- Patricia Allen: Listen, fuck-face! I used to work for the city health department and you got so many violations in this flea trap that one phone call downtown would put your ass in court so fast you wouldn't have time to wipe it, let alone pull your pants up. Do you get my drift?
- Mae: Sweetheart, I thought they busted you.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: I had Porky made out the minute I got in the car.
- Lt. Andrews: You've been on the streets since you were 12?
- Molly Stewart/Angel: It was easy. I just put on some sexy clothes and high heels and I went out and made a living.
- Lt. Andrews: Jesus Christ!
- Vice cop: Well sweet thang, what's your name?
- Molly Stewart/Angel: Angel.
- Vice cop: Well, Angel, I thought you and me could have us a little party.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: [laughs] I bet you would. Look buddy, I'm underage. Or are you one of those perverts who gets off on little girls?
- Lana: I don't know about you girls but I wanna get the hell out of this town. Somewhere there's clean air where you can breathe. I don't know, maybe Tahiti?
- Molly Stewart/Angel: Tahiti? Why Tahiti?
- Mae: Because the men use their dicks for oars.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: How much do you want to spend?
- Driver: About 20 bucks.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: [laughs] You have a good night.
- Driver: Hey! All's I wanted to do was borrow it, not buy it!
- Mae: It's lean out there tonight.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: It's the murders, Mae. It's got the Johns scared.
- Crystal: Why should the Johns be scared? It's the hookers that are getting killed.
- Mae: Ever see a man try to run away with his pants wrapped around his ankles?
- Molly Stewart/Angel: Do you have any idea what they do to unclaimed bodies?
- Kit Carson: No, I don't reckon I do.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: Oh, well... I don't know either but whatever it is, it can't be good.
- Mae: Well, we better get over there before she ends up in the Tomb for the Unknown Hooker.
- Mae: When I was a kid my father warned me. He said, "Rachel, don't ever play cards with a Jewish dyke. They cheat!"
- Solly Mosler: Eh, eat my puff, will ya!
- Mae: Puff?
- Molly Stewart/Angel: What is it, Wayne?
- Wayne: I just wanted to ask you out.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: I told you, my mother wouldn't let me out.
- Wayne: No, no, look, I've been saving this. It's $23. Will it be enough?
- [Molly backs away, clutches her head, then runs off]
- Wayne: Molly?
- Ric Sawyer: [harassing Molly] Oh, come on. You don't know what you're missing, Molly. Why do you think they call me "Razzle Dazzle"?
- [he grabs his crotch with one hand, Molly slams his other hand in her locker]
- Ric Sawyer: Ow! My hand! You bitch!
- Molly Stewart/Angel: [after seeing Ric wet himself] Look me up again, Ric... when you're toilet-trained.
- Patricia Allen: I meant to ask you... that dress. Saks?
- Mae: I. Magnin's.
- Patricia Allen: Oh! Stunning.
- Mae: Thank you. I got it on sale.
- Lt. Andrews: Hell, you've got it all going for you. You're young, attractive and healthy--and swimming in a toilet bowl!
- Patricia Allen: Listen, I don't know whose mother you are, but you're not Molly's.
- Mae: I'm not?
- Patricia Allen: No.
- Lt. Andrews: You had no business being at the morgue! What the hell did you expect to accomplish?
- Molly Stewart/Angel: We've got a right to claim the body. We're the only family she has!
- Lt. Andrews: I can appreciate that, Angel, but I don't make the rules.
- Kit Carson: You mean to say there ain't no exception?
- Lt. Andrews: Look, there's nothing I can do about it. It's the law!
- Mae: Then the law sucks!
- Molly Stewart/Angel: You people got Lana in an icebox while you sit on your... She needs to be buried, but you don't give a damn! You got no feelings inside! Because you're nothing but a damn cop!
- [rises]
- Molly Stewart/Angel: Come on, Mae, Kit... let's get out of here!
- Mae: Remind me never to get murdered!
- [tosses back scarf so that it hits door in front of Kit's face as they leave]
- Solly Mosler: Look, Miss Hoity-Toity. The woman can't answer the goddamn door, because she's in her goddamn bed. Is that goddamn clear enough for ya?
- Ric Sawyer: [set up ball game so that he could show off] Touchdown! Come on, baby, no applause? Look, I hear you're really smart. And I was wondering if you could help me with my homework. Then I'll give you something to really applaud.
- Molly Stewart/Angel: Gee, Rick, I'd really like to help you.
- [he smiles, senses victory]
- Molly Stewart/Angel: But I have better things to do.
- Lt. Andrews: I see they're keeping you busy, huh?
- Collins: Yeah, you'd think with a psycho on the loose, they'd stay off the street.
- Lt. Andrews: Collins, nothing stops the action. If a tidal wave hit this street, the hookers would bob up like a bunch of corks.
- Collins: [laughing] You got that right, Lieutenant. Guess you're investigating the hooker murders, huh? The way he chopped up those girls... this guy is one sick son of a bitch. What I can't understand is, what makes that sleazebag tick?
- Lt. Andrews: Well, figure he was dumped by his old man when he was a kid. His mother probably sexually abused him. We know he's a necro, probably bisexual, possibly impotent. My guess is, he wants to get busted. Whatever the case, pal, he's out there somewhere cruising this fucking boulevard.