Johnny:
Nobody knows where I come from, not even me.

Johnny:
I'm leaving now.

Johnny:
I'm traveling light.

Johnny:
Here, Chuck, it's all yours!

Johnny:
Do you know me?

Carol:
What gave you that idea?

Johnny:
You were looking at me as if you did.

Carol:
Couple of gals were staring at you. All I did was follow their eyes and hit you. I couldn't very well miss... such a big target.

Logan:
Blonde wasn't the word for it. Honey-blonde, and real. And it didn't come out of any bottle.