- Remy: You're hungry? How dare you! How dare you! All right, all right. You're hungry! Let's see. Let's see. Ah-ha! Chocolate syrup. Here! Here! Drink it. Drink it. Drink it all. Don't leave anything left. Down the hatch. C'mon. Drink the chocolate syrup, bitch!
- Stutter: Maybe your right. Maybe it's that stuff I been giving you. Maybe it don't give you the proper incentive, huh?
- Stutter: Right, come here, Doctor. 'Give you a little something to take the edge off.
- Stutter: [he injects Remy] It's different, huh? No more speed for you, Baby. Yeah, heroin's heavy stuff. From now on, you're gonna need it. Yeah, you're gonna need it so bad, you'll have all the incentive you can handle. And you'll find any way to get it, Kid. You'll sell your soul, you'll sell your ass, you'll pimp that little bitch of yours on the street for a buck, if you have to.