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  • Raoul Duke: My attorney had never been able to accept the notion, often espoused by former drug abusers, that you can get a lot higher without drugs than with them, and neither have I for that matter.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: I'm a relatively respectable citizen. Multiple felon perhaps, but certainly not dangerous.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: All energy flows according to the whims of the Great Magnet. What a fool I was to defy him.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Nothing. Never mind, it was all a big joke. Actually, I'm poolside at the Flamingo right now, talking though a portable phone some dwarf brought out from the casino. I have total credit here. Don't come anywhere near this place, you bastard. Foreigners aren't welcome.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: If I put you in the pool right now you'll sink like a god damn stone. You took too much man, you took too much, too much. Don't try and fight it. You'll get brain bubbles, strokes, aneurisms. You'll just wither up and die.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Now this was a superior machine. Ten grand worth of gimmicks and high-priced special effects. The rear windows lit up with a touch like frogs in a dynamite pond. The dashboard was full of esoteric lights and dials and meters that I would never understand.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Total control now. Tooling along the main drag on a Saturday night in Vegas. Two good old boys in a fire-apple red convertible. Stoned. Ripped. Twisted. Good people.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: You people voted for Hubert Humphrey and you killed Jesus.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: In some circles, the Mint 400 is a far far better thing than the Superbowl, the Kentucky Derby, and the lower Oakland roller derby finals all rolled into one. This race attracts a very special breed.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Jesus, bad waves of paranoia, madness, fear and loathing - intolerable vibrations in this place. Get out. The weasels were closing in. I could smell the ugly brutes.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: I was right in the middle of a fucking reptile zoo, and somebody was giving booze to these goddamn things. Won't be long now before they tear us to shreds.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: Are you ready for that? Checking into a Vegas hotel under a phony name with intent to commit capital fraud and a head full of acid? I sure hope so.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: But our trip was different. It was to be a classic affirmation of everything right and true in the national character. A gross physical salute to the fantastic possibilities of life in this country. But only for those with true grit.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Well, you'll go straight to the gas chamber for this one. And even if you manage to beat that, they'll still send you back to Nevada for rape and consensual sodomy. She's got to go.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Panic. It crept up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy. All these horrible realities began to dawn on me. There I was. Alone in Las Vegas, completely twisted on drugs, no cash, no story for the magazine, and on top of everything else, a gigantic god damned hotel bill to deal with. How would Horatio Alger handle this situation? Stay calm. Stay calm.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Bazooko's Circus is what the whole hep world would be doing Saturday nights if the Nazis had won the war. This was the Sixth Reich.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: With a bit of luck, his life was ruined forever. Always thinking that just behind some narrow door in all of his favorite bars, men in red woolen shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Panic. It crept up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy. All these horrible realities began to dawn on me. There I was. Alone in Las Vegas, completely twisted on drugs, no cash, no story for the magazine, and on top of everything else, a gigantic god damned hotel bill to deal with. How would Horatio Alger handle this situation? Stay calm. Stay calm.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. A normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side. This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop heart. Make the bastard chase you. He will follow. But he won't know what to make of your blinker signal that says you are about to turn right. This is to let him know you're pulling off for a proper place to talk. It will take him a moment to realize that he's about to make a 180 degree turn at speed, but you will be ready for it. Brace for the g's, and fast heel-toe work.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: If the pigs were gathering in Vegas, I felt the drug culture should be represented as well. And there was a certain bent appeal in the notion of running a savage burn on one Las Vegas hotel, and then just wheeling across town and checking into another. Me and a thousand ranking cops from all over America. Why not? Move confidently into their midst.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: [at a bizarre circus-themed casino] Bazooko's Circus is what the whole hep world would be doing Saturday nights if the Nazis had won the war. This was the Sixth Reich.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: You drive. You drive. I think there's something wrong with me.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: One of the things you learn from years of dealing with drug people, is that you can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (2 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Quick, like a bunny!
    ‐ Submitted by Vince C (2 years ago)

