Sarah: People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the Land of the Dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can not rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
Funboy: Jesus Christ!
Eric Draven: Jesus Christ? Stop me if you heard this one. Jesus Christ walks into a hotel. [Fun Boy shoots him.] He hands the innkeeper three nails, and he asks... [Fun Boy shoots him again.]
Funboy: Don't you ever fucking die?
Eric Draven: Can you put me up for the night?