Favorite Human Traffic Quotes
The weekend has landed. All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties. I've got 48 hours off from the world, man. I'm gonna blow steam out my head like a screaming kettle, I'm gonna talk cod shit to strangers all night, I'm gonna lose the plot on the dance floor. The free radicals inside me are freakin', man! Tonight I'm Jip Travolta, I'm Peter Popper, I'm going to never-never land with my chosen family, man. We're gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did, anything could happen tonight, you know? This could be the best night of my life. I've got 73 quid in my back burner - I'm gonna wax the lot, man! The Milky Bars are on me! Yeah!Jip
Take me to a place where the drugs are free, the clubs have no gravity and every shag guarantees an orgasm!Lulu
I can voluntarily perform a fanny fart at all times.Nina
TV interviewer: Why do you come to these nights?
Lulu: I'd like to answer that one if I may.
Lulu: To get absolutely trashed.
I'm making love to the music man. And believe me, I can go all night.Moff
I'm having a monumental case of "Mr. Floppy."Jip
This could turn Hare Krishna into a Bad Bwoy!Koop
[while high] The Emperor... wants to conquer outer space. Yoda... wants to explore inner space.Moff
We wanna go somewhere else. We're not threatened by people anymore. All our insecurities have evaporated. We're in the clouds now. We're wide open. We're spacemen orbiting the earth. The world looks beautiful from here, man. We're nympholeptics, desiring for the unobtainable. We risk sanity for moments of temporary enlightenment. So many ideas. So little memory. The last thought killed by anticipation of the next. We embrace an overwhelming feeling of love. We flow in unison. We're together. I wish this was real. We want a universal level of togetherness, where we're comfortable with everyone. We're in rhythm. Part of a movement. A movement to escape. We wave goodbye. Ultimately, we just want to be happy. Heh, yeah, hang on, what the fuck was I just talking about?Jip
See ya later Pete, no one gives a fuck about ya.Moff
Koop: [on the phone] Are your legs open, you filthy little harlot?
Lulu: Is that you Koop?
Koop: Oh fuck, shit, sorry Lulu. Yeah, is Nina there please? Sorry. [mouths] Fucking wanker.
I fucking hate this job man. We spend nine hours a day, five days a week incarcerated in this wanky fucking store, having to act like C-3PO to any wanker who wants to condescend to us. We have to brown nose the customers, then we get abused by some... mini fucking Hitler who just gives us stick all day.Jip