Alex: The drug guy, he's a dirty bastard you know. Yeah, he likes boys.
Oscar: Who is this?
Linda: Bruno, the guy that gave me drugs. Don't even take a drink. You take a drink, you might wake up two days later with his shit in your mouth, you know.
[pause] Or your own shit, you know. I should be able to get him to see you today but I won't come back with you so you should be careful. You know what his new trick is? He can't even be turned on by fucking now, so what he does is...
Oscar: [looking over the balcony] Hey... I'm not gonna *jump* from here, am I?
Alex: Hey, once a new guy gives him a blowjob, yeah, he sticks his finger inside his own ass, and then he wipes his finger on the back of their head. So they walk around with shit on their hair.
Sutter: Yes, I do, as a matter of fact. I don't like outside influence.
Howard Spence: Outside?
Sutter: That's right. The world at large. It's a nasty place. Why allow it in? Livestalk reports, Navajo chanting, beheadings, bestiality. Nothing's changed. Black Death, the Inquisition, the Crusades, conquest of Mexico. What's changed?