Seth Quotes in From Dusk Till Dawn (1996)

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Seth Quotes:

  • Carlos: So, what, were they psychos, or...

    Seth: Did they look like psychos? Is that what they looked like? They were vampires. Psychos do not explode when sunlight hits them, I don't give a fuck how crazy they are!

  • Seth: If you try to run, I've got six little friends and they can all run faster than you can.

  • Santanico Pandemonium: I'm not gonna drain you completely. You're gonna turn for me. You'll be my slave. You'll live for me. You'll eat bugs because I order it. Why? Because I don't think you're worthy of human blood. You'll feed on the blood of stray dogs. You'll be my foot stool. And at my command, you'll lick the dog shit from my boot heel. Since you'll be my dog, your new name will be "Spot". Welcome to slavery.

    Seth: No, thanks. I've already had a wife.

    [shoots the rope holding the wooden chandelier, which impales her]

  • Jacob: Does anybody know what's going on here?

    Seth: I know what's going on. We got a bunch of fucking vampires out there, trying to get in here and suck our fucking blood. And that's it. Plain and simple. I don't want to hear anything about "I don't believe in vampires," because I don't fucking believe in vampires, but I believe in my own two eyes, and what I saw, is fucking vampires. Now, do we all agree that what we are dealing with is vampires?

    Kate: Yes.

  • Sex Machine: He's not your brother anymore.

    Seth: Well, that is a matter of opinion and I do not give a fuck about yours.

  • [last lines]

    Seth: [to Katie] I may be a bastard, but I'm not a fucking bastard.

  • Seth: So, what's the deal with you two, you a couple of fags?

    Jacob: He's my son.

    Seth: Yeah, how's that happen? You don't look Japanese.

    Jacob: Neither does he. He looks Chinese.

    Seth: Oh, ooh, well excuse me all to hell.

  • 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.

  • Seth: Okay hard drinkers, let's drink hard. I'm buyin'.

  • Seth: Everybody be cool.

    [to Pete]

    Seth: YOU - be cool.

  • Seth: All right, vampire killers... let's kill some fucking vampires.

  • 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.

  • Seth: [to hostage Gloria] You. Plant yourself in that chair.

    Hostage Gloria: What are you gonna do with...

    Seth: I said "plant yourself." Plants don't talk.

  • 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.

    SethCarlos: [shake on deal] 25.

  • Seth: Why, out of all the God-forsaken shitholes in Mexico, do we have to meet here?

    Carlos: One place's just as good as another.

  • Seth: I know that I have put you through hell, and I know that I have been one rough pecker. But from here on out, you are all in my cool book.

  • Seth: So what are you, Jacob? A faithless preacher? Or a mean motherfuckin' servant of God?

    Jacob: I'm a mean, mhm mhm servant of God.

  • Seth: OK, ramblers. Let's get rambling.

  • 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 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.

  • Seth: Do you think this is who I am? I am a professional thief; I don't kill people I don't have to.

  • 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.

  • 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: Well, your best better get a hell of a lot fucking better, or you are gonna feel a hell of a lot fucking worse.

  • [after Richard blows up Benny's World of Liquor]

    Seth: "Low profile." Do you know what the words "low profile" mean?

  • Richie: Shit, I started to get worried. Where the fuck ya been?

    Seth: Sight seein'.

    Richie: What'd ya see?

    Seth: Cops.

  • Seth: Here is the peace in death I could not give you in life.

  • Seth: Jacob, you're going to keep going down this road until you get to DiGallo. When you get to DiGallo, you're going to turn this big bastard left, and go a couple of miles until you see a bar called "The Titty Twister." And to my understanding, you cannot miss it.

    Jacob: Then?

    Seth: And then you stop, because that's where were going.

  • 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.

  • Kate: Seth, should I save the last bullets for us?

    Seth: No, use 'em on the next two fucks that try to bite you!

  • Seth: [ducking behind a display case] Richie! You okay?

    Richie: He shot me in the fucking hand, I told you he said help us!

    Pete Bottoms: [screaming in pain] I NEVER SAID HELP US!

    Seth: Well it doesn't matter now, because you've got about two fucking seconds to live!

  • Seth: Now, this is my kind of place.

  • Seth: And if there is a hell, and those sons of bitches are from it, then there has got to be a heaven... Jacob, there's gotta be.

  • Seth: Richie, get back on the clock.

    Richie: How many?

    Seth: Three.

  • Seth: 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.

  • 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.

  • Frost: I came to my senses. I realized I killed the entire V.C. Squad singlehanded. There was blood... and chunks of yellow flesh clinging to my bayonet. To this day, I don't remember...

    [Frost's story get's cut off when Sex Machine bites him; Frost screams; bites Jacob; eventually overpowers Kate and Seth, but not before going toward Scott]

    Frost: He fuckin' bit me! FUCKIN' BIT ME!

    Sex Machine: What are you gonna do about it?

    Frost: Come on, Sex Machine!

    [Grabs Sex Machine and tosses him to the front doors]

    Seth: Oh... shit!

  • Seth: We did it. We're in Mexico! We're fucking in Mexico you little piece of fucking shit!

  • Seth: I'm gonna kill every last one of you godless fuckin' pieces of shit!

  • Seth: I don't give a damn about living or dying anymore; all I care about is taking as many as those demons back to hell as I can.

    Jacob: Amen.

  • Seth: And I don't want to hear anything about "I don't believe in vampires" because *I* don't believe in vampires, but I believe in my own two eyes, and what *I* saw is fucking vampires!

  • Seth: Fight now, cry later.

  • Seth: Do you have a cross?

    Jacob: In the Winnebago.

    Seth: In other words, no.

    Scott Fuller: What are you talking about? We got crosses all over the place. All you gotta do is put two sticks together and you got a cross.

    Sex Machine: He's right. Peter Cushing does that all the time.

    Seth: Okay, I'll buy that.

  • Seth: Richie!

    Richie: Yeah.

    Seth: Put in your bit.

