John Philbin credited as playing...
Gideon
- Gideon: There's this movie playing out at the drive in. I've seen it about eight times. You're going to love it. It's called "Saturday Night Girls."
- JoeBob: [shooting revolver] Hey what kind of chance do you think old Pride's got against beating that brindle pit coming up from Arkansas
- Moonie: Chance? Shit. Gordo wouldn't put that dog in if it wasn't gonna win.
- JoeBob: [to his brother] Set them up.
- Gideon: You ever lost any money on her, Dutra?
- Eddie Dutra: Not yet, and I better not.
- Moonie: Fuck, no, that's one hell of a dog, that is.
- Chad Bob: [Gordo shoots between his feet] Goddamn Gordo that wasn't funny!
- Eddie Dutra: Shit, Gordo you missed.
- Gideon: Just go on set them up.
- Chad Bob: Shit.
- [Sets up jars]
- Gideon: I say we stage a little fight between that new bitch at school and Moonie.
- Eddie Dutra: Where we gonna find anybody who'd bet on the Moon?
- Gideon: Boy I'd like to fuck her.
- JoeBob: Oh, yeah. I'd spend a little time on top of that.
- Gideon: Just a pushing and a pulling.
- JoeBob: Take some doing though getting in those pants.
- Eddie Dutra: Yeah I could get her.
- Moonie: Says who?
- Eddie Dutra: Says me and 50 bucks.
- Gideon: Me too. I could get her. Fuck her black and blue.
- Eddie Dutra: Wanna put a little money on it, Gid? Who can pop that little cherry?
- Gideon: [takes money out of pocket] Hell, yeah. 50 bucks says I get her first.
- Eddie Dutra: Well, I'm always glad to help a fool.
- [puts money out]
- Eddie Dutra: any other takers?
- JoeBob: [taking out wallet puts money out as well] Shit. I was born at night but not last night. That girl and her jerk off brother wouldn't give you the steam off their shit. $50 says she won't put out for either of you assholes.
- Moonie: Dutra, you always been three bricks shy of a load anyhow.
- [Dutra shoots between his feet making him jump]
- Moonie: Shit, man, that ain't funny!
- Gideon: [after Gordo lets out his Pitbull to bite on the rope drenched in chicken blood] All right. All right.
- Moonie: He loves that don't he. That's what being a pitbull's all about. Loving blood. How long do you think she'll stay up there Gid?
- Gideon: As long as we let her. Once she gets that taste of blood in her mouth there ain't nothing gonna get her off this rope till she's ready.
- Eddie Dutra: Who the hell told you to put the dog on the rope?
- Gideon: Oh, come on, Dutra. We always work her this way
- Eddie Dutra: You bucking me again?
- Gideon: You want me to cut her down?
- Eddie Dutra: Hell, you got her up, leave her up.
- Moonie: Hey, Dutra, Dutra. Can you front me a little shit till Wednesday?
- Eddie Dutra: I'm trying to run a fucking business here Moon, I ain't fronting nothing.
- Moonie: You know I'm good for it.
- Eddie Dutra: Money talks. The rest is bullshit. I didn't take you to raise. Gonna take another visit up to Funland.
- JoeBob: Let's just let it alone.
- Eddie Dutra: What the hell are you talking about?
- JoeBob: I'm saying...
- Eddie Dutra: I'm saying I don't know what the fuck you're talking about?
- JoeBob: I'm just thinking that?
- Eddie Dutra: Well what the hell you thinking for?
- Gideon: You ain't turning chicken shit on us, are you now?
- JoeBob: Chicken shits got nothing to do with it?
- [Gideon starts mimicking as a chicken]
- JoeBob: you know I never back down before.
- Eddie Dutra: [smacks JoeBob then grabs him by the face] You want out? You're out. I don't wanna see you, I don't wanna know you. You see me coming, you go the other way. You understand me?
- JoeBob: I didn't say I was out, Dutra. I don't want out. I'm in. I'm always in.
- Eddie Dutra: Well, then shut up.
- Gideon: [after chicken get its head cut off and it's blood is put on a rope] Jesus, look at that shit. Looks like a goddamn spigot
- [throws a headless chicken]
- Gideon: Chad Bob take that on in to your ma.
- Chad Bob: Get a joint if I do?
- Gideon: You get the back of my hand if you don't.
- Chad Bob: I'm old enough to shovel dog shit, but I ain't old enough for a fucking toke?
- Gideon: You watch your mouth, boy. You're going to wind up talking like a fucking hoodlum. Now, go on.