Lost Highway Quotes

  • Mr. Eddy: [to a tailgater after running him off the road] Don't tailgate! Don't you fucking ever tailgate! Do you know how much space is needed to stop a car traveling at 35 miles per hour? Six car lengths! Six fuckin' car lengths! That's a hundred and six fuckin' feet, mister! If I had to stop suddenly, you woulda hit me! I want you to get a fuckin' driver's manual, and I want you to study that motherfucker! And I want you to obey the the goddamn rules of the road! Fifty-fuckin' thousand people were killed on the highways last year 'cause of fuckin' assholes like you! Tell me you're gonna get a manual!

  • Mystery Man: We've met before, haven't we.

    Fred Madison: I don't think so. Where was it you think we met?

    Mystery Man: At your house. Don't you remember?

    Fred Madison: No. No, I don't. Are you sure?

    Mystery Man: Of course. As a matter of fact, I'm there right now.

    Fred Madison: What do you mean? You're where right now?

    Mystery Man: At your house.

    Fred Madison: That's fucking crazy, man.

    Mystery Man: Call me. Dial your number. Go ahead.

  • [repeated line]

    Mystery Man: We've met before, haven't we?

  • Ed: You're a musician?

    Fred Madison: Yeah.

    Al: What's your axe?

    Fred Madison: Tenor. Tenor saxophone. Do you...

    Al: [shakes his head and point at his ear] Tone deaf.

  • Ed: Do you own a video camera?

    Renee Madison: No. Fred hates them.

    Fred Madison: I like to remember things my own way.

    Ed: What do you mean by that?

    Fred Madison: How I remembered them. Not necessarily the way they happened.

  • Fred Madison: Andy, who is that guy?

    Andy: I don't know his name. He's a friend of Dick Laurent's, I think.

    Fred Madison: Dick Laurent?

    Andy: Yeah, I believe so.

    Fred Madison: But Dick Laurent is dead, isn't he?

  • Fred Madison: Dick Laurent is dead...

  • Fred Madison: Where's Alice?

    Mystery Man: Alice who? Her name is Renee. If she's told you her name is Alice, she's lying.

    [filled with rage]

    Mystery Man: [shouts] And your name? What the fuck is your name?

  • Mr. Eddy: This is where mechanical excellence and one-thousand four-hundred horsepower pays off.

  • Ed: Fucker gets more pussy than a toilet seat.

  • Lou: What a fucking job.

    Hank: His or ours, Lou?

    Lou: Ours, Hank.

  • Fred Madison: Who the hell owns that dog?

  • Mystery Man: Call Me. Dial your number. Go ahead.

    [Fred dials the number and the Mystery Man answers]

    Mystery Man: [over the phone] I told you I was here.

    Fred Madison: [amused] How'd you do that?

    Mystery Man: Ask me.

    [Fred's facial expression turns from amused to serious as he's clearly rembering the anonymous video tapes]

    Fred Madison: [angrily into the phone] How did you get inside my house?

    Mystery Man: [voice] You invited me. It is not my custom to go where I am not wanted.

    Fred Madison: [into the phone] Who are you?

    [Both Mystery Men laugh mechanically]

    Mystery Man: [voice] Give me back my phone.

    [Fred gives the cell phone back to the man in front of him]

    Mystery Man: It's been a pleasure talking to you.

  • Mr. Eddy: [into the phone] I'm really glad to know you're doing okay. You're sure you're okay? Everything alright?

    Pete Dayton: [into the phone] Yeah.

    Mr. Eddy: [into the phone] I'm really glad to know you're doin good, Pete. Hey, I want you to talk to a friend of mine.

    Mystery Man: [into the phone to Pete] We've met before, haven't we?

    Pete Dayton: [into the phone] I don't think so. Where is it you think we've met?

    Mystery Man: [into the phone] At your house. Don't you remember?

    Pete Dayton: [into the phone] No. No, I don't.

    Mystery Man: [into the phone] In the East, the Far East, when a person is sentenced to death, they're sent to a place where they can't escape, never knowing when an executioner may step up behind them, and fire a bullet into the back of their head.

    Pete Dayton: [into the phone] What's going on?

    Mystery Man: [into the phone] It's been a pleasure talking to you.

  • Pete Dayton: I want you.

    Alice Wakefield: You'll never have me.

  • Fred Madison: I had a dream about you last night.

    Renee Madison: Yeah? What was it about?

    Fred Madison: You were in the house, calling my name, but I couldn't find you. Then there you were, lying in bed... but it wasn't you. It looked like you, but it wasn't.

  • Fred Madison: How did you meet that asshole Andy, anyway?

