Juliette Lewis credited as playing...
Kate Fuller
- Sex Machine: What's your name, girlie?
- Kate: Kate. What's yours?
- Sex Machine: Sex Machine. Pleased to meet you, Kate.
- 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.
- Kate: I don't know if I can take much more of that noise.
- Frost: Sure you can. You can take it because you got no choice. How'd you like to spend twenty four hours of it lying in some muddy ditch, with nothing but the rotting corpses of your friends to keep you company?
- Jacob: What are you talking about?
- Frost: I was in 'Nam, back in '72. I was trapped behind enemy lines, with my entire squad dead. They thought they had killed everyone. Except for me, they was right. But it wasn't for their lack of trying. A grenade blew up right beside me. That's why I'm so pretty! And they started pushing all them bodies in on top of me. All I could do was lay there, playing possum, listening to the enemy joke, laugh, hour after hour after hour.
- Sex Machine: [Vampire voices in his head] Kill them! Kill them all! Kill them! Kill Kill them!
- Frost: So I finally climbed out of this hole, and I sneaked up on the enemy while he was sleeping, and I gave him one, two, three, four... when I came to my senses, I realized I had killed an entire VC squad, single-handed. There was blood and chunks of yellow flesh clinging to my bayonet. To this day, I don't remember...
- [Vampire Sex Machine sneaks up behind him and bites him]
- Jacob: We got about two more hours till we get into El Paso, which is right next to the border. We'll stop in a motel.
- Scott Fuller: Stop? We're not actually gonna stop in a motel are we?
- Kate: Yeah, what for? We have a motor home. We don't want to stay in those roach haven motels, do we?
- Scott Fuller, Kate: We're self-contained.
- Jacob: Okay. Okay. Maybe I was a little overzealous. But give me a break. I just bought it.
- Scott Fuller: How come you wanna stop anyways, Dad?
- Jacob: I'm exhausted.
- Scott Fuller: Exhausted? Just lie in the back, Dad. I can drive us into Mexico.
- Jacob: I just bet you would. Don't even think about it. Besides, I wanna have just one night's sleep in an honest to goodness bed. The beds in the home are okay, but... They're not like a real bed.
- Scott Fuller: Excuse me. I've got to use the restroom.
- Kate: Oh, guess what? When I called the machine to check the messages, um, one of them was from Bethel Baptist. And Mr. Franklin said that he wouldn't permanently replace you until we came back. And he said that...
- Jacob: That's very nice of Ted. But I'll call him tomorrow and tell him not to bother waiting.
- Kate: Daddy, I didn't wanna talk about this in front of Scott because he gets upset, but I just wanna know. Don't you believe in God anymore?
- Jacob: Not enough to be a pastor. Look, I know this is hard on you kids. After Jenny's death, this is probably the last thing you need, but my congregation needs spiritual leadership. Well, my faith is gone. To answer your question, yes, I do believe in Jesus. Yes, I do believe in God. But do I love them? No.
- Kate: Well, it's just that all our lives you've been a pastor. And then one day, you're just gonna wake up and say fuck him?
- Jacob: I didn't say, "Fuck him." Every person who chooses the service of God as his life's work has something in common. I don't care if you're a preacher, a priest, a nun, a rabbi, or a Buddhist monk, many, many times during your life, you'll look at your reflection in the mirror and ask yourself: "Am I a fool?" I'm not going through a lapse. What I've experienced is closer to an awakening.
- Kate: But, Daddy, what do you think Momma would say?
- Jacob: Momma's got nothing to say. She's dead.
- Richie: [they're hiding in the bathroom of the RV] They're gonna search the van.
- Seth: As long as you don't act like a fucking nut, we're gonna be just fine.
- Richie: What the hell's that supposed to mean?
- Seth: What?
- Richie: You just called me a fucking nut.
- Seth: No, I didn't.
- Richie: Yes, you did. You said as long as I don't act like a fucking nut. Implying that I've been acting like a fucking nut.
- Seth: Take a pill, all right. I just meant be cool.
- Richie: Yeah, you meant that, but you meant the other too.
- Seth: This is not the time, Richie.
- Richie: Hey, fuck those spic pigs, man. You called me a fucking nut. Now where I come from, that stops the train in it's tracks.
- Seth: Keep your fucking voice down.
- Richie: Or what? What was the nuttiest thing I did, Seth? I'm curious. Tell me. What? What was it?
- Seth: This is not the time, Richie.
- Richie: I know. Was it possibly when your ass was rotting in jail and I broke it out? Was that the nuttiest thing? That was nutty. Not to mention stupid.
- [Seth knocks him out to silence him]
- Kate: Thanks.