orejon4
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Brad Pitt nailed Achilles spot on. Same with Sean Bean as Odysseus and Eric Bana's Hector. Great film.
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Brad Pitt nailed Achilles spot on. Same with Sean Bean as Odysseus and Eric Bana's Hector. Great film.
Stinkmeaner
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"Being a black man in America isn't easy. The hunt is on, and you're the prey" Charles S Dutton (Menace ll Society)
Raiders Of The Lost Ark
Sallah:-"Indy, why does the floor move?"
Indiana Jones:- "Give me your torch."
Indy drops the torch into the Well Of Souls and sees the room filled with snakes.
Indiana Jones:-"Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes?"
Sallah:-"Asps. Very dangerous. You go first."
Sallah:-"Indy, why does the floor move?"
Indiana Jones:- "Give me your torch."
Indy drops the torch into the Well Of Souls and sees the room filled with snakes.
Indiana Jones:-"Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes?"
Sallah:-"Asps. Very dangerous. You go first."
Ol'Skool Classic
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Django Unchained
Stephen : (To Django) "Your black ass been all them motherfuckers at the big house could talk about for the last few hours. Seem like white folk ain't never had a bright idea in they life been comin' up with different ways to kill your ass. Now mind you, most of them ideas had to do with fuckin' with your fun parts. Now that may seem like a good idea but truth is when you snip a n****r's nuts most of 'em bleed out in oh about, mmm, seven minutes, most of 'em. Well, more than most. Then I says, "Shitfire, the n****rs we sell to LeQuint Dickey got it worse than that." And they still saying, 'Let's whip 'em to death" or "Throw 'em to the mandingos", "Feed 'em to Stonecipher's dogs". I said "What's so special 'bout that? We do that shit all the time. Hells bells, the n****rs we sell to LeQuint Dickey got it worse than that." (mocking surprise) Lo and behold, outta nowhere, Miss Lara come up with the bright idea of givin' your ass to the LeQuint Dickey Mining Company. And as a slave of the LeQuint Dickey Mining Company, henceforth till the day you die, all day every day, you will be swingin' a sledgehammer. Turnin' big rocks into little rocks. And when ya get there, they gonna take away your name, give ya a number and a sledgehammer and say, "Get to work!" One word of sass, they cuts out your tongue. They good at it too, you won't bleed out. Oh they does that real good. They gonna work ya, all day every day, till your back give out, then they gonna hitcha in the head with a hammer, throw your ass down the n****r hole. And that will be the story of you, Django."
Django Freeman : (To Stephen) "You said in seventy-six years on this plantation you seen all manner of shit done to n****rs. But I notice, you didn't mention kneecappin'. [Shoots Stephen's right kneecap] Seventy-six years Stephen, how many n****rs you think you see come and go, huh? Seven thousand? Eight thousand? Nine thousand? Nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine? Every single word that came outta Calvin Candie's mouth was nothin' but horseshit but he was right about one thing. I am that one n****r in ten thousand. [Shoots Stephen's left kneecap]
Spencer 'Big Daddy' Bennett: [referring to the bag over his head] "Damn. I can't see fuckin' shit outta this thing."
Bradshaw: "We ready or what?"
Big Daddy: "Ah hold on, I'm fuckin' with my eye hole. [tears his bag] Oh shit. I just made it worse."
Redfish: "Who made this goddamn shit?"
O.B.: "Willard's wife."
Willard: "Well make your own goddamn mask!"
Big Daddy: "Look, nobody's sayin' they don't appreciate what Jenny did."
Redfish: "Well if all I had to do was cut a hole in a bag I coulda cut it better than this!"
" What about you Robert? Can you see?"
Robert: "Not too good. I mean, if I don't move my head I can see you pretty good. More or less. But when I start ridin' the bag's movin' all over and I'm ridin' blind."
Randy: [tearing his bag] "Shit. I just made mine worse. Anybody bring any extra bags?"
Terry: "No, nobody brought an extra bag!"
