Man with Strange Glasses: I'm scared 24 hours a day, but not necessarily in New York. I actually feel pretty comfortable in New York. I get scared like in Sweden. You know, it's kind of empty. They're all drunk. Everything works. If you, you know... If you stop at a stop light and don't turn your engine off... people come over and talk to you about it. You open the medicine cabinet and there'll be a poster saying... "In case of suicide, call..."

Man with Strange Glasses: I don't know anyone in New York who doesn't say 'I'm leaving'. I've been thinking of leaving New York for... uh... thirty-five years now.

Man with Strange Glasses: Yes, I am smoking cigarettes and some of my friends have died of them, but I am not downing a quart of Scotch in fifteen minutes. Looked at that way, cigarettes are actually a health tool!

Bob: Coffee and cigarettes. That's like the breakfast of champions.

Tommy: I don't eat shit. It's against my religion.

Pete: What religion is that?

Tommy: The religion of sanity, Peter. You should try it some time.

Pete: I did, but I was excommunicated.