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: Is everybody fucking everybody in this crazy God damn town?
: It's not just a car. It's a sixty-four-and-a-half Mustang convertible.
: See, that's the difference between you and me, and why you live here and I'm just passing through.
: Is everyone in this town on drugs?
: Ya think bad, then bad's what ya get. Bobby
: That's a pretty decent philosophy you got there. Darrell
: Yeah, well, no charge.
: You like Patsy Cline? I just love her. I wonder how come she don't put out no more new records. Bobby
: Because she's dead. Jenny
: Oh... that's sad. Don't that make you sad? Bobby
: I've had time to get over it.
: You're just an ignorant, inbred, tumbleweed hick.
: Darrell, 40,000 thousand people die every day. How come you're not one of 'em?
Toby N. Tucker
: I don't think you know who I am. The name's Toby N. Tucker. People round here call me TNT. You know why? Bobby
: Because they're not very imaginative? Toby N. Tucker
: 'Cause I'm just like dynamite, boy, and when I go off, somebody gets hurt.
: And a waitress named Flo.
: I don't know whether to fuck you... or kill you!
: Listen to me you stupid fuck... Darrell
: No! You listen to me goddamnit! Ya sorry son of a bitch! You owe me money! And this car aint goin' no place 'till I get it!
: You don't know what you're fighting for! Toby N. Tucker
: My honour! That's what I'm fighting for!
: You think bad, and bad's what you'll get. Bobby
: That's an interesting philosophy there, Darrell. Darrell
: Yeah. And no charge.
: I'm here to get my car back. Darrell
: You got the money?
[Bobby gives him the money
: Two hundred dollars in hundred dollar bills, this morning you was flat out broke. Bobby
: That's none of your fucking business. Darrell
: I don't want no dirty money. I run a clean business!
: [walks in on Bobby and Grace kissing
] Grace! Grace
: Jake! I thought you were in Phoenix. Jake McKenna
: Who the hell is this? Bobby
: Who the hell are you? Jake McKenna
: I'm her husband! Bobby
: [indicates his two missing fingers
] You should be more careful. Bobby
: Yeah I know...
: [looks at Jake
] What about him? Grace
: Let him watch. I want him to know what he's missing.
: [as he walks into the town of Superior for the first time
] Just like a town, only uglier.
: I'm about 50% Indian. Bobby
: You're pretty full of yourself. Bobby
: Yeah, I like that about me.
: What do you do? Grace
: A little of this, a little of that. Mostly I tell fortunes.
: What brings you to Superior, Bobby? Bobby
: Car overheated. Jake McKenna
: Darrell taking good care of you, is he? Bobby
: Darrell's dumb as a sack of hammers.
: You're a slimy bastard who'd have his wife killed to get his hands on some money. Jake McKenna
: What does that make you? Bobby
: The slimy bastard that's gonna' do it.
: I don't want to go to Mexico, Bobby. I want to stay with you. Don't you think I care about you? Bobby
: I think you're a lying, backstabbing, psycho bitch... and one day you'll kill me. But it's nice to know you care.