Kathie Bleeker: You're still fighting, aren't you. You're always fighting. Why do you hate everybody?
Johnny: Nobody tells me what to do. You keep needlin' me, if I want to, I'm gonna take this joint apart and you're not gonna know what hit you.
Chino: I love you, Johnny. I've been looking in every ditch from Fresno to here hoping you was dead.
Kathie Bleeker: I wish I was going someplace. I wish you were going someplace. We could go together.
Kathie Bleeker: Why are you trying to be so rude?
Johnny: I don't like cops.
Sheriff Singer: I don't know if there's any good in you. I don't know if there's anything in you. But, I'm gonna take a big fat chance... and let you go.
Chino: That's better Johnny. You know I miss you. Ever since the club split up, I miss you. We all missed ya... you miss 'im? yea. The Beetles missed ya. All the Beetles missed ya. Come on Johnny, let's you and me go inside and have a beer.
Johnny: I'm afraid of you? Are you cracked?
