[after sex] Robot: Earth women who experience sexual ecstasy with mechanical assistance always tend to feel guilty! Harry Canyon: Ah, kiss my ass! Hooker: I will for twenty bucks. Zeks: Look, man, if there's one thing I know, it's how to drive while I'm stoned. You know your perception is completely fucked so you just let your hands work the controls as if you were straight. Narrator: To defend: this is the pact. But when life loses its meaning and is taken for naught, then the pact is to avenge! Hanover Fiste: Hangin's too good for 'im. Burnin's too good for 'im. He should be torn into little bisty pieces and buried alive! Sternn: Relax Harry, I've got an angle. Den: There was no way I was gonna walk around this place with my dork hanging out! Den: Wow, nothing for 18 years and then twice in one day. Harry Canyon: This dame was going for broke. And I was giving her the stars and stripes forever. Ard: If you refuse, you die; she dies; everybody dies! Desk Sergeant: Before you go any further, pal, I gotta tell ya it's cash up front. A thousand bucks a day for a full investigation, another thou' if the assailant is caught. Do you understand? Harry Canyon: Yeah. Hey, here's a dollar. Thanks for nothin'. Desk Sergeant: Think you can do better?... Punk. Harry Canyon: The U.N. Building. What a joke! They turned it into low rent housing. It's a dump.
[first line] Narrator: A shadow shall fall over the universe, and evil will grow in its path, and death will come from the skies. Hanover Fiste: He's nothing but a low-down, double-dealing, backstabbing, larcenous perverted worm! Hanging's too good for him. Burning's too good for him! He should be torn into little bitsy pieces and buried alive! Stern: Take it easy Charlie. I've got an angle. Edsel: The first Earth chick we see in 10 years and he has to make a play for her.