The Law of Vacant Places Quotes

Nikki Swango: You're the hand and I'm the glove.

Ray Stussy: You're the bottle and I'm the beer.

Nikki Swango: Or the beer and the glass in my case.

Ray Stussy: Hey! Dickhead!

Maurice LeFay: Huh?

Ray Stussy: I gotta place, turns out a place that needs some robbing. A little robbing, not wholesale burglary, just a specific... Just looking for a certain item. And if you do it... well let's just say... your little problem goes up in smoke.

Maurice LeFay: What are we talking about?

Ray Stussy: A stamp.

Maurice LeFay: A stamp?... Like a... postage stamp?

Ray Stussy: Yeah.

Maurice LeFay: Cool... Cool... So I mean, I know I'm the moron but...

Ray Stussy: It's not that kind of stamp numb nuts... It's a vintage stamp, it's got you know... sentimental value for me... It's my stamp.

Maurice LeFay: Your stamp.

Ray Stussy: But it's, you know, at someone else's house temporarily.

Maurice LeFay: Cool, cool... So why not just ask for it back?

Ray Stussy: Well it's, you know, complicated... Just get the damn stamp.

Maurice LeFay: You ever think about how they never put the morgue on the top floor of a hospital?... I notice stuff like that... It's always in the basement. It's like its own elevator.

Therapist: And... how does that make you feel?

Maurice LeFay: Huh? No... You asked me how I define the person called me... And I'm saying, I'm always having thoughts of... What do ya?... Insightful. For example, where does the President of United States buy his clothes? Do they shut down like a whole JC Penney? Just so he can try on a suit.

Therapist: There's a tailor, he comes to the White House.

Maurice LeFay: Now see, I didn't know that.

Therapist: Let's focus... So when you say your parole officer was mean to you before, how did that make you feel?

Maurice LeFay: You know, just not good, you know... I mean here I am, I'm trying, you know. Not hurting anybody, anymore. So...

[coughs]

Therapist: Are you getting high?

Maurice LeFay: [coughing] No...

[the paper with address flows off the car]

Maurice LeFay: Oh shit.