  • Hitchiker: Hot damn! I never rode in a convertible before!
    Raoul Duke: Is that right? Well I guess you're about ready, then, aren't you?
    Dr. Gonzo: We're your friends. We're not like the others, man, really.
    Raoul Duke: No more of that talk or I'll put the fucking leeches on you, understand? Get in.
    ‐ Submitted by David E (3 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Quick, like a bunny!
    ‐ Submitted by David E (3 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
    ‐ Submitted by Sandy S (3 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: This is bat country...
    ‐ Submitted by Tim R (3 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear!
    Dr. Gonzo: Don't tell me these things. Not now man.
    ‐ Submitted by James B (3 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: [spills the cocaine] Jesus! You see what God just did to us, man?
    Raoul Duke: God didn't do that, you did it. You're a fucking narcotics agent, I knew it!
    ‐ Submitted by James B (3 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: That bastard won't get away with this! What's going on in this country when a scum sucker like that can get away with sandbagging a Doctor of Journalism?
    ‐ Submitted by James B (3 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: If I put you in the pool right now you'll sink like a god damn stone. You took too much man, you took too much, too much. Don't try and fight it. You'll get brain bubbles, strokes, aneurisms. You'll just wither up and die.
    ‐ Submitted by James B (3 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: She fell in love with me, man. Eye contact, man.
    ‐ Submitted by James B (3 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Finish the fucking story, man! What Happened?!
    ‐ Submitted by Directors C (3 years ago)

  • Lucy: God Bless.
    ‐ Submitted by Directors C (3 years ago)

  • Dr. Gonzo: Oh, Lucy. I met her on the plane. Yeah, she's a religious freak. I gave her a cap before I realized... Jesus, she's never even had a drink before
    Raoul Duke: Well... it'll probably work out. We can keep her loaded and peddle her ass at the drug convention. Yeah. She's perfect for this gig. These cops will go fifty bucks a head to beat her into submission and then gang-fuck her. We can set her up in one of these back street motels, hang pictures of Jesus all over the room, then turn these fucking pigs loose on her. Hell, she's strong, man. She'll hold her own.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (3 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Well... it'll probably work out. We can keep her loaded and peddle her ass at the drug convention. Yeah. She's perfect for this gig. These cops will go fifty bucks a head to beat her into submission and then gang-fuck her. We can set her up in one of these back street motels, hang pictures of Jesus all over the room, then turn these fucking pigs loose on her. Hell, she's strong, man. She'll hold her own.
    Dr. Gonzo: Jesus Christ. I knew you were sick but I never expected to hear you actually say that kind of stuff, you filthy bastard.
    Raoul Duke: Straight economics, man. This girl is a godsend. Shit, she can make us a grand a day.
    Dr. Gonzo: That's ugly, man. Stop talking like that.
    Raoul Duke: I figure she can do about four at a time. If we keep her full of acid that's more like two grand a day. Maybe three.
    Dr. Gonzo: Hold on, man. What if I just jump you and beat the dog shit out of you? Would that make you feel better? You filthy bastard.
    Dr. Gonzo: All right, listen to me. In a few hours, she'll probably be sane enough to work herself into some kind of towering Jesus-based rage at the hazy recollection of being seduced by some kind of cruel Samoan who fed her liquor and LSD, dragged her to a Vegas hotel room and then savagely penetrated every orifice in her little body with his throbbing, uncircumcised member.
    ‐ Submitted by Sam F (3 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: We can't stop here. This is bat country!
    ‐ Submitted by Tyler S (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear!
    Dr. Gonzo: Don't tell me these things. Not now man.
    ‐ Submitted by Igor G (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: With a bit of luck, his life was ruined forever. Always thinking that just behind some narrow door in all of his favorite bars, men in red woolen shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know.
    ‐ Submitted by Igor G (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
    ‐ Submitted by Rocky F (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: I knew it, you're a goddamn narcotics agent.
    ‐ Submitted by tyler s (4 years ago)

  • Carnie Talker: Step right up and shoot the pasties off the nipples of a 10 foot bull dyke.
    ‐ Submitted by Jeremy F (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: [to Acosta] Please! Tell me about the fucking golf shoes.
    ‐ Submitted by Jon M (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: You people voted for Hubert Humphrey, and you killed Jesus.
    ‐ Submitted by Adin R (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.
    ‐ Submitted by Chris D (4 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear!
    ‐ Submitted by Rocky F (5 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.
    ‐ Submitted by Félix C (5 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half-full of cocaine and a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers laughers....Also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls [....] But the only thing that worried me was the ether. There is nothing in this world more helpless and irresponsible than a man in the depths of an ether binge....
    ‐ Submitted by Kevin K (5 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning.
    ‐ Submitted by Chris P (5 years ago)

  • Raoul Duke: One of the things you learn from years of dealing with drug people, is that you can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye.
    ‐ Submitted by Chris P (5 years ago)