Coel:
My car! my food! my supplies!... my ass!
Cilla:
You're first.
Rapist:
This is none of your business.
Cilla:
I'm the rapee, I should have something to say.
[
pointing]
Cilla:
You're next, and then you. Come on, honey.
Marissa:
Listen, I just can't bring a child into this kind of a world. Maybe later. Huh, Carlos?... Huh?
Marshal McLuhan:
You know? A good woman is like a steel brusch. Think about it.
Marshal's man:
I say we run them out of town
Marshal McLuhan:
That's not the American way! Underneath those ridiculous clothes and destructive attitudes there beats a heart crying: Give me another chance! Who knows, they may be just around a dog lick from... good citizenship.
Marshal McLuhan:
[
to Coel] Everything you need to make it here is in that machine. Opportunity. Security. Self respect.
[
showing his jacket's back]
Marshal McLuhan:
One day you may be wearing these insignia. And that's democracy in action.
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