Frank Booth: Suave! Goddamn you're one suave fucker!
Frank Booth: Don't toast to my health, toast to my fuck!
Jeffrey Beaumont: It's a strange world.
Dorothy Vallens: What's your name?
Jeffrey Beaumont: Jeffrey
Dorothy Vallens: Jeffrey what?
Jeffrey Beaumont: Jeffrey Nothing.
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.
[peering into bag that Jeffrey brought]
Detective Williams: That's a human ear all right.
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]
Dorothy Vallens: I love you, love me!
Raymond: Do you want me to pour it Frank?
Frank Booth: No I want you to fuck it. Shit, yes, pour the fuckin' beer!
Jeffrey Beaumont: Why are there people like Frank?
Jeffrey Beaumont: Man I like Heineken! You like Heineken?
Sandy Williams: Uh- Well, I've never really had a Heineken before.
Jeffrey Beaumont: You never had a Heineken before?
Sandy Williams: My dad drinks Bud.
Jeffrey Beaumont: King of beers.
[describing Frank to Detective Williams]
Jeffrey Beaumont: Frank... is a very sick and dangerous man.
Paul: We may all be killed.
Jeffrey Beaumont: You're a neat girl.
Sandy Williams: So are you... I mean, you're a neat guy.
[looking at Jeffrey]
Frank Booth: You're like me.
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, fuck it! Let's go!
Dorothy Vallens: He put his disease in me.
Sandy Williams: Where's my dream?
