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Baby: You and I are a team, Doc.
Doc: Don't feed me any more lines from Monsters Inc. It pisses me off.

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Griff: If you don't see me again, it's because I'm dead.

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Eddie: [complaining about his mask] I said Michael Myers!
JD: This *is* Mike Myers.
Bats: It should be the "Halloween" mask.
JD: This is a Halloween mask!
Bats: No, the killer dude from "Halloween".
JD: Oh, you mean Jason.

Eddie, Bats: No!

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Bats: This one, they say that listens to the music all the time?
Griff: I mean, is he retarded?
Doc: 'Retarded' means slow. Was he slow?
Griff: No.
Doc: He had an accident when he was a kid. Still has a hum in the drum. Plays music to drown it out. And that's what makes him the best.


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Doc: [Referring to Baby] That's my baby.
Bats: Fuck your baby.

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Bats: The moment you catch feelings is the moment you catch a bullet.

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Bats: He's a looney. Just like his tunes.

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Deborah: [Last Lines] Hey Baby, you know it's funny. Even though I heard it so many times in the court case, I still can't get used to the fact that your real name is Miles. It's a cool name though. I can think of a lot of great Miles songs. But we still have to get through all those Baby songs first. I can't wait until the day when it's just us, music and the road. See you later

Baby. All my love, Debora.

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Baby: Your tattoo says 'hat'?
JD: Yeah, it used to say 'hate'. But to increase my chances of employment I had the E removed.
Baby: How's that working out for you?
JD: Who doesn't like hats?

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Doc: Bananas

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Buddy: Is she a good girl? You love her?
Baby: Yes, I do.
Buddy: That's too bad.

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Deborah: [Baby is sitting at a table in a diner when Debora, a waitress, notices him]
Deborah: So are you starting your day or did you just get off?
Baby: They call; I go. You know?
[Instantly, Baby's phone buzzes on the table which he catches without looking]
Deborah: So what is it you do?

Baby: I'm a driver.
Deborah: Oh, like a chauffeur? Anyone I'd know?
Baby: I hope not.
Deborah: What is your name?
Baby: Baby.
Deborah: Your name's Baby? B-A-B-Y Baby?

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Baby: Fuck you, Buddy.

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Bats: You rob to support a drug habit, I do drugs to support a robbery habit.

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Deborah: Sometimes all I want is to head West on 20 in a car I can't afford, with a plan I don't have, just me, my music, and the road.

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Buddy: Bats, you are fucking crazy.
Bats: When your folks name you Bats, you're gonna end up crazy.
Buddy: I don't doubt that you're crazy, but your real name is not Bats.
Bats: So says you.
Darling: You think my real name's Darling?
Buddy: Yeah, or Buddy? No,

they're nicknames. Code names. Monikers.
Bats: So what's your real name, Darling?
Darling: Monica.

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Deborah: So when was the last time you hit the road just for fun?
Baby: Yesterday.
Deborah: I'm jealous. Sometimes all I want to do is head west on 20 in a car I can't afford with a plan I don't have - just me, my music, and the road.
Baby: I'd like that, too.

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Baby: One more job and I'm done.
Doc: "One more job" and we're straight. Now I don't think I need to give you the speech about what would happen if you say no, how I could break your legs and kill everyone you love because you already know that, don't you?
Baby: Yeah.

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Nice Lady Teller: That your boy?
Baby: Sure. Yeah, he sure is.
Nice Lady Teller: How old is he?
Baby: Four.
Samm: Eight.
Baby: They grow up so freakin' fast, don't they?

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Bats: [blowing a place up] Tequila.