- Agustín Rejas: I'd like to have a list of staff with access to the President's chambers.
- Calderón: Luckily there are only two of them. The first is named 'Fuck', the second is named 'Off'.
- [Rejas and Sucre are looking at a dead dog hanging from a lamp-post, with dynamite stuck down its throat]
- Sucre: What sort of a person would do that?
- Agustín Rejas: I don't know, but I wouldn't entirely rule out a cat-lover.
- [last lines]
- Nina Simone: [on the radio introducing her song 'Who knows where the time goes'] Sometime in your life you will have the occasion to say, what is this thing called time? You know, what is that - the clock. You go to work by the clock, you get your martini in the afternoon by the clock, you have your coffee by the clock, get on a plane at certain time and arrive, and it goes on and on and on... And time is a dictator, as we know it. Where does it go? What does it do? Most of all, is it alive? It is a thing you cannot touch, and is alive. And then one day you look in the mirror - how old. You say, where did time go?
- [first lines]
- Indian 1 in Pick-up: [calmly after hitting road-side cop, about person on radio] Why does she talk so much?
- Ezequiel: [equally calm] She's preparing to sing.