Dick Miller credited as playing...
Walter Paisley
- Maxwell H. Brock: I will not wish you good luck.
- Walter Paisley: Why not?
- Maxwell H. Brock: It would imply you could not succeed on your own.
- Alice: You could use a little more heat around this place...!
- Walter Paisley: It's bad for the clay! You'll get used to it!
- Carla: [Admiring Walter's rather bizarre statue, "Murdered Man."] Walter, it's a masterpiece. I've never seen anything like it before... And I hope I never see anything like it again.
- Walter Paisley: Neither do I.
- Walter Paisley: [Entering The Yellow Door, dressed in a rather absurd-looking artist's costume] Sylvia, didn't you see me wave my zen stick?
- Sylvia: [Surprised, not recognizing him at first] Why, it's Walter Paisley!
- Walter Paisley: Bring me a cappuccino, and a piece of papaya cheesecake... and, uh, and a bottle of Yugoslavian white wine.
- Sylvia: Yes sir, Mr. Paisley!
- Will: Have some breakfast, man.
- Walter Paisley: What're ya' having?
- Maxwell H. Brock: Some soy and wheat germ pancakes, organic guava nectar, calcium lactate and tomato juice, and garbanzo omelettes sprinkled with smoked yeast. Join us?
- Walter Paisley: No thanks... Sounds great, though!
- Walter Paisley: I'm gonna make the most wonderful, wildest, wittiest things you've ever seen. I'm gonna make big statues and little statues. Tall statues and short statues. I'm gonna make statues of nobodies and statues of famous people. Statues of actors and poets and people who sell things on television.
- Maxwell H. Brock: I believe creative living. To be uncreative you might as well be in your grave - or in the Army.
- Walter Paisley: [Looking slightly puzzled, and amused] They tried to draft me once. I couldn't pass the test.
- Walter Paisley: I didn't mean to hurt you, Lou. But if you'd have shot me, you'd be moppin' up my blood now.
- Alice: [Unimpressed with Walter and his new-found fame as a sculptor] Oh, let's change the subject. I'm sick of hearing about sculptors. Nobody knows how to do that anymore, much less the busboy from The Yellow Door.
- Walter Paisley: [Offended] Who do you think you're talkin' about?
- Alice: Don't shout at me!
- Walter Paisley: I don't like you...
- Alice: [Mocking laughter] Nobody asked your opinion, Walter! You're just a simple farm boy, and the rest of us are sophisticated beatniks.
- Leonard de Santis: What's it called?
- Walter Paisley: Dead cat.
- Leonard de Santis: Dead cat? That's it's name?
- Walter Paisley: Sure!
- Leonard de Santis: Well, it sure looks dead enough.
- Walter Paisley: You - you want to buy it?
- Naolia: Isn't there *anything* I can do for you?
- Walter Paisley: I don't think so, Naolia.
- Naolia: Oh, Walter, I can't let you just split like this. I've got to do something!
- Naolia: Walter, you've done something to me. Something deep down inside of my *prana*.
- Walter Paisley: I have?
- Naolia: Oh, Walter, I want to be with you. You're creative. You've got a hot light bulb glowing inside of you - and I want to be warmed by it.
- Walter Paisley: Gee, that's nice of you Naolia.
- Lou Raby: Who do you score from? Where do you buy your horse?
- Walter Paisley: Horse?
- Lou Raby: Horse. Junk. White stuff. Heroin!
- Walter Paisley: Is that what that is?
- Oscar: Crazy. What is it called?
- Walter Paisley: Ah, "Murdered Man".
- Carla: When do we get to see it?
- Walter Paisley: Oh, anytime.
- Will: Hey, that's a pretty far out name for a statue.
- Walter Paisley: What chu gonna do next, Walter? What am I gonna do next? What am I gonna do next? I gotta do something before they forget. I know what it's like to be ignored.
- Maxwell H. Brock: You could make twenty-five thousand on these pieces alone.
- Walter Paisley: I thought you put money down?
- Maxwell H. Brock: I do! But, twenty-five thou?