— Miles: "What do you mean destroyed? By desetr— What do you mean destroyed?"
Dr. Aragon: "Your brain will be electronically simplified."
Miles: "My brain? That's my second favourite organ!"
— Luna: "What's it feel like to be dead for 200 years?"
Miles: "It's like spending a weekend in Beverly Hills."
— Miles: "Do I believe in God? I am what you call a teleological existential atheist. I believe that there is an intelligence in the universe, with the exception of certain parts of New Jersey."
— Luna: "Do you wanna perform sex with me?"
Miles: "Perform sex? Uh, uh, I don't think I'm up to a performance, but I'll rehearse with you, if you like."
Luna: "Okay. I just thought you might want to; they have a machine here."
Miles: "Machine? I'm not getting into that thing. I, I'm strictly a hand operator, you know; I . . . I don't like anything with moving parts that are not my own."
Luna: "It's hard to believe that you haven't had sex for two hundred years."
Miles: "Two hundred and four, if you count my marriage."
— Luna: "But Miles, don't you see? Meaningful relationships between men and women don't last-- that was proven by science. You see, there's a chemical in our bodies that makes it so that we all get on each other's nerves sooner or later."
Miles: "Hey, that's science. I don't believe in science. I'm . . . I'm . . . you know, science is an intellectual dead end, you know. It's a number of guys in tweed suits cutting up frogs on foundation grants and—"
Luna: "Oh I see. You don't believe in science, and you also don't believe that political systems work, and, you don't believe in God, huh?"
Miles: "Right."
Luna: "So then, what do you believe in?
Miles: "Sex and death-- two things that come once in my lifetime . . . but at least after death, you're not nauseous."
— Woody Allen and Marshall Brickman, Sleeper (1973)
