Al Do you know what I think?
Ed What is it? What is it that you think?
Al There is no such thing as a bad coincidence.
Lost Highway quotes
Al Ed Al
Mr. Eddy
You like pornos?
Pete Pornos?
Mr. Eddy
Give you a boner?
Pete No thanks, Mr Eddy
Mr. Eddy
Suit yourself, champ
We've met before, haven't we?
I don't think so. Where was it you think we met?
At your house. Don't you remember?
No. No, I don't. Are you sure?
Of course. As a matter of fact, I'm there right now.
What do you mean? You're where right now?
At your house.
Call Me. Dial your number. Go ahead.
[Fred dials the number and the Mystery Man answers] [over the phone]
I told you I was here.
Ask me.
You invited me. It is not my custom to go where I am not wanted.
Mr. Eddy
[Mr. Eddy calls Pete]
I'm really glad to know you're doin okay. You're sure you're okay? Everything alright?
Pete Dayton [nervous]
Yeah?
Mr. Eddy
I'm really glad to know you're doin good, Pete. Hey, I want you to talk to a friend of mine.
Pete Dayton I don't think so. Where is it you think we've met?
At your house. Don't you remember?
Pete Dayton No. No, I don't.
In the East, the Far East, when a person is sentenced to death, they're sent to a place where they can't escape, never knowing when an executioner may step up behind them, and fire a bullet into the back of their head.
Pete Dayton [scared]
What's going on?
It's been a pleasure talking to you.
Pete [Pete and Alice are having sex]
I want you!
Alice [whispers in his ear]
You'll never have me.
Where's Alice?
Alice who? Her name is Renee. If she's told you her name is Alice, she's lying. [shouts] And your name? What the **** is your name?
[The police speak to Fred on the subject of video cameras]
Fred I like to remember things my own way
Detective What do you mean by that?
Fred How I remember them. Not necessarily the way they happened
[while beating a tailgater]
Don't tailgate! Don't you ever tailgate! Do you know how much space is needed to stop a car traveling at 35 miles per hour? Six car lengths! Six ****in' car lengths! That's a hundred and six ****in' feet, mister! If I had to stop suddenly, you woulda hit me! I want you to get a ****in' driver's manual, and I want you to study that mother****er! And I want you to obey the the goddamn rules of the road! Fifty-****in' thousand people were killed on the highways last year 'cause of ****in' assholes like you! Tell me you're gonna get a manual!
Boy, that's smooth. Smooth as shit off a duck's ass!
Dick Laurent is dead...
This is where mechanical excellence and 1,400 horsepower pays off.
You and me, mister, we can sure out-ugly them sumbitches, can't we?