Seth: Okay hard drinkers, let's drink hard. I'm buyin'.
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.
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: [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.
Earl McGraw: Well, it's been one long goddamn hot miserable shit-ass fuckin' day every inch of the way.
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."
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?
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.
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.
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.