Michael Alig:
You'll love me, I promise.
James:
Michael, I hate when you make me say serious things, so I'm only going to say this once: You've gone too far with the drugs.
Michael Alig:
Have you looked at yourself?
James:
I'm not addicted to drugs, I'm addicted to glamour.
Christina:
How do you like my UFO?
Michael Alig:
We don't do, we just are!
[
to the Club Kids]
Dallas stage hand:
Okay, you guys are on stage in five.
James:
What do you mean, on stage?
Dallas stage hand:
You know - your show.
James:
Wait, what show?
[
stage hand walks off]
James:
But we don't do anything!
Michael:
132nd street, and on the double!
Keoki:
Are we going very far?
Michael:
All the way, I hope...
Michael Alig:
[
singing] Greetings, citizens. We are living in the age where the pursuit of all values other than money, success, fame and glamour, has either been discredited or destroyed. Money, success, fame, glamour.
Michael:
We're like two peas in a pod, you and I, James.
James:
I pity the pod.
[
after James' phone conversion with Michael, who is in prison]
Interviewer:
I can't believe you still talk to him.
James:
Well, when was the last time you heard of a pea changing its pod?
James:
No, no, no, for the love of God, no. We are not going to start out with Michael Alig's pathetic childhood - "I was molested, wahhh!"
Michael:
But it's my birthday and I wanna have a bloodfeast!
Michael Alig:
Oh, everyone, it's my birthday! Time to pay attention to me!
Talk Show Host:
Is it true your son Michael turned you on to the pill ecstacy?
Elke:
He told me it was a headache pill.
Talk Show Host:
And what happened when you took it?
Elke:
Well, my headache went away.
Talk Show Host:
...and what happened when you took the pill?
Elke:
[
pauses] well, my headache went away.
Michael:
Hi, I'm Michael Alig.
James:
Well, I'll alert the media. Gotta dash!
Michael:
Oh, no thanks... I don't do drugs.
James:
Nor do I.
[
snorts Special K]
James:
Did you see that? It just flew right up my nose!
[
phone conversation]
Michael Alig:
It's not so bad and after Gitsie and I get married we can have conjugal visits!
James:
Oh Michael, Im so sorry, didn't you hear? Gitsie's dead. She had an overdose.
[
Michael is silent]
[
arguing with Angel]
Michael Alig:
You're just some lame-ass, Johnny-come-lately, fairy, faggot, copycat! You don't even know your skrink from your skrod! You stupid logger blogger!
James:
Oh darling, half the fun of eating meat is hacking it up!
Michael Alig:
James, would I lie to you
James:
All the time!
Michael Alig:
Let's see... what else, oh once when I was 10 my Sunday school teacher took me back to his house. He taught me how to french kiss among other things...
Elke:
He really took my boy under his wind. Very nice man.
Michael Alig:
His mother caught us in the basement. She screamed, "I told you not to bring them here." He said, "Don't you'll frighten them away!"
Michael Alig:
[
to James St James] I want you to teach me how to be fabulous.
Keoki:
[
hesitant] Wow, I never thought I'd be taking a cab to the Bronx with a guy. I figured I come to the club... tell a few girls "no, not tonite"... It's just... ehh, you know...
Michael Alig:
Get in.
Keoki:
Okay.
Michael Alig:
[
to Peter Gatien] I love the eyepatch by the way. Very... Pirates of the Caribbean... *arg*
Natasha:
He lost it.
Michael Alig:
Whatever
James:
Well, congratulations on getting out of the very dangerous world of haberdashery!
Freez:
Well, drugs are just a sideline.
[
sniffs]
Freez:
Profitable, though.
James:
Hmm.
[
holds up top of clenched hand]
James:
May I sample your wares?
James:
That's better than a ten-inch dick and you know it!
James:
Today I've come up with the perfect sentence. The rhythm, the syntax, the dipthongs, the dissidence
[
clears throat]
James:
Last night, I dreamt of Glocca Morra... again.
[
pause]
James:
It's really a shame you can't publish a sentence. I'm convinced it would be a best-seller.
James:
It's really a shame you cant publish a sentence. I'm convinced it would be a best seller.
James:
Testing one, two. Testing. Testosterone, testicular cancer, Tess of the d'Urbervilles.
Male Geisha:
Why doesn't Fran come into work anymore?
James:
Because she's been indicted for tax evasion and cannot leave her house.
Male Geisha:
Oh... I miss Fran. Her new house is neat and tidy.
James:
[
to Keoki] If you are going to be a superstar DJ, there are three simple rules you need to remember: Number One: You can always rely the Studio 54 compilation set. They're premixed! They last for hours. And Number Two: Madonna. Always works. And Number Three: When all else fails, play techno! It's nondescript, nonrecognizable, and everyone will think you're *so* cutting edge.
Michael Alig:
Oh typical James. Can't even stay awake for your own movie. But it's not your movie, it's really my movie. Hi. I'm Michael Alig.
Michael:
More as in... more, moron.
James:
That's all you really need to know. That and don't dream it, be it.
Michael Alig:
Rocky Horror, it's my fave!
Michael Alig:
[
in the bath tub with Gitsie] Well, scrod-la-dah. I can pee again!
Gitsie:
Me too!
[
laughs]
Talk Show Host:
It's not even our Halloween show.
Peter Gatien:
Does she speak?
Gitsie:
Only when he wants me to.
Peter Gatien:
My kind of girl.
Michael Alig:
That's not a crack hole! That's a rat hole!
Michael Alig:
Rats on crack attack!
Michael Alig:
I need some money
James:
But Michael I'm broke... and I have a stomach ache.
James:
And now I've been cut off without a penny. So, no more trust fund, and no more Gaultier, and no more fucking Comme des Garçons, Michael!
Michael Alig:
Im still Fabulous.
Natasha:
When i look in your eyes, do you want to know what i see?
Natasha:
I see a poor, pathetic, frightened little boy too scared to face reality.
[
mocking]
Natasha:
Fabulous...
Michael Alig:
The best superstar is a dead superstar.
The Rat:
Remember me? Clara the Chicken... and Terisius the Rat!
James:
[
in exasperated voice] No!
The Rat:
[
pats James' head] You really should stay off the K
Michael Alig:
I just want to be loved.
James:
[
laughs] There isn't enough love in the whole wide world to satisfy you.
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