A woman makes a guy ****; it's standard. A guy makes a woman ****, it's talent.
Clerks (1994) · 59 quotes
Tied for most-quoted character in Clerks (1994): in 31 of its 59 quotes
Most scenes with: Randal Graves (15), Customer (5), Jay (4)
Hey, try not to suck any dick on the way to the parking lot! [a guy standing near the door begins to walk off] Hey! Hey, you! Get back here!
More lines from Dante Hicks
8 quotesGreat, every time I kiss you, I'm gonna taste 36 other guys!
You ever notice how all the prices end in nine? Damn, that's eerie.
I mean aside from the cheating, we were a great couple. I mean that's what high school was about, algebra, bad lunch, and infidelity.
I'm not the type of person who will disrupt things just so I can shit comfortably.
My friend here is trying to convince me that any independent contractors working on the uncompleted Death Star were innocent victims when it was destroyed by the Rebels.
37?! I'm 37?!
I'm not even supposed to be here today!
Scenes with Dante Hicks
22 scenesYou think anybody can see us down here?
Why? Do you wanna have sex or something?
...You sucked that guy's d*ck?!
.Well, yeah. How do you think I knew--?
But you said you only had sex with three different guys; you never mentioned him!
Because I never had sex with him.
You sucked his d*ck!
We went out a few times. We never had sex but we fooled around.
Oh my God, why did you tell me you only had sex with three different guys?
Because I did only have sex with three different guys; that doesn't mean I didn't just go with people.
Oh my God, I feel so nauseous!
I'm sorry, Dante, I thought you understood!
I did understand! I understood that you had sex with three different guys and that's all you said!
Please calm down.
How many?
Dante--
How many d*cks have you sucked?!
Let it go!
How many?!
All right, shut up a second and I'll tell you! Jesus! I didn't freak out like this when you told me how many girls you ****!
This is different, this is important! How many?!
...Well?!
Something like 36.
What?! Something like 36?!
Lower your voice.
Wait a minute, what is that anyway, something like 36?! Does that include me?!
Ummm, 37.
I'm 37?!
I'm going to class.
Oh, my God. [To Customer] 37! My girlfriend sucked 37 d*cks!
In a row?
I stopped by home and brought you some lunch.
What is it?
Peanut butter and jelly with the crust cut off. What do you think it is? It's lasagna.
Really? Ah, you're the queen!
I'm glad you've calmed down a bit. Hi, Randall.
37?
Shut up. Yes, I've calmed down. I'm not happy but I'll be able to deal.
Slurp, slurp, slurp
Why don't you go back to the video store?
I'm stuck in this pit, working for less than slave wages, working on my day off. The goddamn steel shutters are closed. I deal with every backward-assed **** on the planet. I smell like shoe polish. My ex-girlfriend is catatonic after **** a dead guy, and my present girlfriend has sucked 36 dicks.
37.
Hey, Dante, I'm gonna grab a Gatorade.
If you grab a Gatorade, then everyone's gonna grab one.
So?
So, who's gonna pay for all these Gatorades?
What do you care, you shoe polish-smelling mother****er?
Hey, I have a responsibility here. I can't have everybody grabbing free drinks.
Responsibility? What responsibility? You're closing the **** store to play hockey!
He's blunt, but he's got a point.
Will you let me maintain some semblance of managerial control here?
No, all I'm sayin' is that if you're gonna be insubordinate, you might as well go the full nine, not pussy out when it comes to free shit to drink.
He's right, as if we're suddenly gonna have a run on Gatorade.
****in' A!
All right! Jesus! You ****ers are pushy!
Only 12 minutes of a game and then it's over?! ****! ****, ****, ****! I'm not even suppose to be here today!
I still get free Gatorade, right?
Hockey's hockey. At least we got to play.
Twelve minutes is hardly a game. Jesus, it's hardly even a warm-up.
Bitch, bitch, bitch. You want something to drink?
Yeah. Gatorade.
Hey, what happened to all the Gatorade?
Exactly! They drank it all!
What did you like better, Jedi or The Empire Strikes Back?
Empire.
Blasphemy.
Empire had the better ending. I mean, Luke gets his hand cut off, finds out Vader's his father. Han gets frozen and taken away by Boba Fett. It ends on such a down note. I mean, that's what life is, a series of down endings. All Jedi had was a bunch of Muppets.
The 'Milk Maids'?
The women that go through every gallon of milk, looking for that later date, as if somewhere beyond all the other gallons is a container of milk that won't go bad for at least a decade.
Now lose the skates, Dorothy Hamill, and open the ****in' store!
Dante, where are ya?
He's busy!
In a second!
**** "in a second"! This--oh look at you, you can't even pass!
Hey, I can pass!
How 'bout covering the point? Man, you suck.
Who are you to make assessments?
