Trash Quotes in 1990: The Bronx Warriors (1982)

Trash: You fuck! It could be a pile of shit out of someone's asshole!

Trash: You bastard! You work for the Manhattan Corporation!

Hammer: I work for nobody. I don't care about the Manhattan Corporation! I don't care about the girl, I don't care about politics, I don't care about anything! I believe in nothing. I'm Hammer - The Exterminator!

Trash: You're the biggest son of a bitch in the world. You're afraid somebody might remember you were born in the Bronx?

Hammer: No, you're wrong. I'm gonna make sure that nobody ever forgets.

Strike: [about the kidnapping plan] Hey wait a minute, wait a minute, what's in it for me?

Moon Grey: That's simple. If they want their president back, they have to put things back the way the were.

Trash: The Bronx will be back in the hands of the gangs, which means you'll go back to being the number one man for all the big robberies. Instead of hiding out down here, scratching your balls.

Strike: Hah! I like scratching my balls.

[Clark's attempt to escape ends with him staring down the barrel of Strike's shotgun]

Strike: You try that again and you'll look like a tea strainer.

President Clark: A hostage is no good dead. I must be worth something, if they're going through all that much fuss topside.

Trash: Then you know who to root for, right mister fucking Clark? Cause if we make it, so do you.

Alien: Okay, honey, if you really want the water, step on the gas and go. I'll take care of Crazy Bull.

Trash: You?

Alien: Yeah, even a son of a bitch has a soul.

Trash: Didn't you used to be an astronaut?

Papillon: That was so long ago, I couldn't even remember how to get to the moon!

Trash: Do you ever wonder about all the different ways of dying? You know, violently? And wonder, like, what would be the most horrible way to die?

Spider: I try not too think about dying too much.

Trash: Mm. Well for me, the worst way would be for a bunch of old men to get around me, and start biting and eating me alive.

Spider: I see.

Trash: First, they would tear off my clothes...

Chuck: Hey, somebody get some light over here, Trash is taking off her clothes again.

Spider: [after gang pulls up to warehouse] Man, what a hideous, ugly place!

Trash: I like it! It's a statement.

Tina: Why don't we go to the park?

Scuz: Oh we can't, the cops said they'd shoot us if we go back to the park.

Spider: Yeah, and I ain't in no mood to die tonight.

Trash: I like death.

Chuck: I like death with sex. Casey, do you like sex with death?

Casey: Yeah so fuck off and die.