When I first went to Las Vegas, I thought I would never go to Las Vegas; you can't get anything. But then I realized that they were trucking in almost everything; you could get a lot of your product, and I think that's why a lot of chefs actually wen...
Raoul Duke: Total control now. Tooling along the main drag on a Saturday night in Vegas. Two good old boys in a fire-apple red convertible. Stoned. Ripped. Twisted. Good people.
Raoul Duke: Shit, he's killing himself!
Raoul Duke: You're not Portuguese, man!
Ben Sanderson: Look at me... I'm a prickly pear.
Sera: I know a cool place in the desert.
Ben Sanderson: Sarah, with an "H"? Sera: With an "E". S-E-R-A. Sera.
Raoul Duke: Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Has it been five years? Six? It seems like a lifetime, the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Bu...
Raoul Duke: Panic. It crept up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy. All these horrible realities began to dawn on me. There I was. Alone in Las Vegas, completely twisted on drugs, no cash, no story for the magazine, and on top of every...
Kill the body and the head will die.
Ana was a perpetual victim in a never-ending search for a victimizer.
Raoul Duke: Quick, like a bunny.
Raoul Duke: Come on you fiend!
Raoul Duke: Fuck 'im... I'm gonna miss 'im.
Too weird to live, too rare to die!
Dr. Gonzo: We know what you're up to man.
Raoul Duke: Fuck, you've gone completely sideways, man.
Raoul Duke: I've never missed a plane yet.
Raoul Duke: Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?
Sera: Included with the rent 'round here is a complimentary blow-job.
Sera: Is drinking a way of killing yourself? Ben Sanderson: Or, is killing myself a way of drinking?
