Repo Man

Lite:
Put your seatbelt on, boy. I don't ride with anybody 'less they wear their seatbelt. It's one of my rules.

Bud:
Tense situations, kid. You get into five or six of 'em a day, it don't mean sh*t anymore. I mean, I've seen men stabbed, didn't mean sh*t to me. I've seen guns, guns too, they don't mean sh*t. But that's when you gotta watch yourself.

Bud:
Okay. Have a nice day, Uh, night.

Bud:
Night, day, doesn't mean sh*t.

Bud:
Goddamn-dipshit-Rodriguez-gypsy-dildo-punks. I'll get your ass.

Duke:
The lights are growing dim Otto. I know a life of crime has led me to this sorry fate, and yet, I blame society. Society made me what I am.

Otto:
That's bullshit. You're a white suburban punk just like me.

Duke:
Yeah, but it still hurts.

Debbi:
Duke, let's go do some crimes.

Duke:
Yeah. Let's go get sushi and not pay.

Kevin:
There's f***in' room to move as a fry cook. I could be manager in two years. King. God.

Duke:
You say our names, we're going to have to kill all these people, Archie.

Miller:
A lot o' people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch o' unconnected incidents 'n things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice o' coincidence that lays on top o' everything. Give you an example; show you what I mean: suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either. It's all part of a cosmic unconciousness.

Otto:
You eat a lot of acid, Miller, back in the hippie days?

Miller:
I'll give you another instance: you know how everybody's into weirdness right now?...

J. Frank Parnell:
Ever been to Utah? Ra-di-a-tion. Yes, indeed. You hear the most outrageous lies about it. Half-baked goggle-box do-gooders telling everybody it's bad for you. Pernicious nonsense. Everybody could stand a hundred chest X-rays a year. They ought to have them, too. When they canceled the project it almost did me in. One day my mind was full to bursting. The next day - nothing. Swept away. But I'll show them. I had a lobotomy in the end.

Otto:
Lobotomy? Isn't that for loonies?

Parnell:
Not at all. Friend of mine had one. Designer of the neutron bomb. You ever hear of the neutron bomb? Destroys people - leaves buildings standing. Fits in a suitcase. It's so small, no one knows it's there until - BLAMMO. Eyes melt, skin explodes, everybody dead. So immoral, working on the thing can drive you mad. That's what happened to this friend of mine. So he had a lobotomy. Now he's well again.

Miller:
Find one in every car. You'll see.

Archie:
Awww. Dukie Wookie hurt his widdle hand.

Duke:
F*** you, Archie. Just for that you're not in the gang anymore.

Bud:
Credit is a sacred trust, it's what our free society is founded on. Do you think they give a damn about their bills in Russia? I said, do you think they give a damn about their bills in Russia?

Otto:
They don't pay bills in Russia, it's all free.

Bud:
All free? Free my ass. What are you, a f***in' commie? Huh?

Otto:
No, I ain't no commie.

Bud:
Well, you better not be. I don't want no commies in my car. No Christians either.

Bud:
A repo man spends his life getting into tense situations.

Miller:
The life of a repo man is always intense.

Bud:
Look at 'em, ordinary f***ing people, I hate 'em.

Miller:
The more you drive, the less intelligent you are.

Agent Rogersz:
It happens sometimes. People just explode. Natural causes.

Reverend Larry:
I DO want your money, because god wants your money.

Otto Maddox:
Couldn't enjoy it any more, Mom. Mm, mm, mmm.

Miller:
John Wayne was a fag.

Miller:
He was, too, you boys. I installed two-way mirrors in his pad in Brentwood, and he come to the door in a dress.

Leila:
What about our relationship?

Otto:
What?

Leila:
Our relationship!

Otto:
F*** that!

Leila:
You SHITHEAD! I'm glad I tortured you!

Bud:
It helps if you dress like a detective. Detective dress kinda square. If you look like a detective people are gonna think you're packing something.

Otto:
Are you?

Bud:
Am I what?

Otto:
Packing something?

Bud:
Only an a**hole gets killed for a car.

Otto:
You repo men, you're all out to f***in' lunch.

Bud:
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees.

J. Frank Parnell:
Oh... You don't wanna look in there.

Bud:
Wanna make ten bucks?

