Planet Terror (2007)
Jeff Fahey: J.T.
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Quotes
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J.T. Hague : That boy's got the devil in him.
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J.T. Hague : Hey, hey. You want some barbeque? Best in Texas.
Cherry Darling : Oh, no thanks.
J.T. Hague : What's the matter? You don't eat meat?
Cherry Darling : Oh, I eat meat. I also eat lots of shit.
[grins]
Cherry Darling : See that?
J.T. Hague : What's that?
Cherry Darling : Shit-eating grin.
J.T. Hague : [laughs] You ought to be a comedian.
Cherry Darling : What do you think of the leg?
J.T. Hague : [laughs] Sure is funny.
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[repeated line]
J.T. Hague : Best in Texas.
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J.T. Hague : You're the second person to show up tonight.
El Wray : Who's the first?
J.T. Hague : [nods to Cherry] Right there. Must be passin' through. Seems only strangers eat here.
El Wray : [picking up his coffee] I still eat here, J.T.
J.T. Hague : Oh, yeah, you sure do. By the way, don't choke on all that food you're eatin'.
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Sheriff Hague : I was thinking, we could build a new place right there where the old one was. You cook, I work the back.
J.T. Hague : You don't make that rent so God-Damn high.
Sheriff Hague : We share the recipe, we share the rent.
J.T. Hague : Start at 250 degrees.
Sheriff Hague : [Pulls a note pad and pen out] I knew it. For how long?
J.T. Hague : 12 pounds?
Sheriff Hague : Sure.
J.T. Hague : 12 pounds, 12 hours.
Sheriff Hague : Wrapped in tin foil, right?
J.T. Hague : I don't use no goddamn foil.
Sheriff Hague : Damn. Tomatoes? Fresh?
J.T. Hague : Canned.
Sheriff Hague : No Shit?
J.T. Hague : Yeah.
Sheriff Hague : You score me some?
J.T. Hague : Oh Yeah, cause we're brothers.
Sheriff Hague : Thank you for this.
J.T. Hague : You just remember, you got to take this recipe to your grave.
Sheriff Hague : I think I can... goddamn guarantee that.
[Dies]
J.T. Hague : Heh heh heh heh heh heh!
[Blows up the quarantine chamber]
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Sheriff Hague : You cook that meat at 250 degrees don't you?
J.T. Hague : I don't remember. I set the heat with my hands.
Sheriff Hague : You give me that recipe or I'll raise your rent higher than a Georgia pine.
J.T. Hague : Brother, ain't no Texan's ever gonna give you his BBQ recipe, that's a fact! He'll take it to his grave! I could be bleedin' like a stuck pig and I ain't gonna tell ya! I could be dyin' in your arms and I ain't gonna tell ya!
[hangs up phone]
J.T. Hague : Heh heh heh!
Sheriff Hague : [to himself] We'll see about that.
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J.T. Hague : Grab the slaw! Can't have a barbeque without the slaw!
Babysitter Twin #1 : We need guns!
[J.T. hands both babysitter twins large, pump-action, shotguns]
Babysitter Twin #2 : Fucking cool!
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J.T. Hague : [after checking out Tammy] Now THAT'S a rump roast.