Randy: "I'm just askin'!"
Doug: "Do we have to wear 'em when we ride?"
Big Daddy: "Oh well shitfire! If you don't wear 'em as you ride up that just defeats the purpose!"
Redfish: [ripping off bag] "Well I can't see in this fucking thing! I can't breathe in this fucking thing and I can't ride in this fucking thing!"
Willard: "Well fuck all y'all I'm goin' home! Ya know I watched my wife work all day gettin' thirty bags together for you ungrateful sons of bitches, and all I can hear is criticize, criticize, criticize! From now on, don't ask me or mine for nothin'! " [rides away]
Big Daddy: "Now look, let's not forget why we're here. We gotta killer n****r over that hill there, and we gotta make a lesson outta 'em."
Randy: "Okay I'm confused. Are the bags on or off?"
Robert: "I think, we all think, the bags was a nice idea. But not pointin' any fingers, they coulda been done better. So how 'bout no bags this time, but next time, we do the bags right, and then we go full regalia." [The mob agrees and starts to remove the bags]
Big Daddy: "Wait a minute! I didn't say no bags." [Mob stops]
Randy: "But nobody can see."
Big Daddy: "So?"
Randy: "So it'd be nice to see."
Big Daddy: "Goddammit! This is a raid! I can't see! You can't see! So what? All that matters is can the fuckin' horse see! That's a raid!"
Stephen : (To Django) "Your black ass been all them motherfuckers at the big house could talk about for the last few hours. Seem like white folk ain't never had a bright idea in they life been comin' up with different ways to kill your ass. Now mind you, most of them ideas had to do with fuckin' with your fun parts. Now that may seem like a good idea but truth is when you snip a n****r's nuts most of 'em bleed out in oh about, mmm, seven minutes, most of 'em. Well, more than most. Then I says, "Shitfire, the n****rs we sell to LeQuint Dickey got it worse than that." And they still saying, 'Let's whip 'em to death" or "Throw 'em to the mandingos", "Feed 'em to Stonecipher's dogs". I said "What's so special 'bout that? We do that shit all the time. Hells bells, the n****rs we sell to LeQuint Dickey got it worse than that." (mocking surprise) Lo and behold, outta nowhere, Miss Lara come up with the bright idea of givin' your ass to the LeQuint Dickey Mining Company. And as a slave of the LeQuint Dickey Mining Company, henceforth till the day you die, all day every day, you will be swingin' a sledgehammer. Turnin' big rocks into little rocks. And when ya get there, they gonna take away your name, give ya a number and a sledgehammer and say, "Get to work!" One word of sass, they cuts out your tongue. They good at it too, you won't bleed out. Oh they does that real good. They gonna work ya, all day every day, till your back give out, then they gonna hitcha in the head with a hammer, throw your ass down the n****r hole. And that will be the story of you, Django."
Django Freeman : (To Stephen) "You said in seventy-six years on this plantation you seen all manner of shit done to n****rs. But I notice, you didn't mention kneecappin'. [Shoots Stephen's right kneecap] Seventy-six years Stephen, how many n****rs you think you see come and go, huh? Seven thousand? Eight thousand? Nine thousand? Nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine? Every single word that came outta Calvin Candie's mouth was nothin' but horseshit but he was right about one thing. I am that one n****r in ten thousand. [Shoots Stephen's left kneecap]
Spencer 'Big Daddy' Bennett: [referring to the bag over his head] "Damn. I can't see fuckin' shit outta this thing."
Bradshaw: "We ready or what?"
Big Daddy: "Ah hold on, I'm fuckin' with my eye hole. [tears his bag] Oh shit. I just made it worse."
Redfish: "Who made this goddamn shit?"
O.B.: "Willard's wife."
Willard: "Well make your own goddamn mask!"
Big Daddy: "Look, nobody's sayin' they don't appreciate what Jenny did."
Redfish: "Well if all I had to do was cut a hole in a bag I coulda cut it better than this!"
" What about you Robert? Can you see?"
