Quotes

Planet Terror

Doctor Block: Self preservation comes to mind. Doctor Block: I'm gonna eat your brains and gain your knowledge. Quentin Tarantino/Rapist: I ain't never seen a one-legged stripper. I've seen a stripper with one breast. I've seen one with twelve toes. But I ain't never seen one with one leg...and I've been to Morocco.

Dialogue

J.T.: Hey, hey. You want some barbeque? Best in Texas. Cherry: Oh, no thanks. J.T.: What's the matter? You don't eat meat? Cherry: Oh, I eat meat. I also eat lots of shit. Cherry: [grins] See that? J.T.: What's that? Cherry: Shit-eating grin. J.T.: [laughs] You ought to be a comedian.

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J.T.: [after being uncocious on the floor tastes the BBQ sauce in his shirt] I finally found my award-winning barbecue sauce! Sheriff Hague: Your blood's on it. J.T.: [after tasting the blood on his head] God damn it, he's right.

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Quentin Tarantino/Rapist: You know what this is? Cherry: A gun? Quentin Tarantino/Rapist: It's simplicity itself. You see you point it at what you want to die, then you pull the little trigger here, and a little bullet comes out here and the bullet hits you right there. [pokes her forehead] And you know what? You don't look like Ava Gardner no more.

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Stuntman Mike: Do I frighten you? [Arlene nods] Is it my scar? Arlene: It's your car.

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Pam: So what's your name, Icy? Stuntman Mike: Stuntman Mike. Pam: Stuntman Mike's your name? Stuntman Mike: You ask anybody. Pam: Hey, Warren. Who is this guy? Warren: Stuntman Mike. Pam: And who the hell is Stuntman Mike? Warren: He's a stuntman.

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Pam: How did you get into the stuntman industry? Stuntman Mike: I'd assume the way everyone else gets into it. Pam: How is that? Stuntman Mike: My brother got me into it. Pam: And who's your brother? Stuntman Mike: Stuntman Bob.

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Pam: [to Julia and Abernathy] Listen, double fucks, he's just giving me a ride. I'm not gonna fuck him! Stuntman Mike: I can hear you. Pam: [walks further away from him; lowers her voice] He's old enough to be my dad! Stuntman Mike: I can still hear you!

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Stuntman Mike: Alright Pam, which way are you heading? Pam: Right. Stuntman Mike: That's too bad... Pam: Why? Stuntman Mike: Well there was a fifty-fifty chance on which direction you'd take. You see we're both going left, you could've just as easily been going the same and if that happened it might have been awhile before you started to get scared. But seein' as you're going right, I'm afraid you're gonna have to get scared...immediately.

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Pam: Hey, I, I get it. It's just a joke. I know all about jokes but if you can just let me out now, I promise I won't tell anybody because I know it's a joke. Please just- Stuntman Mike: Hey Pam, remember how I said this car is death proof? Well that wasn't a lie, this car is a hundred percent death proof. But in order to get the full benefit of it honey, you really need to be sitting in my seat. [slams on the brakes and sends Pam face first into the dashboard, killing her]

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Lee: You carry a gun? Kim: Uh-Huh. Lee: Do you have a license to carry it? Kim: Yeah, when I became a secret service agent, they gave me a license. Lee: Oh, I didn't know you were. Ok. I didn't say it. Stop looking at me. I didn't say it. God! Did you know Kim carried a gun? Abernathy: Yes. Yeah. Do I approve? No. Do I know? Yes. Kim: I don't know what futuristic utopia you live in, but in the world I live in, a bitch needs a gun. Abernathy: You can't get around the fact that people who carry guns, tend to get shot more than people who don't. Kim: And you can't get around the fact that if I go down to the laundry room in my building at midnight enough times, I might get my ass raped! Lee: Don't do your laundry at midnight. Kim: Fuck that! I wanna do my laundry whenever the fuck I want to do my laundry. Abernathy: There are other things you can carry other then a gun. Pepper spray. Kim: Uh, muthafucka tryin to rape me, I don't want to give him a skin rash. I wanna shut that nigga down!

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Kim: Oh you know I can't let you go... Abernathy: Kim? Kim: Not without tappin' that ass... Zoe: Umm Kim? Kim: One... More... Time!

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[to Butterfly] What about kinda cute, kinda hot, kind of sexy, hysterically funny but not funny looking guy who you could fuck did you not understand?

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Shanna: Where the hell is Lana Frank?! Julia: That's a good fucking question!

Werewolf Women of the SS

THIS... is my Mecca! [bursts into sinister laughter]

About

Q: So is the point of Grindhouse for the two of you to make the best ”crappy” movie you can? Tarantino: You’re bringing all the judgment there. That’s your adjective. I never use the term crap. Ever! These are not so-bad-they’re-good movies. I love this stuff! And that’s what we want to re-create. For lack of a better word, we want Grindhouse to be a ride. I think we could both go out with our movies and have them stand on their own. But what’s so good about this is it’s two movies, and trailers, and bad prints, and if a little bit of gang violence breaks out in the theater, all the better! It just makes the whole experience more interactive!

About

Wired: How did you and Tarantino dream up Grindhouse? Rodriguez: I would go to Quentin's house, and he'd screen several old trailers from the '70s, like Vanishing Point, Rolling Thunder, some sexsploitation and zombie stuff. Then he'd play a feature — all scratched up with missing reels and things — then more trailers and then a second feature. It's a great experience to watch movies this way. I told Quentin, "We should do a double feature. I'll do one, and you do one." We came up with most of the movie right there. Wired: Tarantino's film is about murders on a movie set — yours is a zombie flick? Rodriguez: It's about a small town that gets taken over by a military chemical weapon. It started out as a zombie movie, but when I was reading the script to a doctor friend, he kept saying, "I know what that is. That's necrotizing fasciitis." So it's all based on realistic stuff. Different viral infections that make people psychotic. It feels very much like a John Carpenter movie.