    Richie: [to Kate and Scott] I grind my teeth.

  • Old Timer: [irritated by Seth's incessant ringing of the front desk bell] What the hell do you want?

    Seth: What do you think I want, you mean old bastard? I want a fucking room.

    Old Timer: [quietly shocked] Okay, alright.

    [tosses Seth room keys]

  • Sara: We know you're frustrated, Jack Bruno...

    Jack Bruno: No. No more "Jack Bruno this, Jack Bruno that." I've been asking for answers...

    Sara: You already know the answers, Jack Bruno. My brother and I are indeed not from your planet.

    Jack Bruno: [laughs] That's it? So that's it? Mystery solved! You two want me to believe that you're both aliens.

    Seth: It is the truth.

    Jack Bruno: Really? Well, you don't look like aliens.

    Sara: Well, what does an alien look like, Jack Bruno?

    Jack Bruno: You know what aliens look like. They look like, like little green people with antennas and, and laser guns and, "Take me to your leader, Earthlings."

  • Sara: A wise human once said "You are what you think you are!"

    Jack Bruno: Well why don't you ask HIM?

    Seth: It was the Buddha... He's unavailable!

  • Jack Bruno: You do know how to fly this thing, right?

    Seth: How did you think we got here?

    Jack Bruno: Well, you crashed, remember?

  • Dar: I've never seen a... pilgrim... who could use a staff the way you did.

    Seth: Ah, but sir; all pilgrims share a deep love of life; especially their own!

  • Tal: Will you help us to free my father?

    Dar: Send your cousin over to ask me.

    [Tal whispers to Kiri, who smiles knowingly before going to Dar]

    Kiri: What can I do to convince you to help us?

    Dar: I'm very busy. The rescue will take some time. I...

    [Kiri smiles and leans over, kissing Dar]

    Tal: I think he's gonna help us.

    Seth: [chuckles] I have a feeling he might.

  • Jacob Black: It's not like you're gonna have a real honeymoon with him anyway.

    Bella Swan: It's gonna be as real as anyone else's.

    Jacob Black: That's a sick joke. You are joking.

    [raises voice]

    Jacob Black: What? While you're still human? You can't be serious, Bella. Tell me you're not that stupid!

    Bella Swan: I mean, it's really none of your business.

    Jacob Black: No, you can't do this!

    [grabs Bella]

    Bella Swan: Jake.

    Jacob Black: Listen to me, Bella.

    Bella Swan: [yells] Let me go!

    Edward Cullen: Jacob, calm down. Alright?

    Jacob Black: [yelling] Are you out of your mind? Huh? You'll kill her!

    Seth: Walk away, Jacob!

    Sam Uley: Enough, Jacob.

    Jacob Black: Stay out of this, Sam.

    Sam Uley: You're not going to start something that we'll have to finish.

    Jacob Black: She'll die.

    Sam Uley: She's not our concern anymore.

  • Seth: How cool is this? A two-man pack. Two against the world.

    Jacob Black: You're getting on my nerves, Seth.

    Seth: Right. Shutting up. Can do.

  • Jacob Black: Maybe they'll say she was in a car crash. Or tripped and fell off a cliff. At least I'll get one thing out of it.

    Sam Uley: No you won't. Cullens are not a danger to the town or the tribe.

    Jacob Black: Well, he's either going to kill her or change her. And the treaty says.

    Sam Uley: [interrupts] I say, Jacob. I say.

    Embry: You know if you wanted things different you should have become alpha.

    Jacob Black: Turning it down seemed like a good idea at the time.

    Seth: Jake, you really think you could kill Bella if she comes back a vampire?

    Leah: No. He'd make one of us do it and then hold a grudge against us.

    Jacob Black: Shut up, Leah.

    Leah: Would you just get over it? It's not like you've imprinted on her.

    Seth: At least they seem happy.

    Embry: Yeah, some people are just lucky I guess.

    Jacob Black: Lucky? None of them belong to themselves anymore. And the sickest part is their genes tell them they're happy about it.

    Leah: At least if you imprinted on someone you'd finally forget about Bella. I mean, being any kind of happy is better than being miserable about someone you can't have.

  • Jacob Black: Did Sam send you?

    Leah: Sam doesn't even know I left!

    [wolves start howling in the distance]

    Seth: I think he just figured it out.

  • Jacob Black: If Sam comes after Bella, are you really ready to fight your own brothers? Your sister?

    Seth: If it's the right thing to do.

    Jacob Black: Whatever. I'm gonna go give the Cullens a heads up.

  • Paul: Is it true, Jake?

    Quil: What will it be?

    Paul: It's growing fast!

    Leah: It's unnatural.

    Jared: Dangerous.

    Quil: Monstrosity.

    Paul: An abomination!

    Quil: On our land!

    [the wolves all start chorusing to Jacob: 'We can't allow it!']

    Sam Uley: We have to protect the tribe. What they bred won't be able to control its thirst. Every human will be in danger.

    Jared: We're ready.

    Leah: No time to waste!

    Jacob Black: Now?

    Sam Uley: We must destroy it before it's born.

    Seth: You mean, kill Bella?

    Sam Uley: Her decision affects us all.

    Jacob Black: Bella's human. Our protection applies to her.

    Leah: [snarls] She's dying anyway!

    [Jacob jumps on Leah and they tussle briefly]

    Sam Uley: We have real enemies to fight tonight!

    Jacob Black: Tonight?

    [Sam growls and lifts his head high; using his alpha wolf voice]

    Sam Uley: You will fight with us, Jake.

    [Sam advances, snarling. All the wolves are forced to bow their heads in submission. Jake struggles as his head is forced to bow before Sam]

    Jacob Black: [struggling with all his will, he thrusts his head up] I... will... NOT! I am the grandson of Ephraim Black. I am the grandson of a CHIEF! I wasn't born to follow you, or anyone else!

  • Seth: Hey man! It's nice to see you.

    [shakes Edward's hand]

    Seth: I'm happy for you.

    Edward Cullen: Thank you.

