"That was Under My Wheels by Alice Hooper"

"It was owned by an eccentric billionaire. He thought the air was poisoned, so he put in a filtration system. Your name is 'Hughes'? No, we don't have credit here. You were choked in your Nissan? I guess the filter will work. Sure, the car will start. A bank draft? Why sure. You lived at a 911 address right after 9/11? That's really something. You could not breathe? Well, this is the used car for you. Ron! Get this car ready! He's got a big check! His name is Hughes. No shit! Where 'ya from?"

"Let's go out to Sherman Oaks and get some organic dates. What? Didn't I tell you? I don't talk that damn spy talk!"

Who?