- Caterpillar: What you lookin' for?
- Alice: Uh, a pick-me-up...?
- Caterpillar: Fine, 3, 5 and 2, 6 and 1. Lucky eyes here now. Before delivery is done.
- Alice: What? Mister...?
- Caterpillar: Drop the Mister. See this eye? I'm no pillar, I'm a cat. Postman chiller is where I'm at.
- [snickers]
- Alice: [distant siren approaching] I think it's the police.
- [Alice gets pulled into the car]
- Alice: What are you doing?
- Caterpillar: Saving your arse from the SPG. Them mothers will lock you down and throw away the key.
- Alice: But I... I haven't done anything.
- Caterpillar: Tell it to the judge. The sentence is life and they don't budge. My hooker, she's a looker. Hit me scratch and I even let you.
- Alice: [to the young woman] Pleased to meet you.
- Hooker: Policemen here is not to be trusted. Step out of line and, pow!
- Caterpillar: You is busted.
- [Snickers]
- Hooker: Where to, babe?
- Alice: London, a cabby said he'd take me, but then he disappeared. He didn't seem honest... and he isn't... as I feared.
- Caterpillar: Infected with the rhyme, check it out now down town.
- [skids car sideways]
- Hooker: Next stop, Lloyd Street number 31, two first-class for a John named John.
- Alice: It seems a little late to deliver the post.
- Caterpillar: Au contraire, now is when folks need it most.
- Hooker: Baby, you got e-mail.
- Alice: Oh.
- [takes phone]
- Alice: You sell drugs?
- Hooker: Ain't a lie.
- Caterpillar: Ain't a pill on the planet I don't know and you can't buy.
- Alice: Uh, well... these don't seem to be working and I need to get my memory back from where it is lurking.
- Caterpillar: 'For your head'? Bitch! That's a heavy pop!
- Hooker: You better see a doc before you open up the top.
- Alice: But I've already taken one. Or have I taken two? I can't remember old stuff, and now I can't remember new.
- Caterpillar: [opens windows to stop cops with smoke]
- [Snickers]
- Hooker: Think yourself smart. I wish it was me. Take for your head and be who you wanna be.
- Alice: But how can I be who I wanna be when I am who I am?
- Caterpillar: When memories come back, some you keep and some you trash in the can.
- Hooker: You've been dealt the cards, just rearrange the deal.
- Caterpillar: We pick you up one, we drop you down two.
- Alice: If I get to the party, my driver's inside...
- Caterpillar: No access to the party without an invitation.
- Alice: Where can I get one?
- Caterpillar: I know *just* the location.
- [Snickers]
- Caterpillar: [Car pulls up to a house]
- Alice: Wow! Cool!
- [Alice gets out of the car]
- Alice: [Caterpillar rolls down the window] Thanks for the ride.
- Hooker: Bump the Duchess when you meet her inside.
- Caterpillar: Ciao from the hydroponic Bonnie and Clyde.
- [Winks]
- Caterpillar: [Peels away]
- Whitey: [as she steps from his taxi] Here's a twenty. Should get you to London.
- Alice: [smiles] Thanks.
- Whitey: Hmm.
- Alice: When's the next bus?
- Whitey: I'll be honest with you, darling, I ain't got a clue.
- Alice: [as he leers at her] What?
- Whitey: Just having one last butcher's in case I have to bang one out later. Now, I'm being a gentleman, not taking advantage, okay?
- [she's offended, turns away]
- Whitey: I'll bet I'm gonna regret this.
- [pulls away]
- Whitey: [bought her a meal] The Imperial. Stuffed with chicken, shish, doner, some other dead thing - only 9,000 points on Weight Watchers.
- Alice: Mm. Never tasted anything like it.
- Whitey: Half a goat in there, easy. Now. Order of the day. What do I get a man... who can rob everything?
- Alice: Well... what's he into?
- Whitey: Banks, security vehicles, blokes...
- Alice: Does he like... art?
- Whitey: Round here art is getting the spelling right on your tattoo.
- Alice: What about a cake?
- Whitey: Who buys a mob boss a cake?
- Alice: Someone who cares.
- Whitey: Yeah, that's what I thought. Nice one, Britney.
- Alice: That's not my name.
- Whitey: You don't know who you are. So you don't know who you're not.
- Whitey: [to roadside workers as he tracks the missing heiress] You've seen a girl, twenty, blonde, fit?
- Doochey: Well, what are you doing at my desk?
- Alice: I'm trying to get to the party.
- Doochey: Ah, yes, I've been invited, but I shan't go.
- Alice: Why not?
- Doochey: I like my head where it is. On my shoulders. The invitation is yours, in exchange for one thing. Knowledge.
- Alice: Of what?
- [shakes her head]
- Doochey: You.
- Alice: But... Look, I don't know anything about me.
- [shakes her head]
- Doochey: Oh, you make my gossip nose twitch like... freshly-peppered soup!
- Whitey: [odd taxi driver] Trust me. I'm a doctor. I give prescriptions. People tell me what they need... and I nick it.
- Harry Hunt: [formerly Max the Executioner] Questions?
- Alice: What if he can't come up with that kind of money?
- Harry Hunt: Max comes out of retirement.
- Alice: And what if I don't want to go home?
- Harry Hunt: Then this will be your *leaving party.* Leaving
- [grabs her wrist so hard, she yelps]
- Harry Hunt: this mortal coil.
- [onlookers laugh]
- Alice: Well, if this is to be my last night, I would want it to be a better one than any other.
- [whispers:]
- Alice: I don't get out very often.