Motorama (1991)
Jordan Christopher Michael: Gus
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Quotes
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Darrell, Kidnapping Husband : You stole our gasoline, fella.
Gus : I know, I'm sorry...
Darrell, Kidnapping Husband : Bwa, bwa! He's sorry. Ha-ha! He's sorry! Let's teach this little puke a lesson.
Gus : Look, man, I don't know what the hell you're talking about. But whatever you want, you got it. Okay? Just, please, my eye...
Kidnapping Wife : Oh, my god! Darrel, look at him!
Darrell, Kidnapping Husband : Yeah. I must have hit him with my ring.
Gus : Please, get a doctor!...
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Boy at Picnic : Hey! That man only has one eye!
Gus : Oh, that's allright. I'm used to be the same way.
Boys Mother at Picnic : It's okay, Tommy, he doesn't mind. Go on. What's funny about the man?
Boy at Picnic : He only has one eye...
Horseshoe Player : Come on!
Boy at Picnic : He only has one eye.
Boys Mother at Picnic : Louder!
Boy at Picnic : He only has one eye!
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Vern : Hey, old pirate.
Gus : Old pirate?
Vern : How about it, friend? $10 a go!
Gus : A-a... No, thanks, really.
Vern : Come on! It could be your lucky day.
Billy : New contest, over here!
Gus : Look, I really do not want to do this.
Vern : Come here. I'll tell you what. I'll let you win a couple of times if you start losing too much, okay?
Gus : Look, I said, "No". N-O, no, all right?
Vern : You sure now?
Gus : [views that Jerry comes into bar] Wait, wait a minute. did you say $10 a shot?
Vern : That's right.
Gus : Okay, let's do it!
Vern : You're on. Billy, you say, "when".
Billy : When.
Vern : [wins Gus and laughs]
Gus : Again.
Vern : Again. Again... Again.
[laughs]
Billy : Down $20. Way to go, Vern.
Vern : Again!
Gus : I thought you said you were going to let me win a little.
Vern : I lied.
[wins Gus]
Vern : Thirty!
[wins Gus twice]
Vern : Fifty!
Gus : $50, hold on!
Vern : Okay!
Gus : No, no! I mean, stop, no more game, forget it!
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Gus : I'd like this changed into bills, please.
Bank Teller : I have to count them. Just because you went and put them in rolls doesn't mean that I don't have to recount them.
Gus : All right, then, recount them.
Bank Teller : That could take hours.
Gus : Then it'll take hours.
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Gus : Damn! Damn! Damn! $10, $20 stinky bucks left!
[views a police car]
Gus : Hustle-hustle-hustle.
Jerry the Policeman : Hello, again!
Gus : Hey!
Jerry the Policeman : Where is your dad?
Gus : A-a... In the woods there, you know, a little rest stop. He couldn't hold it until the next gas station.
Jerry the Policeman : Your father sure has to go to the bathroom a lot.
Gus : A-a, yeah, diabetes, you know?
Jerry the Policeman : I hear you. Well, take care.
Gus : Take it easy!
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Gus : Look at yourself. You're acting like a little kid. What, did you think it would be easy or something?
[smokes and swings his head]
