Be led by your talent, not by your self-loathing; those other things you just have to manage.
My Booky WookRaoul Duke: Finish the fucking story man! What happened? What about the glands?
Fear and Loathing in Las VegasRaoul Duke: [to Dr. Gonzo] PLEASE! Tell me about the fucking golf shoes!
Fear and Loathing in Las VegasRaoul Duke: She's doing her Masters thesis on... well, Barbra Streisand.
Fear and Loathing in Las VegasDr. Gonzo: [to a Bazooko's Circus waitress] Did they pay you to screw that bear?
Fear and Loathing in Las VegasRaoul Duke: [after pulling his car up onto the sidewalk] Is this not a reasonable place to park?
Fear and Loathing in Las VegasThe waitress had the appearance of a very old hooker who had finally found her place in life
Fear and Loathing in Las VegasDr. Gonzo: Let's give the boy a lift. Raoul Duke: What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.
Fear and Loathing in Las VegasRaoul Duke: What kind of rat bastard psychotic would play that song right now, at this moment?
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas