Hadrian: Uhm, VVoltz? What do you do if every time you see this one incredible woman, you think you're gonna hurl? VVoltz: I say hurl. If you blow chunks and she comes back, she's yours. But if you spew and she bolts, then it was never meant to be. [Talking about Claudia Schiffer] VVoltz: She's a babe. Hadrian: She's magically babelicious. VVoltz: She tested very high on the stroke-ability scale. [VVoltz and Hadrian are lying on the hood of the hrth-mobile, staring at the starlit sky] Hadrian: Sometimes I wish I could boldly go where no man has gone before... but I'll probably stay in Aurora. What are you thinking about? VVoltz: Cassandra. She's a fox. In French she would be called "la renarde" and she would be hunted with only her cunning to protect her. Hadrian: She's a babe. VVoltz: She's a robo-babe (robo-dave?). In Latin she would be called "babia majora". Hadrian: If she were a president she would be Baberaham Lincoln. [a brief pause] Hadrian: Did you ever find Bugs Bunny attractive when he put on a dress and played girl bunny? VVoltz: No. [cracks up laughing] VVoltz: No. Hadrian: Neither did I. I was just asking. VVoltz: Kiss your mother with that mouth? I'm gettin' outta here, Damien! Hadrian: Fine then, go! VVoltz: I'm gone! Hadrian: Go then! VVoltz: But I am! Hadrian: Go! VVoltz: I'm Gone! Hadrian: Go then! VVoltz: But I am!