Robert: "Not too good. I mean, if I don't move my head I can see you pretty good. More or less. But when I start ridin' the bag's movin' all over and I'm ridin' blind."
Randy: [tearing his bag] "Shit. I just made mine worse. Anybody bring any extra bags?"
Terry: "No, nobody brought an extra bag!"
Randy: "I'm just askin'!"
Doug: "Do we have to wear 'em when we ride?"
Big Daddy: "Oh well shitfire! If you don't wear 'em as you ride up that just defeats the purpose!"
Redfish: [ripping off bag] "Well I can't see in this fucking thing! I can't breathe in this fucking thing and I can't ride in this fucking thing!"
Willard: "Well fuck all y'all I'm goin' home! Ya know I watched my wife work all day gettin' thirty bags together for you ungrateful sons of bitches, and all I can hear is criticize, criticize, criticize! From now on, don't ask me or mine for nothin'! " [rides away]
Big Daddy: "Now look, let's not forget why we're here. We gotta killer n****r over that hill there, and we gotta make a lesson outta 'em."
Randy: "Okay I'm confused. Are the bags on or off?"
Robert: "I think, we all think, the bags was a nice idea. But not pointin' any fingers, they coulda been done better. So how 'bout no bags this time, but next time, we do the bags right, and then we go full regalia." [The mob agrees and starts to remove the bags]
Big Daddy: "Wait a minute! I didn't say no bags." [Mob stops]
Randy: "But nobody can see."
Big Daddy: "So?"
Randy: "So it'd be nice to see."
Big Daddy: "Goddammit! This is a raid! I can't see! You can't see! So what? All that matters is can the fuckin' horse see! That's a raid!"
Ol'Skool Classic
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Pitch Black
Jack: "Where the hell can I get eyes like that?"
Riddick: "Gotta kill a few people."
Jack: "'Kay, I can do it."
Riddick: "Then you got to get sent to a slam, where they tell you you'll never see daylight again. You dig up a doctor, and you pay him 20 menthol Kools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs."
Jack: "So you can see who's sneaking up on you in the dark?"
Riddick: "Exactly."
Riddick: "All you people are so scared of me. Most days I'd take that as a compliment. But it ain't me you gotta worry about now."
Johns: "How's it look?"
Riddick: "Looks clear."
Johns steps forward, and a creature flies out towards them. They duck and it flies into the night
Johns: "You said it was clear!"
Riddick: "I said it *looked* clear."
Johns: "Well, how does it look now?"
Riddick: "Looks clear."
Johns: "Battlefield doctors decide who lives and dies. It's called 'triage'."
Riddick: "They kept calling it 'murder' when I did it."
Riddick: "That's death row up there, especially with the girl bleeding."
Johns looks at Fry
Johns: "The fuck you talking about? She's not cut."
Riddick: "Not her."
Turns around and looks at Jack
Riddick: "Her."
Jack: "Where the hell can I get eyes like that?"
Riddick: "Gotta kill a few people."
Jack: "'Kay, I can do it."
Riddick: "Then you got to get sent to a slam, where they tell you you'll never see daylight again. You dig up a doctor, and you pay him 20 menthol Kools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs."
Jack: "So you can see who's sneaking up on you in the dark?"
Riddick: "Exactly."
Riddick: "All you people are so scared of me. Most days I'd take that as a compliment. But it ain't me you gotta worry about now."
Johns: "How's it look?"
Riddick: "Looks clear."
Johns steps forward, and a creature flies out towards them. They duck and it flies into the night
Johns: "You said it was clear!"
Riddick: "I said it *looked* clear."
Johns: "Well, how does it look now?"
Riddick: "Looks clear."
Johns: "Battlefield doctors decide who lives and dies. It's called 'triage'."
Riddick: "They kept calling it 'murder' when I did it."
Riddick: "That's death row up there, especially with the girl bleeding."
Johns looks at Fry
Johns: "The fuck you talking about? She's not cut."
Riddick: "Not her."
