Moon, press play now.