Eartha Kitt credited as playing...
Madame Rena
- Madame Rena: Why don't you ask Ford Malotte?
- Lt. Jake Wayne: Who's Ford Malotte?
- Madame Rena: Some son of a bitch who's been trying to ruin me for years! He's been stealing my designs and selling them for ready-wear!
- Lt. Jake Wayne: Is he a designer, too?
- Madame Rena: That's what he calls himself, but this plastic faggot couldn't design a handkerchief, let alone a dress! The only thing he can do is steal from me! UGH!
- Lt. Jake Wayne: You think, uh, he killed this girl?
- Madame Rena: Let me put it this way: this ill excuse of a human being has had this girl, on regular basis, coming and going between here and DC. He might have thought she knew too much.
- Madame Rena: I can't talk on the phone; but, I think you better get your little derrière down her to my office now. Friday, I said, now!
- Madame Rena: We're all familiar with the joy of sex. Particularly since that doctor has determined that sex is on the male mind every other minute - and on the female mind every other second. Well, I've put it all together in one group which I call "The Four Seasons of S-E-X".
- Madame Rena: The best has yet to come. I would like now to present my most fantastic creature. A superior being. A vision of Africanic beauty. A black goddess come to earth.