Sex Machine: Now let's kill that fucking band.
[Seth rings the bell on the counter at the motel and old man comes out of the back.]
Old man: What the hell do you want?
Seth Gecko: What do you think I want, you mean old bastard? I want a fucking room.
Sex Machine: So, what's your name, darling?
Kate Fuller: Kate. What's yours?
Sex Machine: Sex Machine. Pleased to meet you.