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Seth Gecko (Character)
from From Dusk Till Dawn (1996)

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From Dusk Till Dawn (1996)
Seth: I know that I have put you through hell, and I know that I have been one rough pecker. But from here on out, you are all in my cool book.

[last lines]
Seth: [to Katie] I may be a bastard, but I'm not a fucking bastard.

Seth: All right, vampire killers... let's kill some fucking vampires.

Seth: So, what's the deal with you two, you a couple of fags?
Jacob: He's my son.
Seth: Yeah, how's that happen? You don't look Japanese.
Jacob: Neither does he. He looks Chinese.
Seth: Oh, ooh, well excuse me all to hell.

Pete Bottoms: Look, he comes in here everyday, we bullshit; he's used my bathroom about a thousand times; if I told him no, he'd know somethin' was up.
Seth: Okay, I want him out of here, in his car, and down the road or you can change the name of this place to Benny's World of Blood.

Seth: Well, your best better get a hell of a lot fucking better, or you are gonna feel a hell of a lot fucking worse.

Seth: [talking to Jacob Fuller about his wife's death in a car crash] Died instantly?
Jacob: Not quite. She was trapped in the wreck for about... six hours before she passed on.
Seth: Yeah, those acts of God really stick it in and break it off, don't they?
Jacob: Yes, they do.

Richie: Where are my glasses?
Seth: They, uh... they broke when you fell.
Richie: Oh, fuck, Seth, these are, like, my only pair!
Seth: Don't worry about it, we'll get you another pair.
Richie: What do you mean, "don't worry about it"? Of course I'm gonna worry about it, I can't fuckin' see.
Seth: I'll take care of it when we get to El Rey.
Richie: Yeah, like some Mexican hole-in-the-wall's gonna have my fucking prescription.

Jacob: Are you so much a fucking loser, you can't tell when you've won?
Seth: What did you call me?
Jacob: Nothing. I didn't make a statement. I asked a question. Would you like me to ask it again?
Seth: Umm-hmm.
Jacob: Are you such a loser you can't tell when you've won? The entire state of Texas, along with the F.B.I., is looking for you. Did they find you? No. They couldn't. You've won, Seth, enjoy it.

Seth: Fight now, cry later.

Santanico Pandemonium: I'm not gonna drain you completely. You're gonna turn for me. You'll be my slave. You'll live for me. You'll eat bugs because I order it. Why? Because I don't think you're worthy of human blood. You'll feed on the blood of stray dogs. You'll be my foot stool. And at my command, you'll lick the dog shit from my boot heel. Since you'll be my dog, your new name will be "Spot". Welcome to slavery.
Seth: No, thanks. I've already had a wife.
[shoots the rope holding the wooden chandelier, which impales her]

Frost: I came to my senses. I realized I killed the entire V.C. Squad singlehanded. There was blood... and chunks of yellow flesh clinging to my bayonet. To this day, I don't remember...
[Frost's story get's cut off when Sex Machine bites him; Frost screams; bites Jacob; eventually overpowers Kate and Seth, but not before going toward Scott]
Frost: He fuckin' bit me! FUCKIN' BIT ME!
Sex Machine: What are you gonna do about it?
Frost: Come on, Sex Machine!
[Grabs Sex Machine and tosses him to the front doors]
Seth: Oh... shit!

Kate: Are you okay?
Seth: Peachy, Kate. The world's my oyster, except for the fact that I just rammed a wooden stake in my brother's heart because he turned into a vampire, even though I don't believe in vampires. Aside from that unfortunate business, everything's hunky-dory.

Seth: Do you have a cross?
Jacob: In the Winnebago.
Seth: In other words, no.
Scott Fuller: What are you talking about? We got crosses all over the place. All you gotta do is put two sticks together and you got a cross.
Sex Machine: He's right. Peter Cushing does that all the time.
Seth: Okay, I'll buy that.

Seth: Okay hard drinkers, let's drink hard. I'm buyin'.

Carlos: So, what, were they psychos, or...
Seth: Did they look like psychos? Is that what they looked like? They were vampires. Psychos do not explode when sunlight hits them, I don't give a fuck how crazy they are!

[after Richard blows up Benny's World of Liquor]
Seth: "Low profile." Do you know what the words "low profile" mean?

Seth: [to hostage Gloria] You. Plant yourself in that chair.
Hostage Gloria: What are you gonna do with...
Seth: I said "plant yourself." Plants don't talk.

Richie: Shit, I started to get worried. Where the fuck ya been?
Seth: Sight seein'.
Richie: What'd ya see?
Seth: Cops.

Seth: So what are you, Jacob? A faithless preacher? Or a mean motherfuckin' servant of God?
Jacob: I'm a mean, mhm mhm servant of God.

Seth: Do you think this is who I am? I am a professional thief; I don't kill people I don't have to.

Seth: If you try to run, I've got six little friends and they can all run faster than you can.

Sex Machine: He's not your brother anymore.
Seth: Well, that is a matter of opinion and I do not give a fuck about yours.

Seth: Here is the peace in death I could not give you in life.

Kate: Seth, should I save the last bullets for us?
Seth: No, use 'em on the next two fucks that try to bite you!

Seth: Richie!
Richie: Yeah.
Seth: Put in your bit.
Richie: [to Kate and Scott] I grind my teeth.

