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| I hate walking home late at night. You never know what kind of weirdos you'll run into. | |
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| I knew it! A weirdo, come to drag me into an alley and have their wicked way with me. Just my bloody bad luck. | |
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| I'm no weirdo! I'm Billy Corgan, of the Smashing Pumpkins and latterly Zwan. I'm not going to molest you, I just want to tie you to a lamppost and set fire to you. | |
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| Funny, you think she'd have said no. | |
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