Zitate

The Beat Beneath My Feet

Steve: Listen, if I play like me, and people like it, that's one thing. You play like me, it's a tribute band.

Tom: What happened to all your cash?
Steve: What?
Tom: Don't you get royalties and stuff?
Steve: I lost it all.
Tom: You must have had SUCH a good time.
Steve: I sure hope so. I don't remember any of the good parts. I don't remember a damn thing.

Mary: Tom, where's your helmet?
Tom: It's chained to my bike.
Mary: You are using it, aren't you, Tom?
Tom: Yes, Mom.
Mary: Do you know the number of people I've seen that'd still be alive if they'd worn a helmet?
Tom: Did you see those paramedics?
Mary: Yeah. The old lady downstairs... Crrrrrk!
Tom: Maybe if she would have worn a helmet...
Mary: Tom!

Tom: Do you think I can do it?
Steve: Got a few things workin' against you.
Tom: Like?
Steve: Well, you have a crippling shyness that renders you incapable of playing in front of anyone except me.
Tom: Right, apart from that.

Steve: You got secrets; so, the way I see it, we have us a... blackmail Mexican standoff. You try to ruin my life, I WILL ruin yours. I like that. It's a balance of power. Takes us back to the way we were before. We can just go on ignoring each other.
Tom: Yeah, but it's not balanced. I'll tell everyone that you're Max Stone.
Steve: Yeah, and I will tell your mom about the Devil's music.
Tom: Well... I'll tell everyone you tried to touch me.
Steve: Get out!
Tom: [from outside] Someone, help! It's a peedo!
Steve: "Pedo," retard.

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