- Mae: Lost boys don't usually come with the big black holes of d.u.i.s on their records. He's not our ride home is he?
- Hugh: He lost his car, he lost his license, he lost his girl. He's like a scared little kid who's afraid to come out and play now. No ambition; the guy is fucking toast. I'd say that it was unfortunate, but it was his fault.
- Mae: We'll just scream it out over the city like Batman! It'll be like "doo-wee!" with a shot glass in the lights!
