Photographer #1: Whose crazy idea was it to bury him in the cape?
Photographer #2: I heard it was in the will. It was how he wanted to be remembered.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Dolores, I have 5 days to finish this picture. Don't get goofy on me.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Do you know that I've even had producers re-cut my movies?
Orson Welles: I hate when that happens.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: And they always want to cast their buddies. It doesn't even matter if they're right for the part.
Orson Welles: Tell me about it. I'm supposed to do a thriller for Universal. They want Charlton Heston as a Mexican.
Georgie Weiss: Why would Lugosi wanna do a sex-change flick?
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Because he's my friend.
Kathy O'Hara: Eddie's the only fella in town who doesn't pass judgment on people.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: That's right. If I did, I wouldn't have any friends.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Say, let's get married.
Kathy O'Hara: Huh?
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Right now. Let's go to Vegas.
Kathy O'Hara: But, Eddie, it's pouring and the car top is stuck.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Phooey. It's only a five hour drive and it'll probably stop by the time we get to the desert. Heck, it'll probably stop by the time we get around the corner. Let's go.