- Eloise: Has a woman ever died in my room?
- Ms Collins: This is London. Someone has died in every room in every building and on every street corner in the city.
- Eloise: I know what you did.
- Silver Haired Gentleman: I've done a lot of things, Eloise. You're gonna have to be more specific, luv.
- Sandie: [singing] When you're alone and life is making you lonely, You can always go, Downtown, When you've got troubles, all the noise and the hurry, Seems to help, I know, Downtown, Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city, Linger on the sidewalks where the neon signs are pretty, How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there, You can forget all your troubles, Forget all your cares, So go downtown, Things will be great when you're, Downtown, No finer place, for sure, Downtown, Everyone's waiting for you...
- Silver Haired Gentleman: When you see Alex in whatever little hell she's currently in, you tell her I said hello.
- Eloise: Do you believe in spirits?
- Carol: What kind of a question is that? That brown stuff pays your wages.
- Eloise: I mean... do you believe in ghosts?
- Carol: Ghosts? No. Why? Are you scared down here? If this place is haunted by anything, it's the good times. When it's empty, all I hear is the laughs. Every gangster, every copper, every red-faced lush has been in here, and all those high spirits have soaked into the walls. You could probably get drunk on just that.
- Eloise: Yeah...
- Carol: [realizing what Eloise is getting at] Ellie, I love you, girl. You fit right in. But you can't sleep here.
- Eloise: I hear you were quite the ladies' man.
- Silver Haired Gentleman: "Were?" How dare you. Still am. You never lose it.
- Silver Haired Gentleman: I knew all the girls. I like to think I looked after 'em. Had to keep them in order, too, mind. Keep 'em in line. Sandie, she was special, though. She didn't belong. I thought she was too good for it. But, you know, at the end of the day, you all look the same on a slab.
- Ms Collins: Being a whore is a bit like being an actress, I suppose. You have to pretend you're someone else. Someone that's not you.
- Drunk Student: Excuse me, miss. My dick just died. Can I bury it in your arse?
- Jocasta: Oh, absolutely not.
- Jocasta: She literally made the outfit she's wearing. How amazing. All of us turn up in our Sunday best, and she's here rocking her own design. I'm thinking we should call her Brass Balls Ellie.
- Jocasta: [lighting a cigarette] I tried vaping. I just think it makes you look like so much more of a cunt.
- Ms Collins: You're not in any trouble, are you?
- Eloise: No. No, I just need, uh, an escape.
- Ms Collins: Oh, don't we all, dearie.
- Eloise: If I could live any place and any time, I'd live here in London in the '60s. It must have felt like the center of the universe.
- Café de Paris Bartender: Being here with all these lights shining on you, it's the closest most people ever get to being onstage. You know, to their dreams.
- Sandie: Not me.
- Café de Paris Bartender: Not you. I can see you want it.
- Sandie: More than anything.
- Café de Paris Bartender: Well, this is just a taste of things to come, Sandie.
- Eloise: When I see someone in it - when I imagine it, she's wearing the dress. The dress isn't wearing her.
- Eloise: How do you know my name?
- Silver Haired Gentleman: I make it my business to know all the pretty girls around here. All their problems. Always have done.
- Ms Collins: Look at that. You've changed your hair.
- Eloise: Yeah. I wanted to go for something different - you know, a bit of '60s.
- Ms Collins: You play a lot of that music, don't you?
- Eloise: Is it too loud?
- Ms Collins: Not at all, but what's that about? It's more my time than yours.
- Eloise: My gran plays it a lot. Guess I just like the old songs better than the stuff today.
- Ms Collins: Music was better, yeah.
- Silver Haired Gentleman: And here she is. You know your siren song is playing? I just put this on the jukebox, and lo and behold, you appear. Carol was worried about you. Thought you'd gone missing. I told her no one ever really disappears. They're always around somewhere.
- Eloise: I'm right here.
- Jocasta: Ooh. This is rather retro. The hickey. Very daring. So, what did you get up to last night in Soho? Out with some guy - or - or girl. No judgments here. Live your best life, you know. You should get some arnica on that, babes.
- Silver Haired Gentleman: [singing] My Eloise-a, I'd love to please her, I'd love to care, But she's not there
- [speaking]
- Silver Haired Gentleman: Do I scare you?