Otto:
F*** you, queer.

Leila:
I'd torture someone in a second if it was up to me.

Lagarto Rodriguez:
Hermanos Rodriguez do not approve of drugs.

Marlene:
Neither do I, but it's my birthday.

Napoleon:
Hey buddy, how you doing, huh? Hey, don't you remember me? I was in here yesterday. Listen, I think I left a book o' matches over in your office over there. You wanna go check it out for me, huh?

Lite:
I walk into someone's place of work, they sh*t scared. They know I'm not a cop, think I've come to kill 'em. And I would. I'll kill anybody who crosses me. Know what I mean?

Leila:
Charming friends you've got there, Otto.

Otto:
Thanks, I made 'em myself.

J. Frank Parnell:
Beautiful evening; you can almost see the stars...

Leila:
What if he's innocent?

Agent Rogersz:
No one is innocent.

Otto:
Some weird f***in' sh*t, eh, Bud?

English Dustbin Lady:
Hey. I know you. You're the one that run into my trash.

Oly:
Best god-damn car on the lot...

Otto:
What happened to your old lady?

Bud:
My old lady? Oh, sh*t, I forgot all about her. Well, she'll take the bus. She's a rock.

Oly:
Oh, yeah, you're f***in' A we ripped your car, a**hole. You want to know who told us where it was? Your god-damned brother.

Otto:
I ain't gonna be no repo man. No way.

Marlene:
It's too late.

Marlene:
You already are.

Bud:
Repo Man's got all night, every night.

J. Frank Parnell:
You ever feel as if your mind had started to erode?

Miner:
You gonna give me my car, or do I gotta go to your house and shove your dog's head down the toilet?

[Otto is eating out of a can labeled "Food - Meat Flavored"]

Mrs. Maddox:
Put it on a plate, son. You'll enjoy it more.

Otto Maddox [blankly]:
Couldn't enjoy it any more, Mom. Mm, mm, mmm.

[Duke hurts his hand trying to open the trunk of the Malibu.]

Archie:
Aw, Dukie Wookie hurt his wittle hand.

Duke:
F*** you, Archie! Just for that, you're not in the gang any more.

Archie:
I'm taking over now.

Debbie:
Oh, leave it!

Archie:
King Archie! The Invincible!

Duke:
Shut up, Archie!

Archie:
Hey Debbie! Watch this!

[Archie opens the trunk and is vaporized by the contents.]

J. Frank Parnell [blankly]:
Oh, my. What a shame.

Debbie:
Duke, let's go do those crimes!

Duke:
Yeah. Let's get sushi... and not pay!

[Duke has been shot in a botched holdup.]

Duke:
The lights are growing dim. I know a life of crime led me to this sorry fate... And yet, I blame society. Society made me what I am.

Otto Maddox:
Bullshit! You're a white suburban punk, just like me!

Duke:
But it still hurts!

Otto Maddox:
You're gonna be all right. [Duke groans pitifully] Maybe not.

[Miller is in the glowing car and gestures to Otto to come with him]

Leila:
What about our relationship?

Otto:
[after a pause] What?

Leila:
Our relationship!

Otto:
F*** that! [gets up and walks towards the car]

Leila:
[angrily] You SHITHEAD! I'm glad I tortured you!

Miller:
There ain't no difference between a flying saucer and a time machine. People get so hung up on specifics they miss out on seeing the whole thing. Take South America for example. [In] South America, thousands of people go missing every year. Nobody knows where they go, they just, like, disappear. But if you think about it for a minute, you realize something. There had to be a time when there was no people, right? Well where did all these people come from, huh? I'll tell you where. The future. And where did all these people disappear to? [Otto: The past?] That's right! And how did they get there? Flying saucers. Which are really..? Yeah, you got it, time machines. I think a lot about this kind of stuff.

J. Frank Parnell:
Ra-di-a-tion. Yes, indeed. You hear the most outrageous lies about it. Half-baked goggle-box do-gooders telling everybody it's bad for you. Pernicious nonsense! Everybody could stand a hundred chest X-rays a year! They oughta have 'em, too.

Otto Maddox:
[While watching the Circle Jerks grind out a slow, swinging version of the normally raucous "When the Sh*t Hits the Fan"] I can't believe I used to like these guys!