Seth: [talking about the Titty Twister] You've never been here before?
Carlos: No. I drove by it a couple of times. It's a rowdy place, it's out in the middle of nowhere, there'd be no cops and it's open from dusk till dawn. And didn't you say you wanted to meet in the morning? Here we are.
Seth: Well since you just picked this place out of a hat, my brother is dead, that girl's entire fucking family is dead!
Carlos: What, were they psychos? Or...
Seth: Do they look like psychos? Is that what they look like? They were vampires! Psychos do not explode when sunlight hits them, I don't give a fuck how crazy they are!
Carlos: Seth, how can I make it up to you?
Seth: Can't make it up to me Carlos. I tell you, you can't do it. Can't make it up!
[has second thoughts on Carlos' deal]
Seth: 15%, instead of 30% for my stay in El Ray, that's a good start.
Carlos: 28.
Seth: My brother's gone, you understand that? He is gone, and he is not coming back, and that is your fault. 20.
Seth, Carlos: [shake on deal] 25.

Richie: [about their motel room] Do they have the X-rated channels?
Seth: No
Richie: Do they have HBO?
Seth: No.
Richie: Do they have a waterbed?
Seth: Nope.
Richie: Well what do they got?
Seth: They have four walls and a bed and that's all we need.

Seth: OK, ramblers. Let's get rambling.

Seth: [ducking behind a display case] Richie! You okay?
Richie: He shot me in the fucking hand, I told you he said help us!
Pete Bottoms: [screaming in pain] I NEVER SAID HELP US!
Seth: Well it doesn't matter now, because you've got about two fucking seconds to live!

Seth: Now, this is my kind of place.

Seth: We did it. We're in Mexico! We're fucking in Mexico you little piece of fucking shit!

Seth: Jacob, you're going to keep going down this road until you get to DiGallo. When you get to DiGallo, you're going to turn this big bastard left, and go a couple of miles until you see a bar called "The Titty Twister." And to my understanding, you cannot miss it.
Jacob: Then?
Seth: And then you stop, because that's where were going.

Seth: Why, out of all the God-forsaken shitholes in Mexico, do we have to meet here?
Carlos: One place's just as good as another.

Seth: I'm gonna kill every last one of you godless fuckin' pieces of shit!

Seth Gecko: Now I'm gonna ask you one question, and all I want is a yes or no answer: Do you wanna live through this?

Seth Gecko: You serve food here, Jose?
Razor Charlie: Best in Mexico.
Seth Gecko: I kinda doubt that.

[after first entering the Titty Twister bar]
Seth Gecko: I could become a regular.

Seth: And if there is a hell, and those sons of bitches are from it, then there has got to be a heaven... Jacob, there's gotta be.

Seth: I don't give a damn about living or dying anymore; all I care about is taking as many as those demons back to hell as I can.
Jacob: Amen.

Seth: [puts a gun to Sex-Machine's head] You touch my brother with that stake, biker, and vampires won't have to suck your blood. They'll be able to lick it up off the floor.

Seth: Richie, get back on the clock.
Richie: How many?
Seth: Three.

Seth: And I don't want to hear anything about "I don't believe in vampires" because *I* don't believe in vampires, but I believe in my own two eyes, and what *I* saw is fucking vampires!

Seth: Everybody be cool.
[to Pete]
Seth: YOU - be cool.

Seth: Rule number one: No noise, no question. You make a noise...
[holds up gun]
Seth: Mr... 44 makes a noise. You ask a question, Mr. 44 answers it.

Jacob: Does anybody know what's going on here?
Seth: I know what's going on. We got a bunch of fucking vampires out there, trying to get in here and suck our fucking blood. And that's it. Plain and simple. I don't want to hear anything about "I don't believe in vampires," because I don't fucking believe in vampires, but I believe in my own two eyes, and what I saw, is fucking vampires. Now, do we all agree that what we are dealing with is vampires?
Kate: Yes.

Seth Gecko: We need to have a talk. What's your name?
Hostage Gloria: Gloria.
Seth Gecko: Hello, Gloria, I'm Seth. That's my brother Richie. Let's cut to the chase. I'm going to ask you one question, and all I want is a yes or no answer. Do you want to live through this?
Hostage Gloria: Yes.
Seth Gecko: Good. Rule #1: No noise. No questions. If you make a noise,
[He pulls out his gun]
Seth Gecko: Mister .44 makes a noise. If you ask a question, Mister .44 answers it. Now are you absolutely, positively clear about Rule #1?
Hostage Gloria: Yes.
Seth Gecko: Rule #2: You do what we say when we say it. If you don't, see Rule #1. Rule #3: Don't you ever try and fucking run on us,
[He puts his gun to her head, she closes her eyes]
Seth Gecko: because I got six little friends and they can all run faster than you can. Open your eyes.
[She does]
Seth Gecko: Gloria, you hang in there, you follow the rules, and you don't fuck with us, and you'll get out of this alive. I give you my word. Okay?
[She nods]

Seth: [upon finding the body of Gloria the hostage] Richard, what's wrong with you? Is it me? Is this my fault? Do think that this is what I am? I am a professional fucking thief. I don't kill people that I don't have to, and I don't rape women. What you are doing - what you are doing - what you are fucking doing, is not how it's done. Do you understand? Say "yes, Seth, I understand." Say "yes, Seth, I fucking understand."

Old Timer: [irritated by Seth's incessant ringing of the front desk bell] What the hell do you want?
Seth: What do you think I want, you mean old bastard? I want a fucking room.
Old Timer: [quietly shocked] Okay, alright.
[tosses Seth room keys]

"From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series: Santa Sangre (#2.10)" (2015)
[Seth stakes the vampire waitress]
Seth Gecko: Service sucked anyway.