Rolf: Listen, pal, you'd be rude, too, if you saw your girl tied up, and a man with an axe in one hand and a bloody mess in the other. And a corpse outside there on the beach.
[last lines]
Sydney: I guess I won't take up painting for a while.
Gigi: Adam, if we ever get married, the first thing I'll do is... get a divorce.
Gigi: If we have to get married, I'll hire you a businessman.
Adam Sorg: If we get married, I'll hire me a psychiatrist.
