Why do we need to wait until somebody sells 10 million records to give people a show like that? What about us smaller, hungry folk? At least gimme a curtain!
I don't think I do look like an A-Lister. I'm more interested in being comfortable in my own skin than trying to be somebody I'm not. Gimme jeans, an old T-shirt, cowboy boots and a baseball cap any day.
Lance: [handing Vincent the needle] Here, I'll tell you what to do. Vincent: No no no no man, man I ain't giving her... You... you, you're gonna give her the shot... Lance: No, you're gonna give her the shot... Vincent: I ain't givin' her the shot... Lance: Well, I ain't givin' her the shot!
Vincent: I never done this before! Lance: Yeah, I ain't ever done it before either, alright? I ain't starting now! Look, you brought her here, and that means that you're giving her the shot. The day that I bring an OD-ing bitch over to your house, then I give her the shot. Give her the shot. Vincent: [taking the needle] Give it to me.
Jody: [handing him the marker] Here. Vincent: [Taking the marker] Gimme that.
Red Six: I got a problem here. My converter's running wild.
Biggs: Eject!
Red Six: I can hold it. Gimme more room to run.
Biggs: You're too low. Pull up!
Red Six: No, I'm all right...
[death scream]
Red Six: [Porkins' fighter explodes from a turbolaser
crossfire]
Rose: [seeing her standing alone on the highest railing of bow] Hello Jack. I changed my mind.
Jack: [stands onto the same railing she's on, hugs her waist] Shhh. Gimme your hand. Now close your eyes, go on. Now step up. Now hold on to the railing. Keep your eyes closed, don't peek.
Jack: Step up on the railing. Hold on, hold on.
Keep your eyes closed. Do you trust me?
Rose: I trust you.
Jack: [Jack opens Rose's arms]
Jack: All right. Open your eyes.
Rose: [gasps in excitement] I'm flying, Jack!
Rose: [gasps in amazement] I'm flying, Jack!
Jack: [Jack starts singing softly into her
ear] Come, Josephine, in my flying machine, going up, she goes up, up she goes.
[they kiss]