Max: Like a vampire... sucking me dry. (00:06:50)
Byron Gruman: God, if I'd been driving, she's.
Elvis: She might be alive? Or you might be dead. Maybe both of you would have perished.
Byron Gruman: How could something so perfect be taken away from me?
Elvis: I've searched a lifetime for an answer to that question. All I know is, you have to forgive yourself, your woman, god... and have faith that the next love you'll have won't cause you so much pain.
Kit: Come to daddy, boys.
Jackson Baring: You do make a better impression with your clothes off.
Mr. White: We bow, right? In unison, and we're off the stage before the applause dies out.
Jimmy: Well, what if they want an encore?
Mr. White: You unplug and you run, run offstage! Smiling, smiling, of course.