    Billy: I hope you'll be happy, Bella.

    Bella Swan: Thank you, Billy. Have you heard from him?

    Billy: I'm sure Jake wishes you the best.

  • Fogell: Yo guys! Sup?

    Seth: Fogell, where have you been, man? You almost gave me a goddamn heart attack. Let me see it. Did you pussy out or what?

    Fogell: No noooo, man. I got it; it is flawless. Check it!

    Evan: [examining the fake ID] Hawaii. All right, that's good. That's hard to trace, I guess. Wait... you changed your name to... McLovin?

    Fogell: Yeah.

    Evan: McLovin? What kind of a stupid name is that, Fogell? What, are you trying to be an Irish R&B singer?

    Fogell: Naw, they let you pick any name you want when you get down there.

    Seth: And you landed on McLovin...

    Fogell: Yeah. It was between that or Muhammed.

    Seth: Why the FUCK would it be between THAT or Muhammed? Why don't you just pick a common name like a normal person?

    Fogell: Muhammed is the most commonly used name on Earth. Read a fucking book for once.

    Evan: Fogell, have you actually ever met anyone named Muhammed?

    Fogell: Have YOU actually ever met anyone named McLovin?

    Seth: No, that's why you picked a dumb fucking name!

    Fogell: Fuck you.

    Seth: Gimme that. All right, you look like a future pedophile in this picture, number 1. Number 2: it doesn't even have a first name, it just says "McLovin"!

    Evan: What? One name? ONE NAME? Who are you? Seal?

    Seth: Fogell, this ID says that you're 25 years old. Why wouldn't you just put 21, man?

    Fogell: Seth, Seth, Seth. Listen up, ass-face: every day, hundreds of kids go into the liquor store with fake IDs, and every single one says they're 21. Pssh, how many 21 year olds do you think there are in this town? It's called fucking strategy, all right?

    Evan: Stay calm, okay? Let's not lose our heads. It's... it's a fine ID; it'll... it's gonna work. It's passable, okay? This isn't terrible. I mean, it's up to you, Fogell. This guy is either gonna think 'Here's another kid with a fake ID' or 'Here's McLovin, a 25 year-old Hawaiian organ donor'. Okay? So what's it gonna be?

    Fogell: [grinning] ... I am McLovin!

    Seth: No you're not. No one's McLovin. McLovin's never existed because that's a made up dumb FUCKING FAIRY TALE NAME, YOU FUCK!

  • [from trailer]

    Seth: [referring to Evan's mother] I am truly jealous you got to suck on those tits when you were a baby.

    Evan: Yeah, well, at least you got to suck on your dad's dick.

  • Jules: You scratch our backs, we'll scratch yours.

    Seth: Well Jules, the funny thing about my back is that it's located on my cock.

  • [fantasizing about how he'll get liquor]

    Seth: You dropped your purse, ma'am. Would you like me to help you with your groceries?

    Old Lady: Well that would be lovely young man. Would you like me to buy you alcohol?

    Seth: That would be lovely!

    [at the cash register, after buying alcohol]

    Seth: Enjoy your remaining years!

    Old Lady: I will! Enjoy fucking Jules!

    Seth: I WILL!

  • Seth: You know when you hear girls say 'Ah man, I was so shit-faced last night, I shouldn't have fucked that guy?' We could be that mistake!

  • Seth: Hey Greg, why don't you go piss your pants?

    Greg the Soccer Player: [turning around] That was like 8 years ago, asshole!

    Seth: [yelling] People don't forget!

  • Seth: [imitating Becca] Oh Evan, thank you for bringing that lube for my pussy. I never would've been able to handle your four inch dick inside my pussy without that gigantic bottle of lube.

  • Jesse: Hey, Seth.

    Seth: [scared and cautious] What?

    Jesse: Did you hear I'm having a big grad party next Saturday?

    Seth: [hesitantly] No.

    Jesse: Yeah.

    [Jesse spits on Seth's shirt]

    Jesse: You're not invited. Tell your fucking faggot friend he can't come either.

    [motions towards Evan]

    Seth: [Seth and Evan walk away together] So Jesse wanted me to tell you you're a fucking faggot and you're not invited to his grad party.

    Evan: You know you really bitched out back there man.

    Seth: I bitched out? You bitched out. Fucking Judas!

    Evan: What'd you want me to do? Dive in front of the spit...?

  • Fogell: Hey!

    Seth: Don't tell Fogell about the party, man...

    Fogell: Gangstaaaaaaaaaaasss... what's up guys?

  • Seth: When I was a little kid, I kinda had this problem. And it's not even that big of a deal, something like 8 percent of kids do it. For some reason, I don't know why. I would just kinda... sit around all day... and draw pictures of dicks.

    Evan: What?

    Seth: Draw pictures of dicks.

    Evan: Dicks? Like a man dick?

    Seth: Yes. Like a man dick.

    [while you see Seth when he was a kid]

    Seth: I'd just sit there hours on end drawing dicks. I didn't know what it was. I couldn't touch the pen to the paper without drawing the shape of a penis.

    Evan: That's fucked.

    Seth: No shit. It's really fucked up. Here I am. A little kid. And I can't stop drawing dicks to save my own life.

    [you see the kid Seth draw a lot of different dicks on different sheets of paper and see a gallery of his drawings one by one]

    Evan: Alright, I mean... I just don't see what this has to do with Becca.

    Seth: Just listen. Okay?

    [you see the kid Seth in a classroom]

    Seth: Your precious little Becca sat next to me for all of fourth grade. And in the classroom was where I did the majority of my illustrations. I was very secretive about this whole dick operation. Even I thought I was fucking crazy. Imagine what everyone else would think? So I would stash all my dick drawings in this Ghostbusters lunchbox that I had. So one day, I'm finishing up this real big, veiny, triumphant bastard, all of a sudden...

    Kid: Pussy!

    [walks by the kid Seth and pushes his notebook and his dick drawing off the desk, and it lands near kid Becca]

    Evan: You hit Becca's foot with your dick?

