Blood Simple quotes

View Quote Marty: Lover-boy oughta lock his door. I love you...That's a stupid thing to say, right?
Abby: I... I love you too.
Marty: [smiling] No. You're just saying that because you're scared. You left your weapon behind...He'll kill you too.

View Quote Ray: Am I fired? You wanna hit me? What?
Marty: I don't particularly want to talk to you.
Ray: Well... if you're not gonna fire me I might as well quit.
Marty: Fine. Suit yourself...Having a good time?
Ray: I don't like this kind of talk.
Marty: Then what'd you come here for?
Ray: You owe me for two weeks.
Marty: Nope. She's an expensive piece of ass...You get a refund though, if you tell me who else she's been sluicing.
Ray: I want that money. If you wanna tell me something, fine--
Marty: What're you, a ****ing marriage counselor?
[Ray smiles]
Marty: What're you smiling at--I'm a funny guy, right, I'm an asshole? No, no, that's not what's funny. What's funny is her. What's funny is that I had you two followed because, if it isn't you, she's been sleeping with someone else...What's really going to be funny is when she gives you that innocent look and says, "What're you talking about, Ray, I haven't done anything funny." ...But the funniest thing to me right now is that you think she came back here for you--that's what's funny...Come on this property again and I'll be forced to shoot you...Fair notice.

View Quote You know a friend of mine broke his hand a while back. Put in a cast. Very next day he takes a fall, protects his bad hand, falls on his good one, breaks that too. So now he's got two busted flippers and I say to him "Creighton, I hope your wife loves you. 'Cause for the next five weeks you cannot wipe your own goddamn ass." That's the test, ain't it? Test of true love.

View Quote [to Abby] Something pretty ****ing weird is going on. Put your coat on and I'll drop you at home. But don't talk to either of 'em until I do. And don't worry. Believe me. These things always have a logical explanation. Usually.

View Quote Visser: [about a photo of Ray and Abby] I know a place you can get that framed.
Marty: What did you take these for?
Visser: What do you mean? Just doin' my job.
Marty: You called me, I knew they were there, so what do I need these for?
Visser: Well, I don't know... Call it a fringe benefit.
Marty: How long did you watch her?
Visser: Most of the night...They'd just rest a few minutes and then get started again. Quite something.

View Quote Ray: Why d'you wanna leave all this?
Abby: You kidding? I don't wanna leave all this, I just wanna leave Marty.

View Quote [to Marty] Who looks stupid now?

View Quote [to Marty] Stick your finger up the wrong person's ass?

View Quote Lover-boy oughta lock his door. Lotta nuts out there.

View Quote Visser: Anything else?
Marty: Yeah, don't come by here any more. If I need you again I know which rock to turn over.
Visser: [laughs] That's good... "which rock to turn over"... that's very good...Well, gimme a call whenever you wanna cut off my head...I can crawl around without it.

View Quote Marty: You know in Greece they cut off the head of the messenger who brought bad news.
Visser: Now that don't make much sense.
Marty: No. It just made them feel better.
Visser: [laughs] Well first off, Julian, I don't know what the story is in Greece but in this state we got very definite laws about that. Second place I ain't a messenger, I'm a private investigator. And third place--and most important--it ain't such bad news. I mean you thought he was a colored. [He laughs] You're always assumin' the worst.

View Quote Even the ****ing dog's gone crazy.

View Quote Marty: So how long have you know Meurice?
Debra: About ten years.
...
Marty: So what're you doing tonight?
Debra: Going out with Meurice.
Marty: Tell him you have a headache.
Debra: It'll pass.
Marty: We don't seem to be communicating--
Debra: You want to hustle me. I don't want to be hustled. It's as simple as that. Now that I've communicated, why don't you leave?
Marty: I own the place.
Debra: Christ, I'm getting bored.
Marty: I'm not surprised, the company you've been keeping the last ten years.

View Quote Visser: I'm supposed to do a murder--two murders--and just trust you not to go simple on me and do something stupid. I mean real stupid. Now why should I trust you?
Marty: For the money.
Visser: The money. Yeah. That's a right smart bit of money.

View Quote Visser: Something I got to ask you, Marty. I've been very very careful. Have you been very very careful?
Marty: Of course.
Visser: Nobody knows you hired me?
Marty: Don't be absurd, I wasn't about to tell anyone. This is an illicit romance--we've got to trust each other to be discreet. For richer, for poorer.
Visser: Don't say that. Your marriages don't work out so hot. How did you cover the money?
Marty: It's taken care of. The less you know about it the better. I just made a call about that. It'll look fine.
Visser: I must've gone money simple. This kind of murder...it's too damn risky.
Marty: Then you shouldn't have done it. Can't have it both ways. Count it if you want.
Visser: Nah, I trust ya. [shoots Marty]