I Dream Too Much

Jonathan 'Johnny' Street:
We used to eat, we used to drink; whatever happened to the illicit drugs we used to do?

Annette Monard:
Don't you think you could stand me? Just for a little while? Just so I could get away from here? I would cook for you and make your bed, and I would try to put on a little fat.

Jonathan 'Johnny' Street:
No. It's impossible. I'd treat you very badly. You'd interfere with my work and I couldn't have that. I'd probably beat you!

Annette Monard:
Of course! But I wouldn't care!

Roger Briggs:
I'm a waiter now. It's a shocking profession. One learns how dangerous eating really is. Now you take that caviar for instance - that's probably teeming with ptomaine.

Roger Briggs:
Yes, she died in my arms. Oh, it was beautiful... Have you ever had a seal die in your arms?

Jonathan 'Johnny' Street:
No, I never did.

Roger Briggs:
Oh, well, you take my advice - if ever you get a seal, and it looks like dying, you have it to die in your arms... Just beautiful...