Turns around and looks at Jack
Riddick: "Her."
Ol'Skool Classic
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shaft2k4
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Gran Torino
Some Asian gang members are harassing another Asian kid on the front lawn of Walt Kowalski (Clint Eastwood). Kowalski comes outside with his rifle and points it at the lead gangbanger's head.
Kowalski- Get off my lawn.
Smokie- Listen old man you don't want to fuck with me.
Kowalski- Did you hear what I said? Get off my lawn NOW.
Smokie- Are you fucking crazy?! Go back in the house.
Kowalski- Yeah? I blow a hole in your face then I go in the
house...and I sleep like a baby. You can count on that.
We used to stack fucks like you five feet high in Korea.
Use you for sandbags.
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Some Asian gang members are harassing another Asian kid on the front lawn of Walt Kowalski (Clint Eastwood). Kowalski comes outside with his rifle and points it at the lead gangbanger's head.
Kowalski- Get off my lawn.
Smokie- Listen old man you don't want to fuck with me.
Kowalski- Did you hear what I said? Get off my lawn NOW.
Smokie- Are you fucking crazy?! Go back in the house.
Kowalski- Yeah? I blow a hole in your face then I go in the
house...and I sleep like a baby. You can count on that.
We used to stack fucks like you five feet high in Korea.
Use you for sandbags.
.
Black DeNiro
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The Running Man
Ben Richards: "I live to see you eat that contract, but I hope you leave enough room for my fist because I'm going to ram it into your stomach and break your god-damn spine!"
Ben Richards: "I live to see you eat that contract, but I hope you leave enough room for my fist because I'm going to ram it into your stomach and break your god-damn spine!"
V For Vendetta
V- " I Can assure you, I mean you no harm."
Evey Hammond-" Who are you?"
V-"Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask."
Evey-"Oh, I can see that."
V- "Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation. I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is."
Evey-"Oh. Right."
V-"But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then in lieu of the mere commonplace sobriquet to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran. Cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no more veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violent vicious and voracious violation of volition." V slashes a v on the poster marked Strength Through Unity. Unity Through Faith.
V-"The only verdict is vengeance, a vendetta held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the vurtuous(laughs). Verily, this vichyssoise of verbage veers most verbose. So let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."
Evey-"Are you like a crazy person?"
V-"I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, may I ask, am I speaking?"
Evey-"I'm Evey."
V- "Evey? E-Vey. Of course you are."
Evey-"What does that mean?"
V-"It means that I, like God do not play with dice and do not believe in coincidence. Are you hurt?"
Evey-"No, I'm fine. Thanks to you."
V-"Oh, I merely played my part. But tell me, do you enjoy music, Evey?"
Evey-"I suppose."
V-"You see, I'm a musician of sorts and on my way to give a special performance."
Evey- "What kind of musician?"
V-Percussion instruments are my speciality. But tonight, I intend to call upon the entire orchestra for this particular event and would be most honored if you could join me."
Evey-"I don't think so. I think I should be getting home."
V-"I promise you, it'll be like nothing you've ever seen. And afterwards, you'll return home safely."
Evey-"All right."
V- " I Can assure you, I mean you no harm."
Evey Hammond-" Who are you?"
V-"Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask."
Evey-"Oh, I can see that."
V- "Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation. I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is."
Evey-"Oh. Right."
V-"But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then in lieu of the mere commonplace sobriquet to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran. Cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no more veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violent vicious and voracious violation of volition." V slashes a v on the poster marked Strength Through Unity. Unity Through Faith.
V-"The only verdict is vengeance, a vendetta held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the vurtuous(laughs). Verily, this vichyssoise of verbage veers most verbose. So let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."
Evey-"Are you like a crazy person?"
V-"I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, may I ask, am I speaking?"
Evey-"I'm Evey."
V- "Evey? E-Vey. Of course you are."
Evey-"What does that mean?"
V-"It means that I, like God do not play with dice and do not believe in coincidence. Are you hurt?"