    Seth: Yeah. I know.

    [kid Becca picks up the drawing he just did, looks at it for a second, sees that it's a dick, and screams her head off and runs to the teacher]

    Seth: She starts crying, she flips out. Then she rats me out to the principal. He finds this Ghostbusters lunchbox dick treasure chest and he fucking flips out.

    [you see more of his dick drawings one by one]

    Seth: He calls in my parents. Turns out this principal is a religious fanatic, and he thinks I'm possessed by some sort of dick devil. My parents go make me see some therapist, and he's asking me all these dick questions. They literally stopped me from eating foods that were shaped like dicks. No hot dogs, no popsicles... You know how many foods are shaped like dicks? The best kinds.

    Evan: Well, I don't... That's really messed up. Supergay.

  • Seth: That's the coolest fucking story I've ever heard in my entire life! That's insane. Is it... Can I hear it again, do you have time?

  • Evan: Oh, I have to go.

    Seth: What,? You're just gonna let me sit here and eat dessert alone like I'm Steven fucking Glandsberg?

    [camera pans over to Steven eating alone and staring into a distance]

  • Seth: Its like a three thing... its like ball, dick, ball.

    Evan: It's like a division sign...

  • Evan: Yeah chicks go nuts for that... the male camel toe.

    Seth: Yea yea! The camel tail.

  • Seth: You know how many foods are shaped like dicks? The best kinds.

  • Gym Teacher: Evan, get into the game.

    Evan: Kick it over... to me.

    Gym Teacher: Seth, get off the field!

    Evan: Dude, get out of here. There gonna make me run laps again.

    Seth: Dude, just fuckin' listen ok. Jules and her stupid fuckin' friend came up to me and they ask me to buy her alcohol. But not just her, for her whole party. You know what that means? By some divine miracle we were paired up and she actually thought of me. Thought of me enough to decide that I was the guy she would trust with the whole funness of her party. She wants to fuck me, she wants my dick in and around her mouth.

    Evan: Did you ever think that she's just using you to get her alcohol? She doesn't want your dick?

    Seth: No, she's got an older brother and she could've asked him but she asked me. She looked me in the eyes and said 'Seth, Momma's making a pubi salad and I need some Seth's Own dressing.' She's D.T.F. - down to fuck man. P and Vagi, she wants to

    [kicks soccer ball]

    Seth: fuck man! Tonight is a night that fucking is an actual possibility.

    Evan: You just sound like an idiot, you're not gonna be able to sleep with her man.

    Seth: No... dude, I don't want to talk a lot of shit OK. But she's gonna be at the party, and she's gonna be drunk, and she likes me at least a little, enough to get with me. At the very least I'll make out with her, two weeks hand job, month blow job, whatever whatever. And then, I make her my girlfriend. And I've got like two solid months of sex. By the time college rolls around I'll be like the Iron Chef of pounding vaj.

    Evan: K can you just get out of hear and we'll talk about this later?

    Greg the Soccer Player: What the fuck Evan we're down two points!

    Evan: Fuckin' calm down Greg, it's soccer, it's soccer.

    Greg the Soccer Player: Fuck you man.

    Seth: Hey Greg, why don't you go piss your pants again?

    Greg the Soccer Player: That was like eight years ago asshole.

    Seth: People don't forget.

    [turning back to Evan]

    Seth: You wanna hear the best part? Becka! You do the same thing with her. When you guys are shit faced at the party, you get with her. This is our last party as highschool people. I fully ignored my hatred for Becka in coming up with this plan.

    Evan: I should buy Becka alcohol?

    Evan: Yeah, man that will be pimp! That way you know she'll be drunk. You know when you hear girls saying like 'ahh I was so shit faced last night I shouldn't have fucked that guy,' we could be that mistake!

    Evan: Have you talked to Fogell?

    Seth: Alright, you talk to Becka. I'll talk to that retard Fogell. Don't worry.

    Gym Teacher: [Blows whistle] Seth, get off the field!

    Seth: [Kicks soccer ball into the stands] Goal!

    Gym Teacher: You're getting that!

    Seth: No I'm not.

  • Seth: You don't want girls to think you suck dick at fucking pussy.

  • Evan: I heard she got breast reduction surgery.

    Seth: What? That's like slapping God across the face for giving you a beautiful gift.

    Evan: She had back problems, man.

  • Good Shopper Cashier: How old are you?

    Seth: ...22.

    Good Shopper Cashier: [looks skeptical for a second, then smiles] You certainly are! That'll be 80 dollars.

    Seth: Oh! Okay!

    [pulls money out of his sleeve]

    Seth: Pssha! Thank you kindly! Will that do?

    Good Shopper Cashier: [examines the bill: a crisp 80 dollar bill] It most certainly will! Thank you, Seth!

    Seth: Hey, thank YOU!

    [double high-fives cashier]

  • Seth: Dude! That means that by some fate we were paired together and she thought of me. Thought of me enough to want me to be responsible for the entire funness of her party! She wants to fuck me! She wants my dick in or around her mouth!

  • Seth: I just wanna go to the rooftops and scream, "I love my best friend, Evan."

    Evan: Let's... go on my roof.

    Seth: [whispers] For sure.

  • Seth: Look at those nipples.

    Evan: They're like little baby toes. It's just not fair that they get to flaunt that stuff, you know... and like, I have to hide every erection I get.

    Evan: Just imagine if girls weren't weirded out by our boners and stuff, and just like wanted to see them. That's the world I one day want to live in.

    Seth: You know what I do? I flip my boner up into my waistband. It hides it AND it feels awesome. I almost blew a load into my bellybutton.

  • Seth: Momma's making a pubie salad, and she wants some Seth's own dressing.

  • Francis the Driver: I'm gonna be totally honest with you. I have a warrant out for a totally nonviolent crime. Okay? There. Mercy Street, guys.

    Seth: Well, I'll be honest with you for a second.

    Francis the Driver: Okay.

