Eat My Dust (1976)

Dave Madden: Big Bubba Jones

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Quotes 

• Big Bubba Jones : This new engine's better. Hotter than a Houston whorehouse!

• Big Bubba Jones : I guess I'll loop the poop with the troop.

• Big Bubba Jones : [over the racer's intercom]  Kid, I just want to say bring that car back in one piece and I won't bust none of your bones, now, you hear?

  Darlene Kurtz : Stick it in your ear.

• Big Bubba Jones : [referring to Mabel, the race car]  Now, that ain't no way to treat a lady.

• Big Bubba Jones : Hoover, you ain't got a double-D goddamn chance with these old boys. Why don't you just give yourself up?

  Hoover Niebold : Ask my father!

  Big Bubba Jones : What in holy-hollerin' hell does he got to do with it?

  Hoover Niebold : Oh, nothing! He just wants to throw me in jail, fine me a million dollars, and then feed my guts to the cat!

  Big Bubba Jones : Aw, he wouldn't do that, no. I'LL EAT 'EM MYSELF!

• Big Bubba Jones : Now, hold on a minute! How much damage was done to the car?

  Dep. Gallo : Well, we're gonna have to pull it apart to get the mud out. Even my guns were jammed.

  Big Bubba Jones : Not your car, BB brain! Mine!

  Dep. Gallo : Well, what are you asking me for?

  Big Bubba Jones : Well, it was my car you was chasing.

  Dep. Gallo : [grabs Bubba by the shirt]  Oh, yeah? You're under arrest!

• Big Bubba Jones : [to Hoover]  You let Big Bubba give you a little piece of advice. The best way to watch a race is up in them blankety-blank bleachers!

• Sheriff Niebold : [over the intercom radio as Hoover and Darlene ride back into town]  All right, son. This is my final offer: probation and thirty percent of your salary. If I tried to do anymore than that, I'd have to resign!

  Dep. Brookside : Well, you'll have to resign anyway, Harry.

  Dep. Gallo : Yeah, the jig's up!

  Dep. Brookside : Oh, yeah, you're finished.

  Sheriff Niebold : SHUT UP, WILL YA?

  Dep. Brookside : Thirty percent of what?

  Dep. Gallo : Yeah, who would give that punk a job?

  Dep. Brookside : I wouldn't!

  Sheriff Niebold : That's it, shithead! You're fired!

  Dep. Brookside : You can't fire us!

  Dep. Brookside , Dep. Gallo : WE QUIT!

  Big Bubba Jones : Shoot, sheriff. The kid's won. He can get a ride on any Double-D goddamn track in the country!

  Hoover Niebold : [to Darlene]  Is the ride over?

  Darlene Kurtz : That's up to you.

• Big Bubba Jones : [noticing Hoover is driving Mabel up a steep mountain road]  Oh, what's he doing--don't go up there, son! Mabel can't make it!

  Hoover Niebold : [over CB]  She's trying.

  Big Bubba Jones : [exasperated]  Ohh!

  Elmer : [handing Bubba a can of beer]  Have a beer.

• Big Bubba Jones : [after walking out of the bathroom in the sheriff's office]  Whew, how often do you change the double-D-goddamn towels around here?

  Sheriff Niebold : [annoyed]  Who the hell are YOU?

  Big Bubba Jones : Big Bubba Jones. What, you wanna make something of it?

  Sheriff Niebold : Oh, it was your car that was... taken, right?

  Big Bubba Jones : You bet your turned-up nose it was, diddly punk.

  Clark : [angrily points his finger at Bubba]  You watch your smart mouth, fella!

  [Harry puts up his hand to calm Clark down] 

  Sheriff Niebold : You can file a complaint.

  [an exasperated Bubba walks aside and grabs a can of beer from the mini-fridge behind the front desk] 

  Sheriff Niebold : [to Clark]  Now, he will need a complaint form. That will be CF-70-80-VF-00-0. You got that?

  Clark : Got it.

  Big Bubba Jones : Shit, I don't want no forms. I just wanna get Mabel back.

  Clark : Mabel? Well, he wants missing persons. That's a whole other form.

• Clark : [Deputy Brookside tries to keep the parents outside, but they push the door of the sheriff's office open and Clark draws his shotgun at them]  All right, hold it right there!

  [Brookside fearfully holds his hands up to surrender] 

  Clark : Not you, dum-dum!

  Sheriff Niebold : Somebody please shut the goddamn door.

  Hazel Chandler : [wearily]  Oh, I need a drink.

  Big Bubba Jones : Got beer in the ice box.

  Hazel Chandler : Oh, good, Honey, would you get me one?

  Dorrit Kurtz : [noticing Clark is still cautiously aiming his shotgun at the parents]  Do not point the gun at me.

  Willie Kurtz : He is pointing the gun because he is a policeman. Do not tell a policeman not to point a gun.

  Sheriff Niebold : [annoyed]  Put it down.

  Dolores Westerby : [impatiently]  Okay, sheriff, where are they?

  Sheriff Niebold : Now, I know you're worried because I am, too. My kid is out there, too. Now, what they're doing is showing off to each other. Now, this is not a theft, it's just an...

  Big Bubba Jones : [to Hazel]  BA-LONEY.

  Sheriff Niebold : Now, look, when those kids took that car...

  [the parents begin angrily shouting protests] 

  Sheriff Niebold : HOLD IT! LOOK! I told you outside, I can't talk to you all at one time, so if you will just file into the waiting room, I will talk to you ONE at a time.

  [Sam Chandler playfully slaps Dolores' behind to her surprise as they all start to go in] 

  Old Timer : Come on, Harry! That's not a waiting room! That's a goddamn drunk tank!

  Sheriff Niebold : [to the old timer]  Or you can go home and wait for my call.