Eating Raoul

Paul:
It's amazing what you can do with a cheap piece of meat if you know how to treat it.

Customer:
Really? Stomach cramps? But it's such a good buy.

Paul:
Well, so is lighter fluid at three ninety-five a pint but I wouldn't serve it to my dinner guests.

Paul:
A hundred-and-seventy-five-dollar-a-month rent increase! How are we going to pay that?

Mary:
Don't worry. We can live on your insta-cash card for a month or so.

Paul:
Don't you remember? It was canceled for non-payment.

Paul:
Mary, I just killed a man.

Mary:
He was a man. Now he's just a bag of garbage.

Mary:
At the store, can you buy a new frying pan? I'm a little squeamish about using the one we use to kill people.

Paul:
Why don't you go to bed, honey? I'll bag the Nazi and straighten up.

Mary:
Why should we give up any of that money? We had to kill two people to get it!

Mary:
...One of them shortchanged us.

Mary:
[Talking about how to fund their restaurant] I was thinking about going to the bank and getting a loan.

Paul:
No bank is gonna loan us any $20,000.

Mary:
No, I know that. But a bank might loan us $10,000, and then we could sell some of your wine collection.

Paul:
Sell some of my wine collection?

Opening Narration:
Hollywood, California: city of contrast. Home to the rich and powerful... yet so popular with the broken and destitute.

Opening Narration:
A center of casual violence and capricious harassment where rampant vice and amorality permeate every stratum of society, and the barrier between food and sex has totally dissolved.