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Walking through a metal detector ...
Jerry Fletcher: Why is this thing safe for me and not for
my keys?
Jerry Fletcher: Love gives you wings. It
makes you fly. I don't even call it love. I call it Geronimo.
When you're in love, you'll jump right from the top of the
Empire State and you won't care, screaming "Geronimo"
the whole way down. I love her so bad, I just... whoa, she
wrecks me. I'd die for her.
Alice Sutton: Where are you, Jerry?
Jerry Fletcher: I'm here.
Alice Sutton: Where's here, Jerry?
Jerry Fletcher: On the floor.
Jerry Fletcher: A good conspiracy is unprovable. I mean,
if you can prove it, it means they screwed up somewhere along
the line.
Jerry: It's on the tip of my brain.
Jerry: GET BACK you damn, dumb, complicit
sons of bitches! You're looking for a man with NO NOSE! Not
me, not me!
Jerry: You can't hurt me any more.
Dr. Jonas: I'll be the judge of that.
Jerry Fletcher: To be normal, to drink Coca-Cola
and eat Kentucky Fried Chicken is to be in a conspiracy against
yourself.
Jerry: I'm only paranoid because they want
me dead.
Jerry: What do we know?! If I know what we
know then I could tell you what we know and if anyone else
knows!
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