Max California: [on the porn industry] All I'm saying is... it can get to you.
Tom Welles: No worries. Thanks for the warning, though.
Max California: You're welcome. Pops... If you dance with the devil, the devil don't change. The devil changes you.
Tom Welles: Some of your lyrics?
Max California: That's cute.
Max California: There are some things that you see, and you can't unsee them. Know what I mean?
Dino Velvet: You trust me to take your money, but not your picture?
Tom Welles: Those are two different kinds of trust.
Tom Welles: What're you reading?
[Max California shows book - "Anal Secretary"]
Tom Welles: Catchy title. What are you really reading? Hard to believe that book's got any parts worth highlighting.
[Max California reveals real book - "In Cold Blood"]
Tom Welles: Capote!
Max California: Yeah, well. You know how it is.
Tom Welles: Yeah. Wouldn't want to embarrass yourself in front of your fellow perverts.
Max California: That's right. I might get drummed out of the Pornographer's Union. Where would I be then?
Eddie Poole: Who's that?
[just before being brutally pistol whipped]
Eddie Poole: No, don't!
Tom Welles: DIE! FUCKER DIE! DIE!
[while pistol whipping Eddie and then shows his hand with blood]
Daniel Longdale: Do you think people like the Christians hire us to invite us to their dinner parties? It's our job to clean up their royal messes.
George Higgins: You know the best part of killing someone? The look on their face. It's that look. Not when they're threatened. Not when you hurt them. Not even when they see the knife. It's when they feel the knife go in. That's it. It's surprise. They just can't believe it's really happening to them. She had that look, the girl, when she knew it wasn't just porno.
[after Tom Welles has asked for his "assistance"]
Max California: I don't know exactly what you're looking for, but just for the record - I'm straight.
Tom Welles: Congratulations.
Tom Welles: Mrs. Mathews... remember when I asked you if you'd want to know the truth about what happened to Mary Anne, no matter what that meant?
Janet Mathews: Well, yeah.
Tom Welles: Some men took her, and they killed her and buried her in the woods.
Janet Mathews: Oh my God! Oh my God!
Tom Welles: I want to hurt them. I want to punish them for what they did. Please give me your permission to punish them!
Tom Welles: [on phone] Eddie?
Eddie Poole: Yeah.
Tom Welles: I know all about it.
Eddie Poole: Yeah, you know about what?
Tom Welles: About that girl. Six years ago. I know what you did to her.
Eddie Poole: Who is this?
Tom Welles: You murdered her. You and your friends.
Eddie Poole: What the fuck are you talkin' about?
Tom Welles: You killed her on film. And now you're fucked. You're all fucked.
Max California: Can I interest you in a battery-operated vagina?
Tom Welles: No thank you.
Max California: Are you sure? I'd hate for you to be in one of those everyday situations that calls for a battery-operated vagina and not have one.
[Tom hands Max an envelope]
Max California: What is this?
Tom Welles: Money. People use it to buy goods and services.
[to porn store customer]
Max California: Hey! It's like a gas station, you pay before you pump!
[On selling porn]
Max California: I don't buy it. I don't endorse it. I just point the way.
Max California: I can hook you up, though. You name the vice I name the price.
Tom Welles: I'm gonna kill you, Eddie. I'm gonna kill you, and I'm gonna leave you here just like you left her.
Eddie Poole: You're not gonna kill me. You don't have it in you. What are you gonna do? You gonna shoot me with you own gun, huh? Registered in your name? You really fucking thought this through, didn't you, genius? You're gonna have to dig the bullets outta my head. That'll be nice, huh? Or you could dig a hole. Dig it with your own hands, and bury me in it next to your fucking girlfriend. Go ahead. Pull the fucking trigger. Well go ahead. What're you waiting for? Go ahead, do it! You faggot! What do you want me to do, start crying like a little baby? "Oh, I'm so sorry I killed the little girl." Well, fuck you, and fuck her! Go ahead! Put me outta my fucking misery! Pull the fucking trigger! Pull the fucking trigger! Do it! Do it!
