Also auf deutsch hört sich das für mich irgendwie alles eher lächerlich an. Im O-Ton ist's viiieeel cooler!
I may be a bastard, but I'm not a fuckin' bastard.
Sex Machine: So what's your name, darlin'?
Kate: Kate. What's yours?
Sex Machine: Sex Machine, pleased to meet you.
Chet Pussy: Pussy, pussy, pussy! All pussy must go. At the Titty Twister we're slashing pussy in half! This is a pussy blow out! Make us an offer on our vast selection of pussy! We got white pussy, black pussy, Spanish pussy, yellow pussy, hot pussy, cold pussy, wet pussy, tight pussy, big pussy, bloody pussy, fat pussy, hairy pussy, smelly pussy, velvet pussy, silk pussy, Naugahyde pussy, snappin' pussy, horse pussy, dog pussy, chicken pussy, fake pussy! If we don't have it, you don't want it!
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Seth: Now, is my shit together, or is my shit together?
Richie: Your shit is forever together!
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.
[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 planning on doing with...
Seth: I said plant yourself. Plants don't talk.
Seth: Let me explain the house rules. Follow the rules, we'll get along like a house on fire. 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: If you try to run, I've got six little friends and they can all run faster than you can.
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.
Sex Machine: He ain't your brother no more.
Seth: Well, that's a matter of opinion and I don't give a fuck about yours.
Seth: I wish you the peace in death I could never give you in life.
Kate: Seth, should I save the last two bullets for us?
Seth: No, use 'em on the next two of these fucks that try to bite you!
Titty Twister Guitarist & Vocalist: Fuck you everybody, goodnight
Chet Pussy: You know what they say about me? I suck!
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.
Ich bin jetzt zu faul die ganzen "Fu**"s rauszumachen. Denkt sie euch einfach weg und verzeiht mir
MfG Jochen