Evey-"No, I'm fine. Thanks to you."
V-"Oh, I merely played my part. But tell me, do you enjoy music, Evey?"
Evey-"I suppose."
V-"You see, I'm a musician of sorts and on my way to give a special performance."
Evey- "What kind of musician?"
V-Percussion instruments are my speciality. But tonight, I intend to call upon the entire orchestra for this particular event and would be most honored if you could join me."
Evey-"I don't think so. I think I should be getting home."
V-"I promise you, it'll be like nothing you've ever seen. And afterwards, you'll return home safely."
Evey-"All right."
V For Vendetta (V's Televised Speech)
V-"Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of the everyday routine, the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration whereby important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful, bloody struggle are celebrated with a nice holiday. I thought we could mark this November the 5th a day that is, sadly, no longer remembered by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. Even now, orders are being shouted into telephones and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning and, for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well, certainly there are those who are more responsible than others. And theywill be held accountable. But again, truth be told, if you are looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There are a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you. And in your panic, you turn to the now High Chancellor Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night, I sought to end that silence. Last night, I destroyed the Old Bailey to remind this country what it has forgotten. More than 400 years ago, a great citizen wished to imbed the 5th of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice and freedom are more than words. They are perspectives. So, if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you, then I would suggest that you allow the 5th of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I would ask you to stand beside me, one year from tonight outside the gates of Parliament. And together, we shall give them a 5th of November that shall never, ever be forgot."
V-"Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of the everyday routine, the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration whereby important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful, bloody struggle are celebrated with a nice holiday. I thought we could mark this November the 5th a day that is, sadly, no longer remembered by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. Even now, orders are being shouted into telephones and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning and, for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well, certainly there are those who are more responsible than others. And theywill be held accountable. But again, truth be told, if you are looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There are a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you. And in your panic, you turn to the now High Chancellor Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night, I sought to end that silence. Last night, I destroyed the Old Bailey to remind this country what it has forgotten. More than 400 years ago, a great citizen wished to imbed the 5th of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice and freedom are more than words. They are perspectives. So, if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you, then I would suggest that you allow the 5th of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I would ask you to stand beside me, one year from tonight outside the gates of Parliament. And together, we shall give them a 5th of November that shall never, ever be forgot."
V For Vendetta (V Meets Delia)
Delia-"It's you, isn't it? You've come to kill me."
V.- "Yes."
Delia-"Thank God."
Delia-"After what happened, after what they did, i thought about killing myself. But, I knew that one day you'd come for me. I didn't know what they were going to do. I swear to you. Read my journal."
V-"What they did was only possible because of you."
Delia-"Oppenheimer was able to change more than the course of a war. He changed the entire course of human history. Is it wrong to hold on to that kind of hope?"
V-"I have not come for what you hoped to do. I've come for what you did."
Delia-It's funny. I was given one of your roses today. I wasn't sure you were the terrorist until I saw it. What a strange coincidence that I should be given one today."
V-"There are no coincidences, Delia. Only the illusion of coincidence. I have another rose(V hands the rose to Delia). And this one is for you."
Delia-"You're going to kill me now?"
V-"I killed you 10 minutes ago(holding up a syringe)while you slept."
Delia-"Is there any pain?"
V-"No."
Delia-"Thank you. Is it meaningless to apologize?"
V-"Never."
Delia-"I'm so sorry."
Delia-"It's you, isn't it? You've come to kill me."
V.- "Yes."
Delia-"Thank God."
Delia-"After what happened, after what they did, i thought about killing myself. But, I knew that one day you'd come for me. I didn't know what they were going to do. I swear to you. Read my journal."
V-"What they did was only possible because of you."
Delia-"Oppenheimer was able to change more than the course of a war. He changed the entire course of human history. Is it wrong to hold on to that kind of hope?"
V-"I have not come for what you hoped to do. I've come for what you did."
Delia-It's funny. I was given one of your roses today. I wasn't sure you were the terrorist until I saw it. What a strange coincidence that I should be given one today."
