True Romance quotes

View Quote Big Don: I eat the pussy, I eat the butt, I eat every mother****in' thang.

View Quote Clifford Worley: Son of a bitch was right. She tastes like a peach.

View Quote Cody Nicholson: You're an actor. Act, mother****er.

View Quote Dick Ritchie: I don't have a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out. All I got is ****in' Floyd.

View Quote Elliot Blitzer: Hi. How are you? My name's Elliot, and I'm with the Cub Scouts of America. We're.. we're selling uncut cocaine to get to the jamboree.

View Quote Mentor: You think a cop gives a **** about a pimp? Listen. Every pimp in the world gets shot. Two in the back of the ****in' head. Cops'd throw a party, man.

View Quote Alabama: Did I do my part okay?
Clarence: Bamaloo you were perfect.
Alabama: Like a ninja?
Clarence: Like a ninja.

View Quote Boris: Call me an ambulance. Somebody, call me an ambulance.
Nicky Dimes: Shut up.
Boris: **** you, I'm bleeding.
Nicky Dimes: I'll call you a hearse... this is for Cody.

View Quote Clarence: [having just gotten married] Well, hello, Mrs. Worley.
Alabama: How do you do, Mr. Worley?
Clarence: Top o' the mornin', Mrs. Worley.
Alabama: Bottom of the night, Mr. Worley. By the way, have you seen your lovely little wife today?
Clarence: Are you speaking of my beautiful, charming, sexy wife, Mrs. Alabama Worley?
Alabama: Why, are there any others, Mr. Worley?
Clarence: No, none for me. [they kiss]

View Quote Clarence: Do I look like a beautiful blond with big tits and an ass that tastes like French vanilla ice-cream?
Elliot: What?
Clarence: I said do I look like a beautiful blonde with big big tits and an ass that tastes like French vanilla ice cream?
Elliot: No.
Clarence: No. Okay, then why are you telling me all this bullshit, huh? You wanna **** me?

View Quote Clarence: I can't tell you... that was one of the best times I ever had. It was. But, you know, I knew something must be rotten in Denmark. There was no way you could like me that much. Man, I can't tell you how relieved I was when you took off your dress, you... you didn't have a dick.
Alabama: Stop being so ****ing calm about all this.

View Quote Clarence: You're a whore?
Alabama: I'm not a whore. I'm a call-girl. There's a difference, you know?

View Quote Clifford: I haven't seen Clarence.
Coccotti: You see that? [Holding a clenched fist, then striking Clifford] That smarts, doesn't it? Getting slammed in the nose. ****s you all up. You get that pain shootin' through your brain, your eyes fill up with water. That ain't any kind of fun, but what I have to offer you, that's as good as it's gonna get. And it won't ever get that good again. We talked to your neighbors. They saw a Cadillac. Purple Cadillac. Clarence's purple Cadillac, parked in front of your trailer yesterday. Mr. Worley, you seen your son?
Clifford: Now, wait a minute and listen. I haven't seen Clarence in three years. Yesterday he shows up here with a girl, sayin' he got married. He told me he needed some quick cash for a honeymoon, so he asked if he could borrow five hundred dollars. I wanted to help him out so I wrote out a check. We went to breakfast and that's the last I saw of him. So help me God. They never thought to tell me where they were goin'. And I never thought to ask.
Coccotti: Sicilians are great liars. The best in the world. I'm a Sicilian. And my old man was the world heavyweight champion of Sicilian liars. And from growin' up with him I learned the pantomime. Now there are seventeen different things a guy can do when he lies to give him away. A guy has seventeen pantomimes. A woman's got twenty, but a guy's got seventeen. And if you know 'em like ya know your own face, they beat lie detectors to hell. What we got here is a little game of show and tell. You don't wanna show me nothin'. But you're tellin' me everything. Now I know you know where they are. So tell me, before I do some damage you won't walk away from.
Clifford: Could I have one of those Chesterfields now?
Coccotti: Sure.
Clifford: Got a match? Oh, don't bother. I got one.

View Quote Clifford: You know, I don't believe you.
Coccotti: That's of minor importance. What is of major ****ing importance is that I believe you.

View Quote Clifford: You're Sicilian, huh?
Coccotti: Yeah, Sicilian.
Clifford: You know, I read a lot. Especially about things that have to do with history. I find that shit fascinating. Here's a fact, I don't know if you know or not, Sicilians were spawned by ****s.
Coccotti: Come again?
Clifford: It's a fact. You see, Sicilians have black blood pumpin' through their hearts. If you don't believe me, you can look it up. Hundreds and hundreds of years ago, you see, the Moors conquered Sicily. And Moors are ****s.
Coccotti: Yes...
Clifford: So you see, way back then, uh, Sicilians were like, uh, w**s from Northern Italy. Ah, they all had blonde hair and blue eyes, but, uh, well, then the Moors moved in there, and uh, well, they changed the whole country. They did so much ****in' with Sicilian women, huh? That they changed the whole bloodline forever. That's why blonde hair and blue eyes became black hair and dark skin. You know, it's absolutely amazing to me to think that to this day, hundreds of years later, that, uh, that Sicilians still carry that n***er gene. Now this...
[Coccotti laughs]
Clifford: No, I'm, no, I'm quoting... history. It's written. It's a fact, it's written.
Coccotti: [laughing] I love this guy.
Clifford: Your ancestors are n***ers. Uh-huh. Hey. Yeah. And, and your great-great-great-great grandmother ****ed a n****r, ho, ho, yeah, and she had a half-n***er kid... now, if that's a fact, tell me, am I lying? 'Cause you, you're part ***plant.
Coccotti: Ohhh!
Clifford: Huh? Hey! Hey! Hey!
Coccotti: You're a c****loupe. [shoots Cliff in the face]