Ben Richards: Hey! Light Head! Hey, Christmas Tree!
Damon Killian: Hi, cutie-pie. You know, one of us is in deep trouble. You know who I am?
Ben Richards: I've seen you before. You're the asshole on TV.
Damon Killian: That's funny. I was gonna say the same thing about you.
Dynamo: Thought it was pretty funny out there in the zone. What's the matter now, bitch? Why aren't you laughing?
Amber: Because there's nothing funny about a dickless moron with a battery up his ass.
[Footage of what really happened at Bakersfield has just been shown to the audience and home viewers.]
Damon Killian: Ladies and gentlemen, if you'll please bear with us. We are experiencing technical difficulties.
Agnes: Bullshit.
Laughlin: Who the hell is this?
Ben Richards: She's the one who turned me in at the airport. Guess this is her reward.
Amber: Oh, go ahead. Make jokes. It's all your fault I'm here. They think I'm helping you out. They even think I'm your girlfriend.
Ben Richards: I can straighten that out. You see that camera up there? I'll strangle you in front of the whole audience.
Amber: Me and my big mouth. We should have taken the trip to Hawaii.
Ben Richards: I had the shirt for it but you fucked it up.
Mick: Begin satellite coding sequence. Load uplink code into transponder grid. Shunt power to main circuits. Mr. Spock, you have the conn.
Tech: Who's Mr. Spock?
Agnes: Okay. I think the next kill will be made by...Ben Richards!
Killian: Hold it, hold it. Agnes, Richards is a runner. You gotta pick a stalker!
Agnes: I can pick anyone I choose. And I choose...Ben Richards. That boy's one mean mother fucker.
Damon Killian: Drop dead!
Ben Richards: I don't do requests.
Ben Richards: Damn that Killian!
Amber Mendez: What's wrong? You should be happy! We're officially dead, we can go anywhere, do anything.
Ben Richards: No! Don't you understand yet? They'll never let us out of here alive, they can't afford it! They'll get the police, the army, and hunt us down like dogs! Off camera, of course.
Ben Richards: I'm not into politics, I'm into survival.
Richards: No. I won't kill a helpless human being. Not even sadistic scum...like you.
Ben Richards: Killian. I'll be back.
Damon Killian: Only in a rerun.
Ben Richards: Guns? You don't need guns to jam a satellite!
Mic: I do, to keep it. The minute I steal the signal the network will try to shunt the next one in orbit. Stevie's group is going inside to stop them now.
Ben Richards: These kids? That's a bad move, Mic! They need a leader, they need someone with experience!
Mic: I thought you were looking for the door.
Ben Richards: I told Killian I'd be back. I wouldn't want to be a liar.
Ben Richards: Laughlin, break's over! Come on, let's get going!
William Laughlin: I'm going somewhere, but not with you. Buzzsaw took care of my traveling arrangements.
Ben Richards: My God.
William Laughlin: Weiss?
Amber Mendez: He's dead. But he gave me the code. The satellite uplink code.
William Laughlin: The underground has a broadcast center in Quadrant Four. Take her, take her and the code to Mic. Don't let us die for nothing. Listen, we're counting on you. Don't let us down. I don't want to be the only asshole in Heaven, Ben.
Ben Richards: Hey Killian! Here is Subzero. Now, plain zero!
Answer: When Ben is walking to the apartment door, he has a huge case with him which is big enough to hold clothes and even shaving equipment. Ben entered the door code into the keypad which unlocked the door so the code was never changed.