Grindhouse2007

Lee:
You carry a gun?

Kim:
Uh-Huh.

Lee:
Do you have a license to carry it?

Kim:
Yeah, when I became a secret service agent, they gave me a license.

Lee:
Oh, I didn't know you were. Ok. I didn't say it. Stop looking at me. I didn't say it. God! Did you know Kim carried a gun?

Abernathy:
Yes. Yeah. Do I approve? No. Do I know? Yes.

Kim:
I don't know what futuristic utopia you live in, but in the world I live in, a b*tch needs a gun.

Abernathy:
You can't get around the fact that people who carry guns, tend to get shot more than people who don't.

Kim:
And you can't get around the fact that if I go down to the laundry room in my building at midnight enough times, I might get my ass raped!

Lee:
Don't do your laundry at midnight.

Kim:
F*** that! I wanna do my laundry whenever the f*** I want to do my laundry.

Abernathy:
There are other things you can carry other then a gun. Pepper spray.

Kim:
Uh, muthafucka tryin to rape me, I don't want to give him a skin rash. I wanna shut that nigga down!

Abernathy:
How about a knife at least.

Kim:
Yeah, you know what happens to muthafuckas who carry knives. They get shot! Look, if I ever become a famous actress, I won't carry a gun. I'll hire me a dude dirt nigga and he'll carry the gun, and when sh*t goes down, I'll sit back and laugh, but until that day, it's wild west muthafucka!