Anita Miller: All the kids make fun of him. They call him the Narc behind his back. Elaine Miller: What's a narc? Anita Miller: It's a narcotics officer. Elaine Miller: Well, what's wrong with THAT?
Anita Miller: It's unfair that we can't listen to our music! Elaine Miller: That's because it's music about drugs and promiscuous sex. Anita Miller: Simon and Garfunkel is poetry! Elaine Miller: Yes it's poetry. It's poetry of drugs and promiscuous s...
Russell Hammond: [high on acid; laughingly, to Dick] Look at him, he's taking notes with his eyes. [Violently grabs William and shouts to his face] Russell Hammond: How do we know you're not a cop, huh? The enemy! Stop fucking looking at me! Dick Ros...
Lester Bangs: Music, you now, true music - not just rock n roll - it chooses you. It live in your car, or alone listening to your headphones, you know, with the cast scenic bridges and angelic choirs in your brain. It's a place apart from the vast, b...
Jeff Bebe: We have got to control what's happening! There's a responsibility here. Russell Hammond: Excuse me, but didn't we all get into this to avoid responsibility?
Elaine Miller: [teaching] In Carl Jung's opinion, we all have a sixth sense - intuition. When you meet someone and you suddenly feel like you can't live without them. This could be the memory of a past love from the collective unconscious. Or it coul...
Beth from Denver: Don't worry William, I've seen the future and this all works out reasonably well. William Miller: Reasonably well?
William Miller: [on the phone with Dick, talking about Russell] Dick, I got him. He's okay. He is on acid, though. [pause] William Miller: I can't really tell. How do you know when it's kicked in? [Cut to Russell standing on the roof, screaming "I am...
Jeff Bebe: It's like you saying you like "Fever Dog" - *That* is the fucking buzz!
William Miller: [to Penny, who is on the toilet] I thought maybe we could hang out, you know, do some stuff back home like... like regular stuff, get to know each other a little bit better, and *then* I'd see you pee.
Penny Lane: Look - you should be happy for me. You don't know what he says to me in private. Maybe it is love - as much as it can be...
Lester Bangs: You CANNOT make friends with the rock stars. That's what's important. If you're a rock journalist - first, you will never get paid much. But you will get free records from the record company. And they'll buy you drinks, you'll meet girl...
Jeff Bebe: I can't say anymore with the writer here. Russell Hammond: No, no, no. You can trust him, you can say whatever you want. Jeff Bebe: I work just as hard or harder than anybody on that stage. You know what I do? I connect. I get people off. ...
Russell Hammond: I never said I was a golden god... or did I?
Russell Hammond: I'm telling secrets to the one guy you don't tell secrets to.
Sapphire: Can you believe these new girls? None of them use birth control and they eat all the steak!
Polexia Aphrodisia: Do you have any pot? William Miller: No. I'm a *journalist*. Polexia Aphrodisia: Well, go do your job then. You're on the road, man. It's all happening! Get in there. Go talk to 'em!
Ben Fong-Torres: You're not there to party. We've already got *one* Hunter Thompson.