Hey, I'll assess all I want, pal.
Hey, Dante, you in or out?
Don't pass to this guy. He sucks! You suck!
Oh, like you're any better?
Hey, I'll whoop your ass any day, pal!
Oh, it's easy to for you to say from over here!
Gimme your stick, pretty boy. I'll knock your ****in' teeth out and pass all over your ass!
Hey, you open?
Yeah, you open?
No!
You know who I can do without? The people in the video store.
Which ones?
All of 'em.
What would you get for a six-year-old boy who chronically wets his bed?
So, do you have any new movies in?
Do you have that one with that guy who was in that movie that was out last year?
They never rent quality flicks. They always pick the most intellectually devoid movie on the racks.
Oooh! Navy Seals!
It's like in order to join they have to have an I.Q. less than their shoe size.
Chick only made you nuts, man. She cheated on you how many times?
Eight and a half.
Eight and a half?
Party at John Kay's, senior year; I get blitzed, pass out in his bedroom. Caitlin comes in and jumps all over me.
So, that's cheating?
No. In the middle of it she called me Brad.
She called you Brad?
Called me Brad.
That's not cheating. People say crazy shit during sex. One time I called this girl 'Mom'.
You hate people!
But I love gatherings. Isn't it ironic?
The jizz-mopper's job is to clean off the glass after each guy shoots a load. I don't know if you noticed, but **** leaves streaks if you don't clean it right away.
I'm sorry?
Using filthy language in front of the customers, you both should be fired!
I'm sorry, I guess we got carried away.
I don't know if sorry could make up for it, you've highly offended me.
Well if you thinks that's offensive, check this out!
I think you can see her kidneys!
[The customer runs out of the store.]
What the **** did you do that for?!
Two reasons. One, I hate it when the customers can't shut up about the stupid tabloid headlines.
Oh, Jesus!
And two, to prove a point, title does not dictate behavior.
What?!
If title dictated my behavior as a clerk serving the public, I wouldn't be allowed to spit water on that guy, but I did. My point is that people dicate their own behavior. Even though I work at a video store, I choose to rent videos at Big Choice. Agreed?
You're a danger to both the dead and the living.
I like to think that I am a master of my own destiny.
Please get the hell outta here!
You know I'm your hero.
Hey, any balls down there?
About the biggest pair you've ever seen, dingleberry.
I can't ****in' believe you!
I'm tellin' you, it wasn't my fault!
You knocked the casket over!
It was an accident!
Like somebody knocks a casket over on purpose!
It wasn't a big deal!
Her ****in' body fell out!
Just put it back in; it's not like it matters if she breaks something!
Just go! Just go open the video store!
Yeah, open the video store!
Shut the **** up, junkie!
Please, just go open the video store!
Yeah, you ****-smokin' clerk!
And what did I tell you about dealin' in front of the store?!
I'm not dealin' in front of the store!
You dealin'?
Yeah, man, what you want?
[Dante, resigned, walks angrily into the Quick Stop.]
What are you watching?
Children's programming.
They call it "shell shock". It seems to only happen with guidance counselors. They use to make a big deal of it but they let just let it go now 'cuz they always pay for whatever they break and they never bother anybody.
Well, why guidance counselors?
Well, if your job was as meaningless as theirs, wouldn't you go crazy too?
Come to think of it, my guidance counselor was kinda worthless.
Embolism in a pool.
What an embarrassing way to die.
That's nothing compared to how my cousin Walter died.
How did he die?
He broke his neck.
That's embarrassing?
He broke his neck trying to suck his own dick.
Hold on to the counter and I'll pull.
Usually, I just turn the can upside down.
Maybe we oughta soap your hand up.
They oughta put a warning on these things, like they do with cigarettes.
Oh, I think it's coming!
Heh, thanks. I thought I was going to have to go to the hospital.
I'll throw this out as a precautionary measure.
It stings a little.
A little word of advice, my friend: Sometimes you gotta let those hard-to-reach chips go.
Thanks.
You know that article's accurate? Caitlin really is getting married.
You know what I just watched?
Me pulling a can off some moron's fist?
I can't believe I'm gonna miss the **** game!
Well, at least we're stuck here together.
My grandma use to say "What's better? ****in' a good plate with nothin' on it..." no wait, I **** up, "What's a good plate with nothing on it?"
Meaning?
I don't know. She was senile and shit. She use to ****in' piss herself all the time..and shit herself. C'mon Silent Bob lets get the **** outta this ****in' jib joint, with this ****in' **** Dante. You ****-smoker.
You men make me feel sick. You'll sleep with anything that says yes.
Animal, mineral or vegetable.
Vegetable, meaning paraplegic.
They put up the least amount of struggle.
You're spending what? 20, maybe 30 dollars a week on your cigarettes?
Yeah.
40.
Something like that.
