Woof, you're a sight for sore eyes, Mr. Police Officer.


I can see the pain in your eyes. Very familiar. You've lost something and now you're frozen in time. Can't go forward. Can't go back.


You pollute your bodies, you dumb Swedish meatballs.


We can do this the easy way, or the hard way, but I'm not leaving until you get all your vitamins and minerals.


Iris: You get the hell out of here. You don't give a shit about those girls.
Sally: And you do?

Iris: Nobody tells me shit. I've never met the owner.
Marcy: Well, you have now deary. This is the new owner, Will Drake.

Mess is always forgiven - the first time.


Loughlin: People aren't supposed to live in hotels.
Elizabeth: Well, maybe this place is special.