From Dusk Till Dawn (1996)
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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!
Chet Pussy: Attention pussy shoppers! Take advantage of our penny pussy sale! If you buy one piece of pussy at the regular price, you get another piece of pussy of equal or lesser value for only a penny! Try and beat pussy for a penny! If you can find cheaper pussy anywhere else, fuck it!
Seth: Okay hard drinkers, let's drink hard. I'm buyin'.
Seth: If you try to run, I've got six little friends and they can all run faster than you can.
Kate: Richie, would you do me a favor and eat my pussy for me... please?
Richie: Uhh... sure.
Richie: "How's your hand, Rich?" It hurts like a fucking son of a bitch, thanks for asking, Seth!
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?
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.
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.
Richie: He's in the bathroom. Why don't I just go in there, shoot him in the back of the head, and we can get the fuck out of here.
Pete Bottoms: Don't do that! Look, you asked me to act natural, I'm acting natural - in fact, under the circumstances, I think I ought get a fuckin' Academy Award for how natural I'm acting.
Sex Machine: What's your name, girlie?
Kate: Kate. What's yours?
Sex Machine: Sex Machine. Pleased to meet you, Kate.
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]
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: [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.
Seth: My brother's gone, you understand that? He is gone, and he is not coming back, and that is your fault. 20.
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: 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.
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.
Pete Bottoms: Hey, Earl
Earl McGraw: Yes, sir.
Pete Bottoms: What do ya know?
Earl McGraw: Well, it's a hot goddam day
Earl McGraw: Well, it's been one long goddamn hot miserable shit-ass fuckin' day every inch of the way.
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.
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.
Jacob: Every person who... chooses the service of God as his life's work has something in common. I don't care if you're a preacher, a priest, a nun, a rabbi or a Buddhist monk. Many, many times during your life you will look at your reflection in a mirror and ask yourself: am I a fool? I'm not going through a lapse; what I've experienced is closer to awakening.
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.
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?
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."
Richie: [while kicking Chet Pussy] Hi! How ya doin'! Enjoying it! Hope so!
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.
[on his impending vampirization]
Jacob: I'll be a lap dog of Satan.
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.
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?
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.
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.
Jacob: Has anybody here read a real book about vampires, or are we just remembering what a movie said? I mean a real book.
Sex Machine: You mean like a Time-Life book?
[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?
Old Timer: God damn you, God damn you... what the hell you want?
Seth: What do you think I want, you mean old bastard? I want a fucking room.
Old Timer: OK, all right.
Kate: Seth, should I save the last bullets for us?
Seth: No, use 'em on the next two fucks that try to bite you!
Richie: [about their motel room] Do they have the X-rated channels?
Richie: Do they have HBO?
Richie: Do they have a waterbed?
Richie: Well what do they got?
Seth: They have four walls and a bed and that's all we need.
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!
Earl McGraw: Jesus H. Christ, Pete. When you gonna learn that microwave food'll kill you faster than a bullet? I mean, them damn burritos ain't good for nothing but a hippie, when he's high on weed.
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.
Seth: And then you stop, because that's where were going.
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.
Titty Twister Guitarist & Vocalist: Fuck you everybody, good night!
[explosion as band disappears]
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.
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.
Scott Fuller: I swear to God in Jesus Christ's name.
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!
Frost: Yo monkeyman!
[grabs the attention of the vampire Big Emilio]
Frost: Anything you got to say to them, say to me first.