From Dusk till Dawn

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. Sex Machine: Now let's kill that fuckin' band.

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Pete Bottoms: Whatsamatter? Earl McGraw: [sighs] Ah, it's just been a shit-ass day, every inch of it hot and miserable. First off, Nadine at the Blue Chip got some sorta sick, so that mongoloid boy of hers was working the grill. That fucking idiot don't know rat shit from Rice Krispies. I ate breakfast at nine, was puking up pigs in a blanket like a sick dog by 10:30. Pete: Isn't there a law or something against retards serving food to the public? McGraw: Well, if there ain't there sure ought to be. Who knows what goes on inside mongoloid's mind? Pete: You could sue the shit out of her, you know. That kid belongs under a circus tent, not flipping burgers. You could own that fucking place. McGraw: What the hell would I do with that grease pit? Besides, Nadine's got enough of a cross to bear just taking care of that potato head.

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Pete Bottoms: [about McGraw] Look, he comes in here everyday, and we bullshit. He's used my toilet a thousand times. If I said no, he'd know somethin' was up. Seth Gecko: I want him out of here, in his car, and down the road within the next five minutes, or you can change the name of this place to Benny's World of Blood.

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Richie Gecko: The guy's back there taking a piss. Why don't I just go there, shoot him in the back of the head, and we'll get the hell outta here. Pete Bottoms: Don't do that! Look, you asked me to act natural, and I'm acting as natural. In fact, under the circumstances, I think I ought get a fuckin' Academy Award for how natural I'm acting.

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Seth Gecko: What did I tell you? What did I say to you?! I said "Buy the road map and leave". Richie Gecko: The fuck was I supposed to do, Seth? He recognized us. Seth: He didn't recognize shit! Richie: Seth, I'm telling you. The way he looked at us, you especially, I knew he knew. Seth: "Low profile". Do you understand the meaning of the words "low profile"? Richie: "Hey, Richie, how's your hand?" It hurts like a fucking son of a bitch. Thanks for asking, Seth! Seth: Let me tell you what "low profile" is not! It is not taking girls hostage! It is not shooting police officers! It is not setting fire to a building! Richie: Bitch, bitch, bitch.

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Seth Gecko: So, what's the story with you two, you a couple of fags? Jacob Fuller: He's my son. Seth: How's that happen? You don't look Japanese. Jacob: Neither does he. He looks Chinese. Seth: Oh. Well, excuse me all to hell.

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