    Renee Madison: It was a long time ago. I met him at this place called Moke's. We... became friends. He told me about a job...

    Fred Madison: What job?

    Renee Madison: [short pause] I don't remember. Anyway, Andy's okay.

    Fred Madison: Yeah well, he's got some fucked-up friends.

  • Mr. Eddy: How you doin' Pete?

    Pete Dayton: Okay.

    Mr. Eddy: I'm sure you noticed that girl that was with me the other day, good lookin' blonde? She stayed in the car? Her name is Alice. I swear I love that girl to death. If I ever find out that somebody was making out with her, I'd take this...

    [pulls out a .357 pistol]

    Mr. Eddy: ...and shove it so far up his ass it would come out of his mouth. Then you know what I'd do?

    Pete Dayton: What?

    Mr. Eddy: I'd blow his fuckin' brains out.

    [Mr. Eddy puts his gun away]

    Mr. Eddy: Hey, you're looking good. What you been up to?

  • Guard Johnny Mack: Captain Luneau?

    Captain Luneau: Yeah, Mack?

    Guard Johnny Mack: Captain, this is some spooky shit we got here.

  • Guard Henry: Man, that wife killer looks pretty fucked up.

    Guard Mike: Which one?

    [both laugh]

  • Pete Dayton: Where the fuck are we going, Alice?

    Alice Wakefield: We have to go to the desert, baby.

  • Al: Do you know what I think?

    Ed: What is it? What is it that you think?

    Al: There is no such thing as a bad coincidence.

  • [in Pete's vision of Alice]

    Alice Wakefield: Did you want to talk to me? Did you want to ask me "WHY"?

  • Arnie: Pete! Where've you been? It's really good you're back! A lot of people are gonna be happy that you're back, including me!

    Pete Dayton: Well, it's good to be back, Arnie.

    Arnie: Mr. Smith is waiting for you.

    Pete Dayton: Sure, I'll take care of him.

    Arnie: And Mr. Eddy called every day asking about you. Can I call him and tell him to come in?

    Pete Dayton: Sure, call him. Tell him to come in and I'm ready to work.

    Arnie: You're ready to work?

    Pete Dayton: I'm ready to work.

    Arnie: [to the other garage employees] Pete is back!

  • [Pete, disturbed by the saxophone music on a radio, switches the channels]

    Phil: What'd you change it for? I liked that.

    Pete Dayton: Well, I don't!

    Phil: I liked that.

  • Bill Dayton: The police called us today.

    Pete Dayton: What'd they want?

    Bill Dayton: They wanted to know if we had a chance to find out what happened to you the other night. And they wanted to know if you remembered anything.

    Pete Dayton: But... I don't remember anything. What'd you tell them?

    Bill Dayton: [after a long pause] We're not going to say anything about that night to the police.

    Candace Dayton: We saw you that night, Pete.

    Bill Dayton: You came home with your friend, Sheila.

    Pete Dayton: Sheila?

    Bill Dayton: Uh-huh. There was a man with you two.

    Pete Dayton: What is this? Why didn't you tell me anything? Who was the man?

    Bill Dayton: I've never seen him before in my life.

    Pete Dayton: What happened to me? Please Dad, if you know, tell me.

    [Bill and Candace sorrowfully look away from Pete]

  • [into a phone]

    Arnie: There's nine people down here, and you can ask seven of them. If you can get that price from one of them, I'll let you ask the other two.

  • Mr. Eddy: Boy, that's smooth. Smooth as shit off a duck's ass!

  • Sheila: What do you want?

    Pete Dayton: Wanna go for a drive?

    Sheila: [coyly] I don't know.

    Pete Dayton: Get in, baby.

  • David Bowie: [singing] Funny how secrets travel...

  • [laying on the ground with his throat slashed by Fred and the Mystery Man]

    Mr. Eddy: [gagging from his bloody throat] What do you guys want?

    [the Mystery Man pulls out a hand-held Watchman TV and gives it to Mr. Eddy who looks on it to see an interior of Andy's house at night with with Mr. Eddy and Renee watching a snuff-porno film while fondling each other beside the projector. The image suddenly changes back to Fred and the Mystery Man standing before him in the frame]

    Mystery Man: Now you can hand it back.

    Mr. Eddy: [as he hands the portable TV back] You and me, mister... we can really out-ugly them sonafabitches. Can't we?

  • Fred Madison: What are you going to do?

    Renee Madison: Stay home. Read.

    Fred Madison: Read? Read what?

  • Mr. Eddy: You and me, mister... We can really out-ugly them sum'bitches... Can't we?

  • Pete Dayton: Where did you meet these fucking people?

  • Pete Dayton: It excited you?