Television Host: The feeling is definitely there. It's a new morning in America... fresh, vital. The old cynicism is gone. We have faith in our leaders. We're optimistic as to what becomes of it all. It really boils down to our ability to accept. We don't need pessimism. There are no limits.
Frank: The steel mills were laying people off left and right. They finally went under. We gave the steel companies a break when they needed it. You know what they gave themselves? Raises.
Nada: Wooo. It's like a drug. Wearing these glasses gets you high, but you come down hard.
Rich Lady: [38:40]
[into her wristwatch]
Rich Lady: I've got one that can see!
Frank: We can't be the only ones who can see, we've got to find the people who made these.
Nada: Yeah, if any of them are still alive.
Nada: [seeing politician on TV for the first time] Ha, figures it'd be something like this.
Nada: [to Frank] You ain't the first son of a bitch to wake up out of their dream.
Bearded Man: The poor and the underclass are growing. Racial justice and human rights are non-existent. They have created a repressive society and we are their unwitting accomplices.
Frank: So how you gonna make it?
Nada: I deliver a hard day's work for my money. I just want the chance. It'll come. I believe in America. I follow the rules. Everybody's got their own hard times these days.
Written on wall: They live. We sleep.
Gilbert: The world needs a wake up call, gentlemen. We're gonna phone it in.
Nada: And who are you, little fella? Come to show 'em where I am, huh? Not nice!
Writing on Money: This is your God.
Female Interviewer: Last place of employment?
Nada: Denver, Colorado. I worked there for ten years and things just seemed to dry up. They lost fourteen banks in one week. So, well...
Female Interviewer: There's nothing available for you right now.
Street Preacher: This world may have blinded me, but the Lord has let me see.
Bearded Man: We could be pets, we could be food, but all we really are is livestock.
Nada: Now look, uh, things turned out a little sour for me today.
Holly: You're not the only one.
Nada: Yeah, well, I'm sorry. But I needed you to get away.
Holly: No, you have two guns. You're not sorry. You're in charge.
Nada: Don't wear them glasses too long. Starts to feel like a knife turnin' in your skull.
Frank: [picks up Nada] Man, I told you, I don't want to be in-VOLVED!
[punches Nada back to the ground]
Nada: I don't like this one bit. Not one bit.
