Cilla: You're first.
Rapist: This is none of your business.
Cilla: I'm the rapee, I should have something to say.
Cilla: You're next, and then you. Come on, honey.
Marissa: Listen, I just can't bring a child into this kind of a world. Maybe later. Huh, Carlos?... Huh?
Marshal McLuhan: You know? A good woman is like a steel brush. Think about it.
Marshal's man: I say we run them out of town
Marshal McLuhan: That's not the American way! Underneath those ridiculous clothes and destructive attitudes there beats a heart crying: Give me another chance! Who knows, they may be just around a dog leg from... good citizenship.
Marshal McLuhan: [to Coel] Everything you need to make it here is in that machine. Opportunity. Security. Self respect.
[showing his jacket's back]
Marshal McLuhan: One day you may be wearing these insignia. And that's democracy in action.
Texas Ranger: Father, I have to know, is police brutality really a sin?
Coel: Only on Friday.
Texas Ranger: I'm guilty, father.
Coel: For your penance you will demonstrate bicycle safety at the Black Panther convention in Mobile, Alabama.
Various Voices: This is the real God speaking. Will the owner of the dark blue Mustang convertible, license number TUV525, please turn off your parking lights.
Dr. Murder: Are you now or have you ever been a member of any organization which advocates the violent overthrow of the government of the United States of America?
Dr. Murder: Which one?
Marissa: The Paul Revere and the Raiders fan club
Cilla: Well, if we've learned anything from all of this, it's that some of us are just never satisfied.
Coel: I thought it was people who eat Army food often end up dead.