Val Kilmer credited as playing...
Gay Perry
- Perry: My $2000 ceramic Vektor my mother got me as a special gift. You threw in the lake next to the car. What happens when they drag the lake? You think they'll find my pistol. Jesus. Look up "idiot" in the dictionary. You know what you'll find?
- Harry: A picture of me?
- Perry: No! The definition of the word idiot, which you fucking are!
- Perry: [talking over the phone] We gotta move her somewhere. You got gloves?
- Harry: [over the phone] Excuse me?
- Perry: Gloves. Do you have gloves? You have to move her. If it's a frame-up, some asshole's probably calling the cops on you right now. Do this: wrap up the body in a blanket, a sheet, anything.
- Harry: Okay, any particular kind of gloves?
- Perry: [sarcastically] Yes, fawn. Will you fucking hurry!
- Harry: Perry?
- Perry: Yeah?
- Harry: I peed on it.
- Perry: What? You peed on what?
- Harry: I peed on the corpse. Can they do, like, I.D. from that?
- Perry: I'm sorry, you peed on...?
- Harry: On the corpse. My question is...
- Perry: No, my question, I get to go first: Why in pluperfect hell would you pee on a corpse?
- Harry: I didn't intend to! It's not like I did it for kicks!
- Harry: Well what I'm doing for the guy who likes to bluff is I'm playing a little game called "Am I Bluffing?"
- [Loads one round into the revolver to play Russian Roulette]
- Harry: Where is she? Where the fuck is Harmony? You want to play hardball? I can do that.
- [Spins the chamber and points the gun]
- Harry: Where is the girl?
- [Shoots the guy in the head]
- Perry: [Stuttering at first] What did you just do?
- Harry: [Confused] I just put in one bullet, didn't I?
- Perry: You put a live round in that gun?
- Harry: Well yeah, there was like an 8% chance.
- Perry: Eight? Who taught you math!
- Harry: What is it out here with these women?
- Harmony: Oh please, Harry, they're no different from anywhere else.
- Harry: Yes, they are. These are damaged goods, every one of them, from way back. I'm telling you, you take a guy who sleeps with 100 women a year, go into his childhood - dollars to doughnuts, it's relatively unspectacular...
- Harry: [putting a cigarette in his mouth] ... Now, you take one of these... gals, who sleeps with 100 guys a year, and I *bet* you if you look in their childhood, there's something rotten in Denver.
- Harmony: Denmark.
- Harry: [closing his cigarette lighter] That too! But it's abandonment, it's abuse, it's, "My uncle put his ping-ping in my papa!"... and then they all come out here!
- Harry: [continuing] I mean, it's literally like someone took America by the East Coast and *shook* it, and all the normal girls managed to hang on.
- Harmony: OK, everyone who hates Harry raise your hand!
- [all the girls in the club raise their hands]
- Perry: See that? Obedient little bitches too.
- [girl screams "Fuck you!" and throws a glass, which he dodges]
- Perry: You don't get it, do you? This isn't "good cop, bad cop." This is fag and New Yorker. You're in a lot of trouble.
- Harry: She had something, that gal tonight, this quality. You know, like the girl from high school, the one that got away that - you know what I mean? - that haunts you still.
- Perry: Yeah, I had that.
- Harry: You did?
- Perry: Bobby Mills.
- Harry: Eugh. Hunh. Well, maybe you should try to get in touch with him. I got 5 bucks says you could still get him.
- Perry: Really? That's funny. I got a 10 says pass the pepper. I got two quarters sing harmony on "Moonlight in Vermont".
- Harry: What?
- Harry: Talking money.
- Harry: A talking monkey?
- Perry: A talking monkey, yeah, yeah. Came here from the future. Ugly sucker. Only says "ficus".
- Perry: [to the audience] Thanks for coming, please stay for the end credits, if you're wondering who the best boy is, it's somebody's nephew, um, don't forget to validate your parking, and to all you good people in the Midwest, sorry we said fuck so much.
- Perry: Harmony was right, her sister was murdered. You pulled the trigger. It just took this long for the bullet to hit.