Junkies, as any junkie will tell you, are not to be trusted.

For a marriage of convenience, this can be quite inconvenient.

They take what doesn't belong to them, not because they're thinking... but because they're junkies.

...that a rocker is worth more dead than alive. Silly world, isn't it?

There's no school like the old school, and I'm the fucking headmaster.

Now, if the slap don't work, you cut them or you pay them... but keep your receipts because this ain't the Mafia.

— Come on, Bobby boy, that's not fair. I'd understand anything coming from you.
— Would you?
— Bob, you're my best mate.
— You see, I don't want the strippers, One Two.
— Okay.
— I want you.

So do us all a favor before you catch a cold.

There is no spring without a winter. No life without death.

And like most guests having a good time, they didn't wanna leave.

— I've got one just like that at home, but with a little boy fishing.
— Is that what they call humor where you come from?
— Is that what they call art where you come from?