- Crazy Shapiro: Well, sometimes I wanna draw a picture of it.
- Vinnie: A picture? Hey, Hey.. Norman Rockwell, draw me a picture here. Come on, come on. Draw me a picture.
- Crazy Shapiro: I can't draw. It's just, like, I "feel like it" sometimes.
- Vinnie: Hey listen to me, will ya? There's two-million faggots in Greenwich Village that "feel like it?" You know what I mean? You wanna be two-million and one, huh?
- Crazy Shapiro: Your mother!
- Crazy Shapiro: When I'm up on the roof, it's like nothing can touch me. You know, it's all so quiet and beautiful, with the whole city right out in front of my eyes.
- Old Vinnie: If there was one thing we learned back then that's still true now, it's that if you turn a woman upside down, they all look alike. So why bother?
- [watching Crazy Shapiro and Vinnie fighting each other]
- Eva: Here I am right in the middle of it - defiant youth in action!
- Charlie Trash Can: Hey, Garbage! Uh, how long have we known each other now, huh?
- Garbage: Um, about 6 weeks, Charlie. And it's been a gas. Y'know, you n' me, and all this rubble, just passing time bullshitting? It's been good. Why, I'm starting to feel my age now, and I'm lookin' forward, you know, to my fi~nal resting place so I can relax and not having any rats chewing at me anymore, you know what I mean?
- Charlie Trash Can: Yeah, you and your 'Heaven' again. You sure that this Heaven is always cracked up to be?
- Garbage: 'ey. What's wrong with ya? Ain't you a believer?
- Charlie Trash Can: [ashamed] I used to be, but I- - I don't know anymore. You can't be too careful what you believe in nowadays.
- Garbage: Always a cynic, Charlie, you gotta believe! You gotta believe!
- Charlie Trash Can: [garbage truck parking nearby with a hiss] Hey! Watch that loud noise!
- Garbage: THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT!
- Charlie Trash Can: What?
- Garbage: JUST LIKE THE GREAT BOOK SAYS!
- Charlie Trash Can: What says?
- Garbage: GOD COMES WITH A RUMBLE! Picks you up and carries you away!
- [garbage man scoops up the garbage with the shovel]
- Garbage: Ha-ha! Goodbye Charlie. I'm going to my rest, sunshine, trees... Goodbye, Charlie! Goodbye! Fuck this city!