- [first lines]
- [Sam is embodying Rod, a Chippendale dancing in front of a mob of crazy women, who are trying to undress him]
- Dr. Sam Beckett: [voice-over] In Ancient Rome, slaves were forced to fight armored gladiators to the death. If the slave survived, he'd be set free. In this crowd, he'd be eaten alive.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: This is horrible!
- Admiral Al Calavicci: What are you complaining about? Most guys would kill to be in a room full of screaming, sex-crazed women, who want nothing more than to...
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Treat me like a piece of meat.
- [he opens the door just a slit and slams it shut again to the still screaming crowd of women]
- Admiral Al Calavicci: Exactly.
- Admiral Al Calavicci: I had a thing for a deaf girl once. Boy, could she read lips.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Al, this is no time for one of your cheesy kiss-and-tell stories.
- Admiral Al Calavicci: She was my lab partner at MIT. She was one of the brightest women I've ever known.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: And she wouldn't sleep with you.
- Admiral Al Calavicci: No.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Right?
- Admiral Al Calavicci: Why does your Swiss-cheese memory remember stuff that I want to forget?
- Otto: Hey, Mario. What's with the new broad? She's been ignoring me all night long.
- Mario: Well, maybe she's got good taste.
- Otto: [humorless] Ha-ha. Just don't schedule her any more on weekends, OK?
- Mario: Don't worry, Otto, she'll be dancing bachelor parties for me after tonight.
- Otto: She's a stripper, huh?
- Mario: I prefer to call 'em exotic dancers. Right, Rod?
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Yeah, yeah, I guess so.
- Otto: I prefer to call my car a Rolls, but it ain't.
- [Diana is angry with Sam - as Rod - and rants at him in sign language]
- Dr. Sam Beckett: What are you saying? I... I... I don't understand you.
- Diana Quinna: Good. Now you know what the world feels like to me!
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Why don't you tell people that you're deaf?
- Diana Quinna: Why should I? When the people know I'm deaf, they feel sorry for me or treat me like I have the plague.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Well, maybe... maybe that's because they don't want to seem stupid.
- Diana Quinna: Stupid?
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Not you. Hearing people, like me. I mean... to tell you the truth, I really don't know how to talk to you.
- Diana Quinna: Just talk. I can read your lips. I may not get everything - maybe half. Unless you cover your mouth, turn away or speak fast.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Well, that's why you couldn't understand Otto.
- [Diana doesn't know who that is]
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Otto, the bartender with the mustache.
- Diana Quinna: You mean, walrus?
- Dr. Sam Beckett: [Sam laughs] Yeah.
- Diana Quinna: How he expects me to know what he's saying with all this hair growing over his lips?
- Dr. Sam Beckett: I can't imagine what it would be like to live without ever hearing music.
- Diana Quinna: I know music in a way that you will never know. When I look around, I see music everywhere. There's the music in the stars. The way they sparkle. I feel them. There's music in the light as they dance on the water at night. And how the leaves chase each other, laughing. Like children that play. When I feel the wind on my face, the wind is my music.