- Floyd: All you got is outside.
- Sally 'Poochie': That's where it counts, isn't it? That's where you can see it: the outside. It's not a bad outside, is it?
- Sally 'Poochie': It only takes a minute. Five minutes, that's all. Did you ever look at a clock? That's all it takes, actual time. Five minutes maybe. Then what? It's all over. There no sign left, no mark. It's all done and past. Just two people, for five minutes.
- Floyd: That's all it means to you?
- Sally 'Poochie': That's all it is, the real of it. If you make it anything more than that, it's your own fault.
- Sally 'Poochie': I don't wanna see anybody sucking on a baby's bottle.
- Guy in Junkyard: I don't either. It's a symbol! Like a brass cymbal, or a ruptured spleen, and a brass monkey, and a flight of the bumblebee, and a fare-thee-well, and a well-digger's butt in Montana, and a home-is-where-the-heart-is, and a homily, and an early-to-bed and an early-to-rise, and a "Poor Richard's Almanac"! Benjamin Franklin was right! The homilies of life! Like get up in the morning, and go to work, and save your money, and do a good job, and it all goes around in a circle, but a desiccated liver is still a penny saved is a penny earned, and any kind of a racket, any kind, is still gonna be crud.
- Harry: [as Paul Leder, producer, in the film's opening remarks] Now, this picture is rough, its story shocking, but enlightening. It was a difficult picture to make, but if it stops one young man from lighting up the wrong kind of cigarette, or one young lady from becoming a "rotten apple", the sincere efforts of all of us who made it will be genuinely rewarded.