Jessie:
My God you smell.

Tod:
Ya ever seen a man with his insides hangin' out? Looks like little silver and blue snakes, all wiggling. Agggh! Pour me another drink.

Jonas:
I just rose up from hell, with my hair on fire!

Johnsy Boy Hood:
Mister, I've only got a dab of cash on me.

Jonas:
Down Johnsy Boy and fast.

The Hotel Clerk:
In one breath, you just named our town's sorriest and best.