Elvis: I was goin' down for the last count. And I knew it.
Elvis: Get old, you can't even cuss someone and have it bother 'em. Everything you do is either worthless or sadly amusing.
Elvis: Oh yeah, that's something to worry about all right.
JFK: Listen here. Listen. I know you're Elvis. There was a rumor, you know, that you hated me. But I thought about that. If you hated me, you could've finished me off the other night.
Elvis: Is there finally and really anything to life other than food, shit and sex?
Elvis: Even a big bitch cockroach like you should know... never, but never, fuck with the King.
Elvis: Damn straight, he comes in here tonight, I don't want him slapping his lips on my asshole.
Chosen answer: There's no significance I can find anywhere for the number "AZN-700" - it's just a fake plate they used twice due to the limited budget, and its repeated use is a mistake.