Drexl Spivey Quotes in True Romance (1993)

Drexl Spivey: No thanks? What does that mean? Means you ate before you came down here? All full. Is that it? Naw, I don't think so. I think you're too scared to be eatin'. Now, see we're sittin' down here, ready to negotiate, and you've already given up your shit. I'm still a mystery to you. But I know exactly where your white ass is comin' from. See, if I asked you if you wanted some dinner and you grabbed an egg roll and started to chow down, I'd say to myself, "This motherfucker's carryin' on like he ain't got a care in the world. Who know? Maybe he don't. Maybe this fool's such a bad motherfucker, he don't got to worry about nothin', he just sit down, eat my Chinese, watch my TV." See? You ain't even sat down yet. On that TV there, since you been in the room, is a woman with her breasteses hangin' out, and you ain't even bothered to look. You just been clockin' me. Now, I know I'm pretty, but I ain't as pretty as a couple of titties.

Clarence Worley: I'm not eatin' 'cause I'm not hungry. I'm not sittin' 'cause I'm not stayin'. I'm not lookin' at the movie 'cause I saw it seven years ago. It's "The Mack" with Max Julien, Carol Speed, and Richard Pryor. I'm not scared of you. I just don't like you. In that envelope is some payoff money. Alabama's moving on to some greener pastures. We're not negotiatin'. I don't like to barter. I don't like to dicker. I never have fun in Tijuana. That price is non-negotiable. What's in that envelope is for my peace of mind. My peace of mind is worth that much. Not one penny more, not one penny more.

[In the Night Club after Drexel has beaten Clarence]

Drexl Spivey: He must have thought it was white boy day. It ain't white boy day, is it?

Marty: No man, It ain't white boy day.

Drexl Spivey: Now I know I'm pretty, but I ain't as pretty as a couple of titties.

Drexl Spivey: They got everything here from a diddled-eyed joe to damned if I know.

Marty: He's askin' about Alabama.

Drexl Spivey: Where the fuck is that bitch?

Clarence Worley: She's with me.

Drexl Spivey: Who the fuck are you?

Clarence Worley: I'm her husband.

Drexl Spivey: [laughs] Well, that makes us practically related.

Drexl Spivey: Marty. Y'know what we got here? Motherfuckin' Charlie Bronson. Mr. Majestyk.

Drexl Spivey: Ey' yo, yo why you trippin'? We're just fuckin' with ya. In fact, I'm gonna show you what I mean with a little demonstration. Toss me the burner.

[Floyd tosses Drexl the shotgun]

Drexl Spivey: All right, peep this. Pretend this is that fine centerfold bitch, y'know what I'm saying'? And you're you...

[cocks the shotgun and shoots Floyd]