Blood Simple (1984)
Samm-Art Williams: Meurice
Meurice : Howdy stranger.
Ray : Meurice. Sorry I didn't show last night.
Meurice : Wasn't too busy. You missed a good one, though. This white guy walks in about one o'clock, asks if we have a discount for alcoholics... I tell him to get lost, but Marty's sitting here listening and I can tell he's thinking that maybe it ain't such a bad idea.
Meurice : Hey, look, Ray. Personally I don't give a shit, you know. Look, man, I know Marty's a hard-on but you gotta do something. Say you're sorry. Give the money back. Get the fuck outta here or something. Shit. Hey, look, man, it's very humiliating, preachin' about this bull shit. But, I'm not laughin', Ray Bob, so you know it's no fucking joke.
Meurice : Marty. Thought you were dead. You goin' home?
Marty : No. I'm staying right here in hell.
Meurice : Kind of a bleak point of view there, isn't it, Marty?
Marty : Meurice... I don't want the asshole near my money. And I don't want him in the bar.
Meurice : [pause] We get a lotta assholes in here, Marty.
Meurice : [takes a cigarette out of Ray's mouth] These fuckin' things are nothin' but coffin nails.