Warren Anderson: Yeah man, I knew her, I dumped that bitch right before I moved to L.A. She shows up knocking at my door like a fucking stocker. I told that bitch that she could go to hell.
Tom Welles: Where did she go?
Warren Anderson: Hell, maybe. I don't know, I don't know & I don't give a fuck either. She said that she might work at a Titty bar or something like that, ask me her tits where not that great.
Tom Welles: Did you hear from her again?
Warren Anderson: Hey man just cause I was fucking her at High School doesn't mean I wanted her out there, she came to Hollywood to be a big fucking movie star, & so do I. And check me out. You know what pass me one of those smokes?
Tom Welles: [throws his cigarrete and steps it] I don't smoke.
Max California: There's three rules in life: One, there's always a victim; two, don't be it.
Tom Welles: And three?
Max California: I forgot what three is.
[after removing his mask for the first time]
George Higgins: What were you expecting? A monster?
[after Daniel Longdale's appearance on the set]
Dino Velvet: Satan Ex Machina.
Dino Velvet: [dying from a gunshot wound to the neck] This is wrong, something's wrong. Oh, God, not like this. I'm supposed to have something more cinematic. Kill them, Machine... kill them all.
Janet Mathews: [voice-over] Dear Mr. Welles - thank you for writing me and telling me your real name, who you really are, and what really happened. I'm glad those men are dead, but nothing will ever fill the hole in my heart. I will try to use the money you sent for some good, after I get some help for myself. I hated you for telling me the truth, but now I realize you and I are probably the only people that ever really cared about Mary Ann. Yours truly, Janet Mathews.
Tom Welles: You motherfuckers, you SMALL-TIME motherfuckers, you want to know something, while you are all still small-time with a million-dollars to split around!
Dino Velvet: A million?
Tom Welles: Yeah, that's what Christian gave Longdale, and that's what he gave you right, a million in cash? STUPID FUCKIN' TRASH!
Dino Velvet: What the hell is he talkin' is he talking about DOLLARS HERE?
Daniel Longdale: No he is Lying!
Eddie Poole: Did you fucked me, hey did you fucked me on this?
Dino Velvet: Of course not Edward.
Eddie Poole: Then why is he talking about a Million-Dollars?
Dino Velvet: He is saying THAT Longdale fucked us, which is so totally, completely bizarre.
Daniel Longdale: I just want this to be over nobody else needs to get hurt. Now Eddie I know you have a gun take it out.
Eddie Poole: FUCK YOU!
Daniel Longdale: TAKE IT OUT NOW! DROP IT or I will shoot!
Dino Velvet: Don't be stupid Edward.
Daniel Longdale: [Eddie drops the gun] Now kick it on my direction hard.
[He kicks it]
Daniel Longdale: Now Dino, drop the crossbow.
Dino Velvet: Okay, ACTION!
[drops the crossbow but kills Mr. Longdale]
Max California: Do you get turned on at places like tonight?
Tom Welles: No, I do not.
Max California: But you don't exactly get turned off either, do ya?
Max California: Devil's changing you already.
Tom Welles: [speaking to missing girl's mother] Can you tell me if you had to make a choice... if you were forced to choose... between imagining her out ther somewhere living a good life... being happy... bu you don't know... you never find out... or the worst being true... her being gone... but you know... you finally know what's happened to her.
Tom Welles: I'll never get tired of hurting you, Eddie!
[On Dino Velvet]
Max California: He's a producer-slash-director-slash weirdo. He's like the Jim Jarmusch of S & M.
Eddie Poole: That's it. She's dead. She's been dead a long fucking time and nobody gives a shit but you.
[holding a picture of Welles' wife and daughter]
Dino Velvet: What I could do with faces like these on film. On second thought, why would I need their faces?
Dino Velvet: If there was no honor among perverts and pornographers, the whole fucking business would fall apart.
George Higgins: There's no mystery. Things I do, I do them because I like them! Because I want to!
Tom Welles: If someone never saw or sold a snuff film, they shouldn't give a damn what I ask about it, if they have they got a right to be nervous.
