- Richard: [about peyote] A few years ago, a Polish guy got so high on this shit, he sowed his own leg off without feeling a damn thing. He died without a drop of blood in his body.
- Stan: Maybe it's not too late. We can take her to a hospital, say it was an accident. We'll get lawyers. They'll think of something. They always do.
- Richard: [grabbing Stan by the throat] We call no one. We say nothing. What's your problem? She's alone, her guts hanging out. There are 3 of us, and we're armed. What are you afraid of?
