Sean: Satan is in the house. He killed my mom... and turned her into a bull.
Stevo: I love you guys, don't get me wrong. But for the first time in my life I'm eighteen and I can say fuuuuck youuu.
Stevo: To be an anarchist in Salt Lake City was certainly no easy task, especially in 1985. And having no money, no job, no plans for the future, the true anarchist position was in itself a strenuous job.
Stevo: You're a Nazi.
Dad: Nazi, I'm Jewish, Steven, how can I be a Nazi?
Stevo: That's the worst. Dad, look at this. What kinda, what kinda car is this?
Dad: That would be a Porshe.
Stevo: A Porshe, that you bought at a Volkswagen dealership. Volkswagen, right? For the people who designed it? Who made that possible, Let me give you a hint, Adolf Hitler.
Dad: IT'S just A CAR.
Stevo: What do you do when your foundation falls apart? I don't know. They don't teach you that in school.
Stevo: Where were we going? I mean, really, what was happening? This life, it was crazy. I felt tired. I mean, halfway through the season, I just felt, inside, I was so tired. And I had this wave of melancholy just like sweep through me.
Sean: I can't get off this chair or I'll drown, wanna know why, Bob? 'Cause I can't swim.
Stevo: Posers were people who looked like punks but they did it for fashion. And they were fools, they'd say "anarchy in the UK." What the fuck's that? Anarchy in the UK. What good is that to those of us in Utah, America? It was a Sex Pistols thing. They were British, they were allowed to go on about Anarchy in the UK. You don't live your life by lyrics.
Stevo: It's like fucking Jesus Christ took a shit and it landed right here, so you can be happy all you fucking want.
Nurse: You here to visit?
Mike: Yes. I think we're all excited to see how he's doing.
Nurse: Have you seen "The Exorcist"?
Nurse: Did you like it?
Mike: Yeah. Is this dangerous?
Nurse: Not clinically.
Stevo: What does that mean?
Heroin Bob: Well, it's a crazy fucked up world and we're all just floating along waiting for someone who can walk on water, man.
Stevo: I rest my case on this: In a country of lost souls rebellion comes hard. But in a religiously oppressive city, where half it's population isn't even of that religion, it comes like fire.
Mike: So Mark. How you doin' old man?
Mark: Fuck! I'm not old motherfucker.
Mike: Oh no, I just... no, I mean... you're older than anyone else here.
Mark: It depends on how you look at it. I'm young in my heart! Younger then any of these assholes over there.
Bob: Chemicals man, they'll fuck you up.
Stevo: There's nothing going on. That's what I saw when I looked out over the city: nothing. How the Mormon settlers looked upon this valley and felt that it was the promised land is beyond me. I don't know, maybe it looked different back then.
Sean: No, you're not Jesus, you're Bob.
Bob: I'm Bob.
Stevo: You see life is like that. We change, that's all. You see, the guy I am now is not the guy I was then. If the guy I was then met the guy I am now he'd beat the shit out of me. Those are the facts.
Sean: You know what Bob? You ARE Jesus.
Heroin Bob: That's right... Why do you ask?