V-"There are no coincidences, Delia. Only the illusion of coincidence. I have another rose(V hands the rose to Delia). And this one is for you."
Delia-"You're going to kill me now?"
V-"I killed you 10 minutes ago(holding up a syringe)while you slept."
Delia-"Is there any pain?"
V-"No."
Delia-"Thank you. Is it meaningless to apologize?"
V-"Never."
Delia-"I'm so sorry."
V For Vendetta (V and Mr. Creedy's Final Confrontation)
Mr. Creedy-" Defiant to the last, huh? You won't cry like him, will you? You're not afraid of death. You're like me."
V-"The only thing we have in common, Mr. Creedy, is that we're both about to die."
Mr. Creedy-"How do you imagine that's gonna happen?"
V-"With my hands around your neck."
Mr. Creedy-"Bollocks. What are you gonna do, huh? We've swept this place. You've got nothing. Nothing but your bloody knives and fancy karate gimmicks. We have guns."
V-" No.What you have are bullets and by the hope that when your guns are empty, I'm no longer standing, because if I am, you'll all be dead before you've reloaded."
Mr. Creedy-"That's impossible!(Mr. Creedy aims his gun and the other men aim their guns at V) Kill him"
All fire their until they are empty, sending V back. V rises.
V-"My turn."
V kills each man as they are reloading. Mr. Creedy, reloaded, fires at V.
Mr. Creedy-"Die! Die! Why won't you die?!(Mr. Creedy's gun is empty)Why won't you die?"
V-"Beneath this mask is more than flesh. Beneath this mask, there is an idea, Mr. Creedy. And ideas are bulletproof."
Mr. Creedy-" Defiant to the last, huh? You won't cry like him, will you? You're not afraid of death. You're like me."
V-"The only thing we have in common, Mr. Creedy, is that we're both about to die."
Mr. Creedy-"How do you imagine that's gonna happen?"
V-"With my hands around your neck."
Mr. Creedy-"Bollocks. What are you gonna do, huh? We've swept this place. You've got nothing. Nothing but your bloody knives and fancy karate gimmicks. We have guns."
V-" No.What you have are bullets and by the hope that when your guns are empty, I'm no longer standing, because if I am, you'll all be dead before you've reloaded."
Mr. Creedy-"That's impossible!(Mr. Creedy aims his gun and the other men aim their guns at V) Kill him"
All fire their until they are empty, sending V back. V rises.
V-"My turn."
V kills each man as they are reloading. Mr. Creedy, reloaded, fires at V.
Mr. Creedy-"Die! Die! Why won't you die?!(Mr. Creedy's gun is empty)Why won't you die?"
V-"Beneath this mask is more than flesh. Beneath this mask, there is an idea, Mr. Creedy. And ideas are bulletproof."
Black DeNiro
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Predator 2
King Willie-"I don't know who he is. But I know where he is. The Other Side."
Lt. Mike Harrigan-"Hey. Talk sense."
King Willie-"The Spirit World, man!"
Lt. Mike Harrigan-"I don't understand."
King Willie-"This thing, that is killing your people and mine, is from the Other Side. I can feel him all around.(tosses bones on top of a metal drum)You see? It is always the same. There is no stopping what can't be stopped. No killing what can't be killed.(looking at the ivory Cobra on his cane)You can't see the eyes of the demon until him come callin'. This is dread, man. Truly dread."
King Willie-"I don't know who he is. But I know where he is. The Other Side."
Lt. Mike Harrigan-"Hey. Talk sense."
King Willie-"The Spirit World, man!"
Lt. Mike Harrigan-"I don't understand."
King Willie-"This thing, that is killing your people and mine, is from the Other Side. I can feel him all around.(tosses bones on top of a metal drum)You see? It is always the same. There is no stopping what can't be stopped. No killing what can't be killed.(looking at the ivory Cobra on his cane)You can't see the eyes of the demon until him come callin'. This is dread, man. Truly dread."