- Crypt Keeper: Poor Sylvia, eh, kiddies? Guess she heard the old saying, "if looks could kill"... so she did! Haha! Just goes to show ya, if you wanna sell yourself, take a look in the mirror, first.
- [the Crypt Keeper looks at his own reflection]
- Crypt Keeper: Eurgh! Well, see you next time, boys and ghouls!
- [laughs maniacally]
- Raven: You know somethin' honey, if I had a dollar for every time you stood in the mirror admirin' your face, I could get off these streets and retire to the Bahamas.
- Sylvia Vane: Yeah, well this face is my meal ticket, honey. I'm cold, let's go get some coffee.
- Raven: I don't know 'bout you, but my shit's *always* hot!
- Sylvia Vane: What is this? Let's Make a fuckin' Deal? Gimme the watch, or don't you see where I'm at?
- Sylvia Vane: I want it back, here's my ticket, the 10 grand plus 12%.
- Pawnbroker: You didn't look at this too careful, did ya? I told ya, the time limit was 4 months. 4 months from this day is the 4th. Today's the 5th.
- Sylvia Vane: You son of a bitch!
- Pawnbroker: I'm sorry.
- Sylvia Vane: Okay, how much?
- Pawnbroker: You missed the deadline, lady!
- Sylvia Vane: I know I missed the fuckin' deadline! If you wanna mark it up, mark it up! Just tell me how much?
- Pawnbroker: That's the way she used to look... she used to be so beautiful... now I need other women's beauty just to keep her that way... small price to pay, I think...
- Sylvia Vane: Look, I don't know what kinda crazy voodoo shit you're into, and I don't really care! But, but, but, we had a deal, man! Look!
- [tips her bag of valuables onto a table]
- Sylvia Vane: All that's worth more than a hundred thousand dollars! Now I want it back! Give it back to me! I want my beauty back!
- Crypt Keeper: [looking into a mirror] Mirror, mirror, on the wall... who's the *fearest* of them all?
- [the mirror shatters and the Crypt Keeper cackles]
- Crypt Keeper: Looks like I just bought 7 years' bad luck! Speaking of bad luck, it's time for another nasty little terror tale from my crawly collection... and this one's got a message, too. It's a story about greed, death and a girl, who learned that beauty... is Only Sin Deep!
- [laughs maniacally]
- Ronnie Price: Hello.
- Sylvia Vane: Hello yourself. All this yours?
- Ronnie Price: Mm-hm.
- Sylvia Vane: Mm, life's tough...
- Ronnie Price: I get by.
- Sylvia Vane: I don't wanna tear you away from your guests.
- Ronnie Price: Well, I saw you and let's just say something more important came up.
- Sylvia Vane: That sounds like a cheap sexual innuendo to me.
- Ronnie Price: Oh, I'm sorry. It was supposed to sound like an expensive one.
- [Sylvia looks over her shoulder and spots Ronnie's date eyeing the two suspiciously]
- Sylvia Vane: You don't think it's rude to leave your date, to go make a pass at another woman?
- Ronnie Price: Who's makin' a pass? We haven't even met yet...
- Sylvia Vane: True. I'm Sylvia Vane. That's V, A, N, E, as in weather.
- Ronnie Price: I'm Ronnie Price, as in, everyone has theirs.
- [Sylvia looks over her shoulder once more and spots Ronnie's date now looking extremely jealous]
- Sylvia Vane: Don't look now, but I think Miss Clairol might be gettin' the wrong idea...
- Ronnie Price: I was kinda hopin' the wrong idea might become the right idea...
- [Sylvia faces Ronnie, gets up close and then slaps him in the face]
- Ronnie Price: What are you? A psycho?
- Sylvia Vane: Just playin' hard to get...
- Pimp: How 'bout you, sweet thing, hm? Pretty girl like you... could use a manager, you hear where I'm at?
- Sylvia Vane: Yeah, well don't do me no favors, honey...
- Pimp: Yeah, uh,
- [grabs Sylvia]
- Pimp: just talkin' business, sweet thing.
- Sylvia Vane: I'm gonna say this once, you touch me again and I'll shoot your dick off!
- Pimp: Well you listen up, little girl! This is grown-up time out here, you wanna have an attitude, you might need some protection, yeah... pretty girl like you, could get ugly *real fast* with an attitude. You hear where I'm at, *sweet thing*?
- Raven: Shit... real smooth! You keep that shit up and you ain't gonna last another night out here!
- Sylvia Vane: Yeah? Well what makes you think I wanna last another night out here?
- Raven: Look, girlfriend, what else you think you got the right to be, huh?
- Sylvia Vane: Hmmm...
- [Sylvia points across the street, where Ronnie is seen exiting his limo and entering his apartment with a woman]
- Raven: Oh, well, well, well, well, well! If it isn't Mr. GQ! I tell ya, for the rich, every night's a party night!
- [Sylvia continues to stare and smirk]
- Raven: Dream on, honey! 'Cos ain't nobody invited you!
- Sylvia Vane: What's she got that I ain't got?
- Raven: Him!
- Sylvia Vane: Not for long, she don't...
- Raven: Oh, right and I'm from Missouri, honey, show me, hmmm?
- Sylvia Vane: You check this shit out!
- Sylvia Vane: I thought you weren't interested?
- Pawnbroker: I ain't interested in them things, but I can see you got somethin' that's worth a whole lot more.
- Sylvia Vane: Sorry, old man. I just retired from that business.
- Sylvia Vane: All I want is a simple answer to a simple question... what is happening to my face?
- Doctor: Well, you're under a great deal of stress...
- Sylvia Vane: Oh, you figured that out? Look at me! 48 hours ago, I could have had any man I wanted, now I can't even get arrested! I'm 21 years old! What am I gonna look like tomorrow?
- Ronnie Price: D'you think it's a little rude to slap the host and leave without sayin' goodbye?
- Sylvia Vane: Thank you very much, Mr. Price, you have a lovely apartment. G'night...
- Ronnie Price: Wait! I don't know the first thing about you. At least tell me why you came.
- Sylvia Vane: I haven't... yet. Look, we're both playing games, you know it and I know it. Truth is, you *do* know the first thing about me. You knew the second I walked in the room, the second I walked through that door... I'm the girl of your dreams, right?
- Ronnie Price: You wanna get out of here?
- Sylvia Vane: Thought you'd ever ask.