    Seth: You better get us a shitload of cash or a shitload of alcohol or you're going to fucking prison.

    Evan: What are you doing, man? That's - You don't need to...

    Francis the Driver: Okay.

    Evan: No, let's not - Let's hang on a second here.

    Seth: Cough it up.

    Francis the Driver: Fine.

    Evan: I don't know if we should be doing anything too official.

    Francis the Driver: Let's work together. We're working together. It's like Let's Make a Deal. Here we go.

    Seth: Seven bucks? Are you fucking serious? This isn't enough for anything. What are you, a 6-year-old?

    Francis the Driver: It's all I have, man. That's all I have.

    Seth: Well, you better think of something quickly, alright? Ah, my back!

    Francis the Driver: No, no, no, no, no. Wait.

    Seth: My back! Cops, my back.

    Francis the Driver: Wait, don't do that. Alright, listen. I can get you alcohol. I'm going to this party right now, bro. Okay? It's got booze, it's got girls. Booze and girls equals... I don't know. Do you? I don't know. Do you? I think you do. Do you?

  • [last lines]

    Seth: [to Becca] I had such bad acne last year that I pretty much became, like, an expert on the stuff...

    [to Evan]

    Seth: You drove m...

    [to Becca]

    Seth: Evan drove me here though, so...

    Jules: Well, so, I mean, I have my dad's car... so I could just give you a lift... and then Evan can take Becca home. If that works... I dunno. If it's in your route.

    Becca: It'd be fine with me.

    Evan: Fine, yeah. Maybe we could get some food.

    Becca: Yeah, I'd like that.

    Seth: [to Evan] So, I guess I'll call you.

    Evan: Yeah, gimme a call. You have my number.

    Seth: I have your information. So, uh, put her there...

    [they shake hands]

    Evan: Perfect. Good. Alright man.

    Seth: Okay.

    Evan: Okay guys.

    Seth: Becca.

    Jules: Bye guys. See ya tomorrow.

    Becca: See ya Jules.

    [Jules and Seth go off leaving Evan and Becca]

  • Seth: Nobody has gotten a hand job in cargo shorts since 'nam!

  • Seth: He is the sweetest guy. Have you ever looked into his eyes? It was like the first time I heard the Beatles.

  • Fogell: [after realizing Seth's car was towed] Why did you park in the staff lot?

    Seth: [mumbles] Shut the fuck up, Fogell.

    Fogell: I mean, you're not staff.

    Seth: I know that Fagell! I KNOW that!

  • Seth: I'll be like the Iron Chef of pounding vag.

  • Evan: Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, It was so pimp, I even offered to pay for the alcohol.

    Seth: Oh no, that IS pimp.

    Evan: That's what I was afraid of.

  • Mark: What the hell is this?

    Seth: I don't fucking - it's detergent!

    Mark: Yeah, what are you doing with it?

    Seth: ...I got fucking blood on my pants.

  • Seth: I joined this class because I thought I was going to be cooking with a partner. But she's never here, and I don't get twice the grades for doing all the work.

    Teacher: I didn't invent odd numbers, Seth.

    Seth: I know, but look at Evan. Just look at him.

    Evan: [His partner is tying on his apron] Hey, don't keep me waiting much longer, I'm getting impatient up here.

    Seth: I'm over here in my unit, isolated and alone, eating my terrible tasting food, and I have to look over at that. That looks like the most fun I've ever seen in my entire life, and it's B.S. - excuse my language. I'm just saying that I wash and dry; I'm like a single mother. Look, we all know home-ec is a joke - no offense - it's just that everyone takes this class to get an A, and it's bullshit - and I'm sorry. I'm not putting down your profession, but it's just the way I feel. I don't want to sit here, all by myself, cooking this shitty food - no offense - and I just think that I don't need to cook tiramisu. Am I going to be a chef? No. There's three weeks left of school, give me a fuckin' break! I'm sorry for cursing.

    Teacher: All right, Jules' partner isn't here either, pair up with her, station four.

    Seth: Jules? Alright I'll give it another shot - give home-ec another shot.

  • Evan: Fogell, I just don't understand why you were smoking cigarettes with those cops.

    Fogell: Because I fucking rule! Oh, we are SO gonna get laid tonight!

    Seth: I am, I'm gonna get laid.

  • Seth: [looks at the line to the bathroom] What is this, a line?

    Shirley: Uh, yeah, whats it look like?

    [laughs with her friends]

    Seth: [sarcastically] Oh, yeah, fuck me, right?

  • [repeated line]

    Seth: What the fuck?

  • Evan: It's not just making them smaller. They completely reshaped them. They make them more supple, symmetrical.

    Seth: I gotta catch a glimpse of these warlocks. Let's make a move.

    [they run]

  • Seth: They should be suckin' on my ball sack.

  • Good Shopper Security: Don't do it, kid.

    Seth: I never had a choice...

  • Seth: This plan's been fucked since Jump Street.

  • Evan: You could always subscribe to a site like Perfect Ten. I mean that could be anything, it could be a bowling site.

    Seth: Yeah, but it doesn't actually show dick going in which is a huge concern.

    Evan: Right, I didn't realize that.

    Seth: Besides, have you ever seen a vagina by itself?

    Evan: No.

    Seth: [shakes his head] Not for me.

  • Seth: Alright, let's stop this and just go get some dessert.

    Evan: No, I can't. I gotta... go meet my counselor, I'm picking out my classes for next year.

    Seth: ...what? So I gotta sit here and eat my dessert alone like I'm fuckin' Steven Glansberg?

    [points at Glansberg]

    Evan: I guess... yeah... I mean, what do you want me to do?

  • Seth: Fo sho!

  • [first lines]

    Evan: Yo.

    Seth: Hey, man, I was doing some research for next year and I think I figured out which website I wanna subscribe to. The Vag-Tastic Voyage.

  • Seth: [gets hit by a car] What the fuck happened?

  • Linda: So what do you do when it rains?

    Seth: I drink the nourishment that Gaia is feeding me through her cloud teats.

