Father Daniel Flynn: Miles, I fell down. I'm old. Shit happens, get the whiskey.
[about Billy Lee]
Darlene Sweet: He talks so much he thinks he believes in something, but really he just wants to fuck who he wants to fuck.
Darlene Sweet: You spend your life getting shook, you learn to spot a shaker.
Father Daniel Flynn: Alright, yeah, I think it's some kind of pervert hotel.
Billy Lee: Tonight we get to be our own gods.
Billy Lee: [Before he is shot by Miles] Easy there, altar boy...
Miles Miller: I can't do it. I can't kill no more people.
Darlene Sweet: Thank y'all for coming to listen to me tonight. It means a lot to me.
[Darleen spots Doc in the Reno lounge's seats and smiles]
Laramie Seymour Sullivan: First time at the El Royale?
Billy Lee: It all starts with a simple choice.
[Billy Lee initiates a sadistic game of life-or-death roulette, gambling the lives of Emily and Miles]
Billy Lee: Pick a color, Em, I'm not asking again. Pick a color. Pick a color.
Emily Summerspring: Red.
Billy Lee: I guess that makes you black, altar boy.
Miles Miller: What? No, no, no!
Billy Lee: Come here. You got some prayers, you can say 'em now.
[Billy removes the gag from Miles' mouth]
Miles Miller: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. I have done so much worse than you know.
Father Daniel Flynn: Kid...
Miles Miller: Father Flynn, I have sinned and I repent. Forgive me, Father. I have sinned and I... Father, please!
[Billy realizes 'Father Flynn' isn't a real priest]
Billy Lee: Do you want to tell him, or do you want me to do it?
Darlene Sweet: Miles...
Miles Miller: Please! Forgive me, Father!
Billy Lee: He's not a fucking priest, kid!
[the roulette ball lands on black]
Billy Lee: Well, it looks like the Lord hasn't forsaken you yet.
[Billy shoots Emily]
Billy Lee: Howdy.
Billy Lee: Pick a color, red or black.
Laramie Seymour Sullivan: Sir, we have a problem.