[spoken voice whilst Tom Welles is reading a poem]
Mary Ann Mathews: Starlight; star bright, first star I've seen tonight, I wish I may; I wish I might, Have this wish I wish tonight
Larry: Are you a police officer or in any way affiliated with law enforcement?
Max California: Fuck you Larry.
Larry: Are you a police officer or in any way affiliated with law enforcement?
Tom Welles: Fuck you Larry.
Max California: Mmm, you're getting the moves.
Airport Announcer: Welcome to Miami. While in the airport, please observe Florida and local laws which prohibit any smoking in the terminal. Thank you for not smoking.
Tom Welles: [on Eddie] STOP EDDIE! I swear to Christ that I'll shoot you in the back!
Tom Welles: [on Machine] Take off the mask.
[Machine shakes his head saying no]
Tom Welles: TAKE OFF THE FUCKIN' MASK!
Machine: HE'S ONLY GOT ONE BULLET!
[Tom kicks Machine]
Dino Velvet: [on the phone] Hello.
Eddie Poole: It's me!
Dino Velvet: Uh-huh, What do you want?
Eddie Poole: Look I've just got a phone call, we got to talk, & now we can't talk on the phone. And so one of should get on a plane or something all right.
Dino Velvet: Oh blow me you paranoid fuck.
[hangs up the phone]
Eddie Poole: FUCK! FUCK!
Tom Welles: [takes off the headphones] So you like to watch paranoid fuck.
Tom Welles: [comes hitting Eddie while accommodating pictures & movies] Put your hands on your head & get down in your knees!
[Tom kicks him]
Tom Welles: DON'T THINK I'M FUCKIN' AROUND!
[kicks him 3 times]
Tom Welles: It hurts doesn't it!
Eddie Poole: What the fuck do you want?
Tom Welles: Who's Machine, Where does he live?
Eddie Poole: I don't know.
Tom Welles: I want his name?
Eddie Poole: I don't know his fuckin' name!
Tom Welles: [kicks him another time and puts his left feet on Eddie's hand almost through his mouth] I'll never get tired of hurting you Eddie.
Eddie Poole: I don't know his fuckin' name, he shows up in his mask & he leaves in his mask, he's Dino's fuckin' boy. I don't know he's from New York or somewhere, I don't fuckin' know!
Tom Welles: [takes his feet off of Eddie's mouth] Get in the car!
Eddie Poole: Why?
Tom Welles: You're gonna show me where you killed her.
Eddie Poole: Fuck You!
[Tom kicks him another time]
Eddie Poole: All right, you fuck!
Tom Welles: [on the phone to Mrs Christian] The film is real.
[she looks devastated]
Butler: Mrs Christian recently chose to end her own life.
[On seeing a bogus snuff film]
Max California: Oh, wow. That's great! "Snuff 2: The Resurrection!" Well, what'd you expect for twelve hundred?
Max California: So you got a wife and a daughter and a nice little yellow house and a dog named 'Shep'. What the hell are you doing here?
Tom Welles: Why would Christian want this? Why would he want a film of a... a little girl being butchered?
Daniel Longdale: Because he *could*!
Tom Welles: Eddie Poole?
Eddie Poole: Are you a Process Server?
Tom Welles: No, no I've been inquiring around if by any chance you've seen this girl come through here
[comes showing a picture of Mary Ann Mathews]
Eddie Poole: You a cop?
Tom Welles: I'm a member of her family.
Eddie Poole: You got any idea of how much pussy comes through here?
Tom Welles: Please if you just take a look, it would've been a few years.
Eddie Poole: [Eddie's face sweating by looking the picture of Mary Ann Mathews]
Tom Welles: Her name is Mary Ann Mathews.
Eddie Poole: Never seened her.
Tom Welles: You're sure?
Eddie Poole: Yeah I'm sure, I've just looked at the fuckin' picture didn't I? And come on, I've got a lot of shit to do!
Janet Mathews: [letter to Tom] And I'm glad those men are dead.
Max California: [watching a video of Machine torturing a woman] Oh, he's a lover, man... definitely loves what he does for a living.
Max California: Hey! It's like a gas station! You pay before you pump!