  • Linda: Oh it's you.

    Seth: Yes, I'm doing primal gesticulating.

    Linda: I thought someone was getting ax murdered.

    Seth: The only thing getting murdered are my anxieties, tensions and fears. Speaking figuratively of course. I'm against violence of any kind.

  • Seth: Oh, we're gonna get you in here. Time is our friend.

  • Joshua: Don't tell me they ate him, Grandpa!

    Seth: That's exactly what happened... with a voracity than has no equal on Earth!

  • Seth: Half man, half plant. A goblin's favorite food.

  • Seth: You start a fire, I'll distract them with this.

  • Seth: The Stonehenge magical stone... the goblins' magic power!

  • Joshua: Grandpa! Grandpa Seth! Are you here?

    Seth: [the lights begin to flicker and Grandpa Seth's whole head only appears in front of Joshua's reflection in the mirror] What happened?

    Joshua: You were in the wrong room! Holly was sleeping there!

    Seth: I still have to learn the layout of this house...

  • Joshua: Grandpa! Are you really in Hell?

    Seth: No! But I know a trick that a friend of mine who went there taught me!

  • Seth: These evil creatures can transform themselves into fleas-and-blood people whenever and however they want.

    Joshua: You're making a mistake Grandpa. Who said they can? You should of said they could or what kind of fairy tale is it?

    Seth: They can! They CAN! Goblins still exist! Your Grandpa Seth is telling you!

  • Seth: [Grandpa Seth's whole head only appears in front of Holly's reflection in the mirror, before the lights begin to flicker] Joshua! Joshua!

    Holly: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

    [dashes out her bedroom]

    Holly: Ahhhhhh! Mom! Dad! Mom!

    [banging vigorously on her parents' bedroom door]

    Diana: [comforting Holly who is at this point panicking] What is it?

    Michael: What's the matter?

    Holly: I saw him!

    Diana: Who? Who did you see?

    Holly: Grandpa Seth!

    Joshua: See, it wasn't me this time!

  • Seth: Ryce? Like the food?

  • Chelsea: All I ever wanted to do was spend my life loving you, you disgusting sack of shit.

    Seth: If that's all you wanted, then why did you hire the sleaziest lawyer in town, you pathologically deluded, morally bankrupt, in-denial, self-esteem-deficient bitch on wheels?

    Chelsea: I am NOT in denial.

  • Seth: You've put me off women. I'm gay now. And not just a little gay-full on, Liberace gay.

  • Seth: Nice job, you fucked up date night.

  • Seth: I'll sue your ass for damages for damaging my ass

  • Seth: Back to Hell demon. Back to Hell.

  • Seth: But we agreed to $100,000. We shook on it. We had sex on it.

    Chelsea: Hate sex.

  • [on phone answering machine]

    Seth: If you have a message for me leave it after the beep and if you have a message for Chelsea then you REALLY HAVE TO ASK YOURSELF WHY.

  • Seth: [in the shower] Oh my God! My hair is falling out!

    Chelsea: You know stress will do that to ya!

    Seth: Holy shit! It's really falling out!

    [hair begins to fall out rapidly]

    Seth: Oh my God! AHHH! OH! OOOHH!

    [steps out of shower and looks into mirror]

    Seth: AHHHHHHHHHHH! What did you do to me?

    Chelsea: I didn't do anything! You must have used my hair remover instead of your conditioner

    Seth: Noo! YOU PUT SOME IN THERE TO FUCK WITH ME!

    Chelsea: No, I didn't! I swear!

    Seth: Ooooohhhhh you are the fuckin' devil! THE DEVIL!

  • Chelsea: Can I make it up to you?

    Seth: What did you have in mind?

    Chelsea: Back rub, blow-job, breakfast in bed.

    Seth: The three B's! It has a chance at working.

  • Chelsea: [Sleeping in bed with Seth, he farts and the pets disperse] Ugh, you are such a pig!

    Seth: Oh... man, I am so sorry! You know I had beans and broccoli for dinner and I washed them down with some crab cakes...

    [farts loudly]

    Seth: OH!...

    Chelsea: [simultaneously] EWWW! Ew! Ew!

    Seth: Goodness! I am so sorry. Would you like to spoon me? Because, I feel like I'm past the worst of it, and I need some cuddle-time - Oh, wait, no, I was wrong. Incoming!

    [farts]

    Seth: OH!...

    Chelsea: [simultaneously] Ugh, you're sick! Ew!

    Seth: My goodness! Keeping the neighbors up, huh? Feet are on fire. Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!

    [farts rapidly, four times]

    Seth: Oh man! I've got skills! I've got game! Ah... mmmm - oh!

    [farts loudly]

    Seth: Ole!

  • Seth: Drop the probe and step away from my ass

  • Seth: Come in here Danny.

    Danny Vinyard: Seth... Hey man you going to Cam's party tonight?

    Seth: Is Davina's ass water tight?

    Danny Vinyard: You're fuckin sick man.

    Seth: Alright, relax let me ask you a few questions.

    Danny Vinyard: I'm not in the mood I got a lot of homework to do.

    Seth: Tell me some of the shit you've learned fuckass before I pistol whip you!

    Danny Vinyard: Ok, I believe in death, destruction, chaos, filth, and greed!

    Seth: Cut the shit Danny come on. Tell me what I wanna hear asshole.

    Danny Vinyard: You mean that shit about your mother man?

    Seth: You wanna get fucking beaten Danny?

    [Davina starts to laugh]

    Seth: I'm not fucking talking to you Davina why don't you shut up?

    Seth: Who do you hate Danny?

    Danny Vinyard: I hate anyone that is a white Protestant.

    Seth: Why?

    Danny Vinyard: There a burden to the advancement of the white race. Some of them are alright I guess...

    Seth: None of them are fucking alright Danny ok? They're all a bunch of fuckin' freeloaders. Remember what Cam said we don't know em we don't wanna know em They're the fucking enemy. Now what don't you like about them and say it with some fucking conviction!