53.
53 dollars a week on cigarettes?! Come on! Would you give somebody that much money each week to kill you? 'Cause that's what you're doing now by paying for this so-called privilege to smoke.
Hey man, we gotta croak sometime.
It's that kinda mentality that allows the cancer-producing industry to thrive. Course we're all gonna die some day. But do we have to pay for it? Do we have to actually throw hard-earned dollars down on the counter and say, "Please, Mr. Merchant of Death, please, sell me something that'll stink up my breath and my clothes and fry my lungs."
Now wait a second!
Yeah. Yeah, now here comes the speech about how he's just doing his job by following orders. Friends, let me tell you about another group of hatemongers that were just following orders.
Who's that?
They were called Nazis!
Nazis, that's right.
****in' Nazi!
Yeah, and they practically wiped an entire nation of people off the Earth, just like your cigarettes are doing now.
You know, that article's accurate. Caitlin's really getting married!
You know what I just watched?
Me pulling a can off some moron's fist?
Return of the Jedi.
Didn't you hear me? Caitlin is really getting married!
Which did you like better? Jedi or The Empire Strikes Back?
Empire.
Blasphemy.
Empire had the better ending. I mean, Luke gets his hand cut off, finds out Vader's his father, uh, Han gets frozen and taken away by Boba Fett. It ends on such a down note. I mean, that's what life is, a series of down endings. All Jedi had was a bunch of Muppets.
There was something else going on in Jedi. I ever noticed it 'til today. They built another Death Star, right?
Yeah.
Now, the first one was completed and fully operational before the Rebels destroyed it.
Luke blew it up. Give credit where credit is due.
And the second one was still being built when they blew it up.
Compliments of Lando Calrissian.
Something just never sat right with me that second time around. I could never put my figure on it, but something just wasn't right.
And you figured it out?
The first Death Star was manned by the Imperial Army. The only people onboard were stormtroopers, dignitaries. Imperials.
Basically.
So when they blew it up, no problem. Evil's punished.
And the second time around?
The second time around, it wasn't even done being built yet. It was still under construction.
So?
So a construction job of that magnitude would require a helluva lot more manpower than the Imperial army had to offer. I'll bet there were independent contractors working on that thing: plumbers, aluminum siders, roofers...
And not just Imperials. Is that what you're getting at?
Exactly. In order to get it built quickly and quietly, they'd hire anybody who could do the job. Do you think the average stormtrooper knows how to install a toilet main? All they know is killing and white uniforms.
All right, so they bring in independent contractors. Why are you so upset with its destruction?
All those innocent contractors hired to do the job were killed! Casualties of a war they had nothing to do with. All right, look, you're a roofer, and some juicy government contract comes your way. You got the wife and kids and the two-story in suburbia. This is a government contract, which means all sorts of benefits. All of a sudden these left-wing militants blast you with lasers and wipe out everyone within a three-mile radius. You didn't ask for that. You have no personal politics. You're just trying to scrape out a living.
Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt, but what are you two talking about?
The ending of Return of the Jedi.
My friend here is trying to convince me that any independent contractors who were working on the uncompleted Death Star were innocent victims when it was destroyed by the Rebels.
Well, I'm a contractor myself. I'm a roofer—Dunn and Ready Home Improvements—and speaking as a roofer, I can tell you a roofer's personal politics comes into play heavily when choosing jobs.
Oh yeah, like when?
Three weeks ago, I was offered a job up in the hills. Beautiful house, tons of property. A simple reshingling job! They told me if I could finish it in one day, I would double my price. Then I realized whose house it was.
Whose house was it?
Dominic Bambino's.
"Baby-Face" Bambino the gangster?
The same! The money was right, but the risk was too high. I knew who he was, and based on that, I turned the job over to a friend of mine.
Based on his personal politics.
Right! And the next week the Floressi family puts out a hit on Baby-Face's house! My friend was shot and killed. Didn't even finish reshingling!
No way.
I'm alive because I knew the risk involved with that particular client. My friend wasn't so lucky. Any contractor working on that Death Star knew the risk involved. If they got killed, it's their own fault. A roofer listens to this [pointing to his heart], not his wallet.
I can't ****in' believe you!
I'm tellin' you, it wasn't my fault!
You knocked the casket over, for Christ's sake!
I was just leanin' on it! It was an accident!
Like someone knocks a casket over on purpose!
So the casket fell over, big deal!
Her ****in' body fell out!
Just put it back in. It's not like it matters if she breaks somethin'!
Just go. Just go open the video store!
Shut the **** up, junkie!
Just go. Just go open the video store.
Yeah, ****-smoking clerk!
And how many times have I told you not to be dealing in front of the store?
I'm not dealin', man. What you talkin' 'bout?
Yo, you got anything, man?
Yeah, man. What you want, man?


