Nolan: Now, can I trust you to be a good girl and behave yourself while I'm gone?
Irisa: Probably not.
Nolan: There's my girl.
Sy Preston: Can I interest you folks in a Bible? Traveler's best friend.
Amanda: Frankly, Reverend, I prefer Scotch, but thank you.
Amanda: I gotta hand it to those two. They actually found a survival technique that works.
Nolan: Yeah, hook up with a powerful woman who pampers and protects 'em.
Amanda: But you don't like polygamy? Or are you just against men in subservient roles?
Nolan: Oh, no, I get the allure. Two sets of hands, two mouths, two...
Amanda: I get the picture.
Sy Preston: Mister, you got some hard bark walkin' up here like this. You put a hole in me.
Nolan: Obviously, not in the right place. Next time, I'll aim better.
Tommy LaSalle: I don't understand why we're just letting him go.
Irisa: He wanted to create a messiah. Now he has to go back to selling rocks. That's the worst punishment for him: an ordinary life.