    Danny Vinyard: I hate the fact that's cool to be black these days.

    Seth: Good.

    Danny Vinyard: I hate this hip-pop fuckin' influence on white-fuckin'suburbia.

    Seth: Good.

    Danny Vinyard: And I hate Tabitha Soren and all there Zionist MTV fucking pigs telling us we should get along. Save the retorical bullshit Hilary Rodham Clinton cuz it ain't gonna fuckin' work.

    Seth: That's some of the best shit I've heard come out of your mouth.

    Davina Vinyard: No Danny I feel sorry for you. You don't really believe any of that shit do you?

    Seth: Shutup Davina!

    Davina Vinyard: No you shut the fuck up! Get out of the fuckin' house now you piece of shit please go!

  • Seth: Are you calling me a blimp, you fucking democrat!

    Davina Vinyard: You know, when was the last time you were able to see your feet?

    [Seth gives Davina the finger]

  • Seth: [singing] My eyes have seen the glory of the trampling at the zoo, We've washed ourselves in niggers blood and all the mongrels too, We've taken down the zog machine Jew by Jew by Jew, The white man marches on!

  • Seth: Who do you hate, Danny?

    Danny Vinyard: I hate anyone that isn't White Protestant.

    Seth: Why?

    Danny Vinyard: They're a burden to the advancement of the White race. Some of them are all right, I guess...

    Seth: None of 'em are fucking all right, Danny, OK?

  • Seth: I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss of her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One.

  • Seth: [about Susan] She said, what good would wings be if you couldn't feel the wind on your face?

  • Seth: Some things are true whether you believe them or not.

  • Seth: You're an excellent doctor.

    Maggie: How do you know?

    Seth: I have a feeling.

    Maggie: That's pretty flimsy evidence.

    Seth: Close your eyes. It's just for a moment.

    [touches her hand]

    Seth: What am I doing?

    Maggie: You're... touching me.

    Seth: Touch. How do you know?

    Maggie: Because, I feel it.

    Seth: You should trust that. You don't trust it enough.

  • Seth: To touch you... and to feel you. To be able to hold your hand right now. Do you know what that means to me? Do you - Do you know how much I love you?

  • Seth: Why do people cry?

    Maggie: What do you mean?

    Seth: I mean, what happens physically?

    Maggie: Well... umm... tear ducts operate on a normal basis to lubricate and protect the eye and when you have an emotion they overact and create tears.

    Seth: Why? Why do they overact?

    Maggie: [pause] I don't know.

    Seth: Maybe... maybe emotion becomes so intense your body just can't contain it. Your mind and your feelings become too powerful, and your body weeps.

  • Seth: I fell.

    Ann: Evidently. Off a train?

    Seth: I fell in love. Ann, please help me find her.

  • Maggie: Why do you wear the same clothes all the time? Why won't you give me your phone number? Are you married?

    Seth: No.

    Maggie: Are you homeless?

    Seth: No.

    Maggie: Are you a drummer?

  • Seth: The little girl asked me if she could be an angel.

    Cassiel: They all want wings.

    Seth: I never know what to say.

    Cassiel: Tell them the truth. Angels aren't human. We were never human.

    Seth: What if I just make her a little pair of wings out of paper?

  • Seth: Can I ask you something?

    Susan: Yes?

    Seth: What did you like best?

    Susan: Pajamas.

  • Maggie Rice: Do you feel that?

    Seth: Yes.

    Maggie Rice: And that? How's it feel? Tell me what it feels like.

    Seth: I can't.

    Maggie Rice: Try.

    Seth: Warm. Aching.

    Maggie Rice: It's okay. We fit together.

    Seth: I know.

    Maggie Rice: We were made to fit together.

  • Seth: Let's go somewhere.

    Maggie: Where?

    Seth: I don't care.

    Maggie: What do you wanna do?

    Seth: Anything.

  • Maggie: Are you a visitor?

    Seth: Yes.

    Maggie: Well, visiting hours have been over since 8.

    Seth: Wh-Why do they have that?

    Maggie: What?

    Seth: Hours. Doesn't it help the patient to be visited?

    Maggie: Well, who are you visiting? Mr. Messinger?

    Seth: Right now?

    Maggie: Yeah.

    Seth: You.

  • Seth: I can't see you but I know you're there.

    Seth: [Cassiel appears] Am I being punished?

    Cassiel: Come on, you know better than that.

  • Nathaniel Messinger: [telepathically to Seth while eating pancakes] ... and you're reading my mind right now.

    Seth: Stop that!

  • Seth: Am I too late?

    Maggie Rice: Too late?

    Seth: Jordan?

    Maggie Rice: I couldn't marry Jordan. I'm in love with you.

  • Seth: What's that like? What's it taste like? Describe it like Hemingway.

    Maggie Rice: Well, it tastes like a pear. You don't know what a pear tastes like?

    Seth: I don't know what a pear tastes like to you.

    Maggie Rice: Sweet, juicy, soft on your tongue, grainy like a sugary sand that dissolves in your mouth. How's that?

    Seth: It's perfect.

  • Maggie: What happened?

    Seth: Free will.

  • Nathaniel Messinger: Listen, kid: he gave these bozos the greatest gift in the universe - you think he didn't give it to us, too?

    Seth: Which gift?

    Nathaniel Messinger: Free will, brother. Free will.

  • Maggie Rice: Got a message for me?

    Seth: I already gave it to you.

    Maggie Rice: Well, did you use my pager? 'Cause I usually don't get my messages unless you beep me.

    Seth: You've definitely been beeped.

  • Cassiel: To smell the air.

    Seth: Taste water.

    Cassiel: Read a newspaper.

    Seth: To lie.

    Cassiel: Through your teeth. To feed the dog.

    Seth: Touch her hair.

    Cassiel: What are you waiting for?

  • Seth: I came to take Mr. Balford... and I saw you. I couldn't take my eyes off you. How you fought for him. And you looked right at me... like I was a man.

  • Seth: I was there in the stairwell... when you cried for your patient. And I touched you, remember?

