Jeffrey Beaumont: You're a neat girl. Sandy Williams: So are you... I mean, you're a neat guy.
[peering into bag that Jeffrey brought] Detective Williams: That's a human ear all right.
Dorothy Vallens: I love you, love me!
Jeffrey Beaumont: Why are there people like Frank?
Frank Booth: Let's hit the fuckin' road! We're giving our neighbor a joyride! Let's get on with it! Bye, Ben. Anyone want to go on a joyride with us? How about you, huh? [to Dorothy] Frank Booth: Hey, what's this? No smile for Frank? No? All right, f...
Jeffrey Beaumont: I'm seeing something that was always hidden. I'm in the middle of a mystery and it's all secret. Sandy Williams: You like mysteries that much? Jeffrey Beaumont: Yeah. You're a mystery. I like you very much.
Ben: To your health. Frank Booth: Ah, shit, let's drink to something else. Let's drink to fucking. Yeah, say, "Here's to your fuck, Frank." Ben: If you like, Frank. Here's to your fuck.
Dorothy Vallens: What's your name? Jeffrey Beaumont: Jeffrey Dorothy Vallens: Jeffrey what? Jeffrey Beaumont: Jeffrey Nothing.
Paul: You ever been to pussy heaven? Jeffrey Beaumont: [nervous tone] No. Frank Booth: What did he say? Paul: [sarcastic tone] He said, "Uh, no." Raymond: Nope. Never been to pussy heaven. [All laugh]
Raymond: He's a pussy, Frank! Frank Booth: Yeah, but he's our pussy. [Looks at Dorothy] Frank Booth: Ain't that right, tits?
Frank Booth: I can hear your fucking radio you stupid shit!
Frank Booth: What are you looking at? Jeffrey Beaumont: Nothing. Frank Booth: Don't you look at me, fuck! [whispering] Frank Booth: I shoot when I see the whites of the eyes.
[looking at Jeffrey] Frank Booth: You're like me.
[describing Frank to Detective Williams] Jeffrey Beaumont: Frank... is a very sick and dangerous man.
Frank Booth: Hey, neighbor! You shit-for-brains, man! You forgot I have a police radio! One well-dressed fuckin' man knows where your fuckin' cute little butt's hidin'! Stupid fuck! Fuck with me, man! Here I come, ready or not! You fuck! I can hear y...
Dorothy Vallens: I have your disease in me now.
Jeffrey Beaumont: It's a strange world.
[Jeffrey comes to the breakfast table with a badly bruised face] Jeffrey Beaumont: I don't want to talk about it. Mrs. Beaumont: But... Jeffrey Beaumont: Everything is okay, I just don't want to talk about it. Aunt Barbara: But sometimes it's good to...
