Dorothy Vallens: What are you doing in my closet, Jeffrey Beaumont?
Raymond: He's a pussy, Frank!
Frank Booth: Yeah, but he's our pussy.
[Looks at Dorothy]
Frank Booth: Ain't that right, tits?
[last lines]
Dorothy Vallens: [singing] And I still can see Blue Velvet through my tears.
[first lines]
Radio announcer: It's a sunny, woodsy day in Lumberton, so get those chainsaws out. This is the mighty W.O.O.D., the musical voice of Lumberton. At the sound of the falling tree, it's 9:30. There's a whole lotta wood waitin' out there, so let's get goin'.
Nurse Cindy: Mr. Beaumont? Your son Jeffrey's here to see you.
Frank Booth: Get your fuckin' robe!
Dorothy Vallens: Do you like the way I feel?
Frank Booth: I can hear your fucking radio you stupid shit!
Frank Booth: Here's to Ben!
[Frank punches Jeffrey in the face]
Frank Booth: Say, "Here's to Ben."
Jeffrey Beaumont: [scared to death] Here's to Ben.
Frank Booth: Be polite!
Dorothy Vallens: Hold me. I'm falling! I'm falling! Hold me.
Frank Booth: Get ready to fuck! You fuckers fucker! You fucker!
Frank Booth: Who are you?
Jeffrey Beaumont: I'm... just a neighbor.
Frank Booth: What's your name, neighbor?
Jeffrey Beaumont: Jeffrey.
Dorothy Vallens: He's a good kid, Frank.
Frank Booth: [to Dorothy] Shut the fuck up!
Frank Booth: We got to go to Ben's, right?
Paul: Right, we've got to see Ben.
Frank Booth: Oh yeah, we got to, got to, got to, got to.
[repeated line]
Jeffrey Beaumont: Heineken.
Jeffrey Beaumont: [Looking at scene of staged multiple murder] . I'm going to let them find you on their own.
Jeffrey Beaumont: Do you see that house? I used to know a kid who lived there, he had the biggest tongue in the world.
Frank Booth: You've got about one second to live buddy!
Frank Booth: [Face twitches listening to people sing]
