Paul Hackett Quotes in After Hours (1985)

[after witnessing a murder through a window]

Paul Hackett: I'll probably get blamed for that.

Marcy: My husband was a movie freak. Actually, he was particularly obsessed with one movie, "The Wizard of Oz." He talked about it constantly. I thought it was cute at first. On our wedding night, I was a virgin. When we made love - you've seen the movie, haven't you?

Paul Hackett: "The Wizard of Oz"? Yeah.

Marcy: Well, whenever he - you know, when he came...

Paul Hackett: Yeah.

Marcy: ...he would scream out, "Surrender Dorothy!" That's all! Just "Surrender Dorothy!"

Paul Hackett: Wow.

Marcy: Instead of saying something normal like, "Oh, God," or something normal like that. I mean, it was pretty creepy! And I told him I thought so, but he just, he just couldn't stop, he just, he just couldn't stop, he just... couldn't stop.

[Paul has no money for a subway token]

Paul Hackett: Couldn't you just give me one token, please?

Subway Attendant: I can't do that. I may lose my job.

[Paul looks around and sees no one else in the station]

Paul Hackett: Well, who would know... exactly?

Subway Attendant: I could go to a party, get drunk, talk to someone... who knows?

[after sampling one of Marcy's joints]

Paul Hackett: What type of pot is this?

Marcy: Colombian.

Paul Hackett: That's a lie.

Marcy: What?

Paul Hackett: This isn't Colombian. I don't even think it's pot.

Marcy: That's what the guy who sold it to me said it was...

Paul Hackett: Well, the guy who sold it to you is a liar. So are you.

Marcy: Don't get upset, I just won't buy it from him anymore. Are you all right?

Paul Hackett: Where are those Plaster of Paris paperweights, anyway? I mean, that's what I came down here to see in the first place. Well, that's not entirely true, I came to see you, but where are the paperweights? That's what I wanna see now!

Marcy: What's the matter?

Paul Hackett: I said I wanna see a Plaster of Paris bagel and cream cheese paperweight, now cough it up.

Marcy: Right now?

Paul Hackett: Yes, right now!

Marcy: They're in Kiki's bedroom.

Paul Hackett: Then get 'em, cause as we sit here chatting, there are important papers flying rampant around my apartment cause I don't have ANYTHING to hold them down with.

Street Pickup: Why don't you just go home?

Paul Hackett: Pal, I've been asking myself that all night.

Paul Hackett: I want to live.

Paul Hackett: What do you want from me? I'm just a word processor!

[Paul is trying to get into a nightclub]

Club Berlin Bouncer: Got any money?

Paul Hackett: Yes I got money. Is that what this is all about, you want money? Why didn't you ask for that in the first place man. Here, it's all I got.

[gives the Bouncer a quarter]

Club Berlin Bouncer: I'll take your money 'cos I don't want you to feel you left anything untried. Now, you keep the quarter...

[gives Paul his quarter back]

Club Berlin Bouncer: ...but you still have to wait a few minutes.

Horst: That was rude of you, Paul.

Paul Hackett: I don't know what came over me.

Horst: Lack of discipline.

Paul Hackett: Possibly.

Paul Hackett: Which way you headed?

Marcy: Downtown, SoHo.

Paul Hackett: Oh, nice... nice. A loft?

Marcy: Yeah, she's a sculptress. Lately she's been making these Plaster of Paris bagel and cream cheeses.

Paul Hackett: Really...

Marcy: She's tryin to sell 'em as paperweights. You wanna buy one?

Paul Hackett: Paperweights?... uh, yeah I would. How much are they?

Marcy: I don't know. Well, if you think you might be interested, her number is 243-3460.

Paul Hackett: 243-3460.

Marcy: Her name's Kiki Bridges.

Paul Hackett: Kiki Bridges, okay.

Marcy: Nice talkin' to ya.

Paul Hackett: Yeah, great talkin' to you.

Paul Hackett: Is Marcy here?

Kiki: She had to go to the all-night drugstore.

Paul Hackett: Is she all right?

Kiki: It's under control.

Paul Hackett: You have a great body.

Kiki: Yes. Not a lot of scars.

Paul Hackett: Boy, I'm sorry. I guess I've really been runnin' you through the mill tonight.

Marcy: It's okay, I'm used to it.

Paul Hackett: What's your name?

Julie: Julie.

Paul Hackett: My name's Paul.

Julie: Rough night, Paul?

Julie: Hey Paul, do you like my hairdo?

Paul Hackett: Yes... yes, I do.

Julie: Then why don't you touch it?

[first lines]

Paul Hackett: [Paul and Lloyd in front of a computer terminal] Alright, punch. Punch it in.

Lloyd: Right.

Paul Hackett: Okay, let's, first of all, refresh the screen here. Alright, and go into "format ruler".

[Lloyd punches at the keyboard]

Paul Hackett: There.

Lloyd: All right. Now, file?

Paul Hackett: Right.

Lloyd: Right?

[presses a key]

Lloyd: And it's in memory?

Paul Hackett: Right. And?

[Lloyd thinks]

Paul Hackett: Mark this down in the prefix...

Lloyd: Right.

Paul Hackett: ...file codes.

Lloyd: Prefix code. Right, right, right.

[Lloyd punches in the code]

Paul Hackett: Good. Yeah, you got it. Another week, you'll have it down.

Marcy: I was raped once. As a matter of fact it happened right here in this very room. I lived here once. He came in through there on the fire escape. He held a knife to my throat and said if I made a move, he'd cut my tongue out. He tied me to the bed... he took his time... six hours.

Paul Hackett: My god... Was he, uh... did they get this guy?

Marcy: No. Actually it was a boyfriend of mine. To tell you the truth, I slept through most of it. So... there you are.