John Dillinger was killed behind that theater in a hale of FBI gunfire.
And do you know who tipped them off?
All he wanted to do was go to the movies.

High Fidelity
Dick:I guess it looks as if youre reorganizing your records.
What is this though?
What came first, the music or the misery?

Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable?
Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
Rob
If you really wanted to screw me up, you shouldve gotten to me earlier.
Were no longer called Sonic Death Monkey.
Rob:Just cmon.
What would it mean to you, that sentence I havent seen Evil Dead II, yet?
Barry:Well, to me it would mean you were a liar.
Youve seen it twice: once with Laura Oops!
and once with me and Dick, remember?
Theyre about girls, right?
But I have to say my all-time favorite book is Johnny Cashs autobiography Cash by Johnny Cash.
Oh, thats not obvious enough Rob.
How about the Beatles?
Or fucking… fucking Beethoven?
Barry
I lost it.
I lost it all- faith, dignity… about 15 pounds.
Dont tell anyone you dont own Blonde on Blonde.
Its gonna be okay.
Some people never got over Vietnam or the night their band opened for Nirvana.
I guess I never got over Charlie.
Because Marvin Gaye and Art Garfunkel make pop records.Rob:Made.
Marvin Gaye is dead.
His father shot him.
Should I bolt every time I get that feeling in my gut when I meet someone new?
Charlie, you fucking bitch.
Lets work it out.
Fetish properties are not unlike porn.
Id feel guilty taking their money, if I wasnt… well… kinda one of them.
Laura:Listen, Rob, would you have sex with me?
Because I want to feel something else than this.
It either that, or I go home and put my hand in the fire.
Unless you want to stub cigarettes out on my arm.Rob:No.
I only have a few left, Ive been saving them for later.Laura:Right.
Itll have to be sex, then.Rob:Right.
Barry:Holy shit.
She didnt make me miserable, or anxious, or ill at ease.
You know, it sounds boring, but it wasnt.
It wasnt spectacular either.
It was just good.
Rob, top five musical crimes perpetuated by Stevie Wonder in the 80s and 90s.
Barry:OK, buddy, uh, I was just tryin to cheer us up so go ahead.
I made that tape special for today.
My special Monday morning for you… special.Rob:Well, its fuckin Monday afternoon!
You should get out of bed earlier!
I can see now I never really committed to Laura.
I guess it made more sense to commit to nothing, keep my options open.
By tiny, tiny increments.
Customer:Hi, do you have the song I Just Called To Say I Love You?
Do we look like the kind of store that sells I Just Called to Say I Love You?
Go to the mall.
I couldve wound up having sex back there.
And what better way to exorcise rejection demons than to screw the person who rejected you, right?
But you wouldnt be sleeping with a person, youd be sleeping with the whole sad, single-person culture.
Itd be like sleeping with Talia Shire in Rocky if you werent Rocky.
Rob:Barry, youre over 30 years old.
Barry:I owe it to myself to go RIGHT to the edge, Rob!
And this band does exactly that.
Over the edge, in fact!
Customer:Do you have Soul?Rob:That all depends.