Slither Quotes
A small town is taken over by an alien plague, turning residents into zombies and all forms of mutant monsters.
[they are discussing what caused Grant's transformation]
Jack MacReady: It's obvious the bastard's got lyme disease!
Bill Pardy: What?
Jack MacReady: Lyme disease. You touch some deer feces, and then you... eat a sandwich without washin' your hands. You got your lyme disease!
Bill Pardy: And that makes you look like a squid?
Jack MacReady: It's obvious the bastard's got lyme disease!
Bill Pardy: What?
Jack MacReady: Lyme disease. You touch some deer feces, and then you... eat a sandwich without washin' your hands. You got your lyme disease!
Bill Pardy: And that makes you look like a squid?
Jack MacReady: Where is the Mr. Pibb? I told your secretary to pack Mr. Pibb. It's the only Coke I like. Goddamn Brenda exploding like a water balloon, worms driving my friends around like they're goddamn skin-cars, people are spitting acid at me, turning you into cottage cheese, and now there's no fucking goddamn Mr. Pibb?
Bill Pardy: [sarcastic] *Jesus Christ*, Jack, let me get right on it!
Bill Pardy: [sarcastic] *Jesus Christ*, Jack, let me get right on it!
[Bill, Margaret and Trevor spot Grant and Starla getting into a car]
Trevor: That's one match I'll never get.
Margaret: [zipping Gina Kid's jacket up] Ain't no mystery. Starla was raised in them shanties off St. Luke, dirt poor. All she ever wanted was to be a lady. Ol' Grant Grant, he's always been made of green.
Trevor: Gold digger, huh?
Bill Pardy: Oh, hell, Margaret! Starla's mother left her, her daddy's a drunk, she was 17 years old. Ol' Grant pulls up in a big ol' Cadillac, house on the hill, *and* college tuition? What would you do?
Margaret: [Lifting a handkerchief to Gina Kid's nose] Blow.
Bill Pardy: Hell, if he had a 'gina, you'd'a married him, too.
Gina Kid: What's a "'gina"?
Bill Pardy: [after an awkward pause] It's a country. You know, where "Ginese" people come from. Learn to eavesdrop better.
Trevor: That's one match I'll never get.
Margaret: [zipping Gina Kid's jacket up] Ain't no mystery. Starla was raised in them shanties off St. Luke, dirt poor. All she ever wanted was to be a lady. Ol' Grant Grant, he's always been made of green.
Trevor: Gold digger, huh?
Bill Pardy: Oh, hell, Margaret! Starla's mother left her, her daddy's a drunk, she was 17 years old. Ol' Grant pulls up in a big ol' Cadillac, house on the hill, *and* college tuition? What would you do?
Margaret: [Lifting a handkerchief to Gina Kid's nose] Blow.
Bill Pardy: Hell, if he had a 'gina, you'd'a married him, too.
Gina Kid: What's a "'gina"?
Bill Pardy: [after an awkward pause] It's a country. You know, where "Ginese" people come from. Learn to eavesdrop better.
Butcher: [Grant Grant is eyeballing a display counter filled with raw meat] Howdy, Mr. Grant.
Grant Grant: Oh, hey there, Killer.
Butcher: What can I do you for?
Grant Grant: Gimme a couple of your ribeyes.
Butcher: How many you need?
Grant Grant: Eight. Naw... ten. Uhm, no, no. You know what? Gimme fourteen.
Butcher: Having a party?
Grant Grant: Yeah, something like that. It's a... little surprise for the wife.
Grant Grant: Oh, hey there, Killer.
Butcher: What can I do you for?
Grant Grant: Gimme a couple of your ribeyes.
Butcher: How many you need?
Grant Grant: Eight. Naw... ten. Uhm, no, no. You know what? Gimme fourteen.
Butcher: Having a party?
Grant Grant: Yeah, something like that. It's a... little surprise for the wife.
Bill Pardy: [looking at the disemboweled dog] I reckon Grant ain't got one of them puppy calendars on his desk. Just don't strike me as a real dog lover is all.
Trevor: Hey! Look.
[holds up the decapitated head of a dog]
Trevor: Knocked this one's head clear on over here.
Wally: Put that down, numbnuts!
Trevor: Hey! Look.
[holds up the decapitated head of a dog]
Trevor: Knocked this one's head clear on over here.
Wally: Put that down, numbnuts!
Shelby: [to Bill, over the car radio] Your momma called. She said the toilet's all backed up again, wants you to come over as soon as you're finished there... She said it's what you done in there on Sunday caused the backup.
[Starla looks at Bill empathetically, who hastily glances at her out of the corner of his eye, embarrassed]
[Starla looks at Bill empathetically, who hastily glances at her out of the corner of his eye, embarrassed]