    Maggie Rice: Why are you doing this?

    Seth: Because I'm in love with you.

  • Seth: Hello Maggie! It's nice to see you again.

    Maggie Rice: It's weird to see you again.

    Seth: Weird is nice.

  • Seth: That doctor in the operating room. She looked right at me.

  • Seth: I always asked the dying what they liked best about living. Wrote it down in my book. This is it. This is what I like best.

  • Mack Truck driver: Where are you headed?

    Seth: Tahoe!

    Mack Truck driver: Reno.

    Seth: Tahoe!

    Mack Truck driver: I'm going to Reno!

    Seth: I'm going to Tahoe!

    Mack Truck driver: Hop in, we'll figure it out when we get there.

  • Seth: You know, that's what I love about working for you. It's a total freedom from hero worship. It's very refreshing.

  • Seth: [as Seth is standing at the urinal, and Buddy is at the sinks looking in the mirror] You know you shouldn't be looking at me like that, it could be sexual harrassment.

    Buddy Amaral: I wasn't looking. Besides, I'm not gay!

    Seth: Yeah, but I am.

  • Buddy Amaral: So, what do you think?

    Seth: It's fine. You get a window. I get to work for a guy who gets a window.

  • Seth: You and Ben...

    Sara: Yeah

    Seth: ...used to date, right?

    Sara: Is that what he told you? Yeah, we used to.

    Seth: So, isn't that like weird seeing him again.

    Sara: No, no. It's long time ago. We're friends.

    Seth: Shh... that so weird to me because the way Haley makes me feel when I see her, I can't see that ever going away, you know...

    Sara: [thinking about her relationship with Ben] Well it does.

    [Looks up to Seth, realising that Seth misunderstood]

    Sara: I did not mean you and Haley. I'm so sorry. No, I just meant, you know, as you get older, it's... it's a lot easier to control that stuff.

    Seth: Maybe.

    [Walks away but turns back]

    Seth: But, even if you can control it; doesn't mean it's not there, right?

  • Seth: But, I love you.

    Haley: Our love isn't the same either.

  • Gabriel: Surely they knew. Parents can always tell when one of their kids gonna turn out to be wolves.

    Seth: I'd always suspected. I mean, Mom used to tell me to tuck my tail into my jeans, and Dad used to make jokes about boys like me. It's like they just hoped it would go away.

    Gabriel: What happened?

    Seth: It was a full moon.

    [Gabriel responds unintelligibly]

    Seth: I just couldn't help myself. Now, I locked the door, but they burst in and found me in all my glory: fur, tail, claws, the lot. I was holding a copy of Wolf Weekly.

  • Gabriel: You should call them and let them know you're still alive.

    Seth: I left them a letter.

    Gabriel: What did it say?

    Seth: Don't be looking for me, I'm not coming back.

    Gabriel: Nice to leave on a positive note.

  • Gabriel: Here.

    Seth: What?

    Gabriel: Guess what's in my paw.

    Seth: I don't know?

    Gabriel: Yours.

  • [Laying in wait while a woman approaches with a baby stroller]

    Gabriel: Okay, now get ready.

    Seth: Wha'chu mean, "get ready?" I'm not doin' this on my own. What if she puts up a fight? She'll expect me to bite her.

    Gabriel: Just growl and show your teeth.

    Seth: What if she shows hers?

  • Seth: Wait. Can't you see what big ears I have?

    Polly: All the better for me to nibble.

    Seth: My eyes. My eyes are enormous.

    Polly: All the better to see me with.

    Seth: My, what big hairy arms.

    Polly: All the better to hold me.

    Seth: What a big mouth I have.

    Polly: All the better for you to kiss me.

  • Seth: Shhh, shh, shh. What I just put in you, it's called pancuronium bromide, it's a paralyzing agent. It stings a little. Don't worry, it's safe, I tested it on myself.

  • [last lines]

    Seth: [to Jacob] You're not so tough.

    Seth: [after he stabs Jacob with a nozzle and starts the machine to fill the killer with embalming fluid] Goodnight.

  • [from videotape, actually a deleted scene from THe Fly 1986]

    Seth Brundle (on videotape): I should feel exactly the same as before, but...I don't! I feel...very...energized, very coordinated. I feel as though I work better physically. You know, everything seems to work better than it did before.

    Veronica Quaife (on videotape): Why should that be?

    Seth: I dunno...It's possible that the teleporter somehow...*improved* me. It might have seen where things could be improved, theoretically, and it did it. I told it to be creative, and...I dunno, maybe it has been...

  • Denise Dunsmore: Quaaludes and Jack Daniels.

    Seth: This is one radical chick.

  • Seth: If you weren't screaming, and we weren't screaming - then someone is trying to mind fuck us here.

  • Leo: How are you Reagan?

    Reagan: Pissed! What don't I have?

    Leo: What's with her?

    Seth: Hell if I know.

    [Cups his hands and speaks to Reagan, right next to him]

    Seth: Bitching about something!

  • Seth: [after repeatedly arguing with Reagan to hold it until they get to the bathroom at the campground] Can you hold it five minutes? Two minutes, even?

    Reagan: I'm just going to wet your seat?

    Seth: Yeah?

    [Chuckles]

    Seth: And I will kick you in the head!

  • Seth: Anything buried this long, bound to be rotten all the way through.

  • Rudy: Who among us knows the way of the Lord?

    Seth: I have a theory. He's a raving psychotic.

  • Seth: I am not crazy! I know the difference between bad luck and the Divine Hand. Harry, if your shoelace breaks once, fine. Twice, tough. Three times? Hell, change the brand. But if your shoelace breaks every day for two years it's time to check your Bible!

  • Seth: I have a question to put to the congregation, if you don't mind, Rabbi. Is God willing to prevent evil, but just not able? Then, he can't be omnipotent, right. Or is he able, but not willing? Then he must be malevolent. Or, is he neither able nor willing? In which case, why do we call him "God"? Why indeed? Why?

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