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waaa.... zdle mi je pod roke prišel en DVD plošček s ful hudim muvijem... morem obvezno u kratkem še enkrat gledat. Kar nekaj hudih citatov blo v njem
"John Hartigan: An old man dies. A young girl lives. A fair trade. I love you, Nancy. "
"Cardinal Roark: What the hell do you know...
Marv: I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people. "
"John Hartigan: There's wrong, and there's wrong, and there's *this*"
"Marv: That there is one damn fine coat you're wearin'. "
bom kr dons gledal ...
"John Hartigan: An old man dies. A young girl lives. A fair trade. I love you, Nancy. "
"Cardinal Roark: What the hell do you know...
Marv: I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people. "
"John Hartigan: There's wrong, and there's wrong, and there's *this*"
"Marv: That there is one damn fine coat you're wearin'. "
bom kr dons gledal ...
Lester Burnham: Look at me, jerking off in the shower... This will be the high point of my day; it's all downhill from here.
American Beauty (1999)
American Beauty (1999)
Right now, all cops from NY have itchy trigger fingers (Samuel L Jackson, Die hard 3)
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Pa tale je legendaren iz Šunda
Jules: [Vincent and Jules are cleaning the inside of the car which is covered in blood] Oh, man, I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some f.ucked-up repugnant shit.
Vincent: Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits that he's wrong that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings? Have you ever heard that?
Jules: Get the fuc.k out my face with that shit! The motherfucker that said that shit never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull on account of your dumb ass.
Vincent: I got a threshold, Jules. I got a threshold for the abuse that I will take. Now, right now, I'm a fuckin' face car, right, and you got me the red. And I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin' that it's fuckin' dangerous to have a race car in the fuckin' red. That's all. I could blow.
Jules: Oh! Oh! You ready to blow?
Vincent: Yeah, I'm ready to blow.
Jules: Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly T.N.T., I'm the Guns of the Navarone! IN FACT, WHAT THE f.uck AM I DOIN' IN THE BACK? YOU'RE THE MOTHERFUCKER WHO SHOULD BE ON BRAIN DETAIL! We're fuckin' switchin'! I'm washin' the windows, and you're pickin' up this nigger's skull!
in nato še komentar Mr. Wolfa na očiščen avto:
Jimmie: I can't believe this is the same car.
The Wolf: Well, let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet.
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Pa tale je legendaren iz Šunda
Jules: [Vincent and Jules are cleaning the inside of the car which is covered in blood] Oh, man, I will never forgive your ass for this shit. This is some f.ucked-up repugnant shit.
Vincent: Jules, did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits that he's wrong that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings? Have you ever heard that?
Jules: Get the fuc.k out my face with that shit! The motherfucker that said that shit never had to pick up itty-bitty pieces of skull on account of your dumb ass.
Vincent: I got a threshold, Jules. I got a threshold for the abuse that I will take. Now, right now, I'm a fuckin' face car, right, and you got me the red. And I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin' that it's fuckin' dangerous to have a race car in the fuckin' red. That's all. I could blow.
Jules: Oh! Oh! You ready to blow?
Vincent: Yeah, I'm ready to blow.
Jules: Well, I'm a mushroom-cloud-layin' motherfucker, motherfucker! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly T.N.T., I'm the Guns of the Navarone! IN FACT, WHAT THE f.uck AM I DOIN' IN THE BACK? YOU'RE THE MOTHERFUCKER WHO SHOULD BE ON BRAIN DETAIL! We're fuckin' switchin'! I'm washin' the windows, and you're pickin' up this nigger's skull!
in nato še komentar Mr. Wolfa na očiščen avto:
Jimmie: I can't believe this is the same car.
The Wolf: Well, let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet.
Ko smo že pri Pulp Fiction-u, tam mrgoli dialogov za v anale.
Vincent: And you know what they call a... a... a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the [censored] a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: Then what do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a Royale with cheese.
Jules: A Royale with cheese. What do they call a Big Mac?
Vincent: Well, a Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it le Big-Mac.
Jules: Le Big-Mac. Ha ha ha ha. What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.
Vincent: You know what they put on French fries in Holland instead of ketchup?
Jules: What?
Vincent: Mayonnaise.
Jules: Goddamn.
Vincent: I've seen 'em do it, man. They [censored] drown 'em in that shit.
Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?
Butch: It's a chopper, baby.
Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?
Butch: It's Zed's.
Fabienne: Who's Zed?
Butch: Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead.
Ave!
Vincent: And you know what they call a... a... a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with cheese?
Vincent: No man, they got the metric system. They wouldn't know what the [censored] a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: Then what do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a Royale with cheese.
Jules: A Royale with cheese. What do they call a Big Mac?
Vincent: Well, a Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it le Big-Mac.
Jules: Le Big-Mac. Ha ha ha ha. What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King.
Vincent: You know what they put on French fries in Holland instead of ketchup?
Jules: What?
Vincent: Mayonnaise.
Jules: Goddamn.
Vincent: I've seen 'em do it, man. They [censored] drown 'em in that shit.
Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?
Butch: It's a chopper, baby.
Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?
Butch: It's Zed's.
Fabienne: Who's Zed?
Butch: Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead.
Ave!
AS good as it gets
-"Uh... Carol the waitress, Simon the fag."
-"Look, elephant girl, call her or something... just let her do my one meal here. I'll pay whatever. I'll wait. DO IT!!!"
-Ko je rekel čistačici--> Melvin: Where'd you learn to talk like that, in some crazy sailor wanna hump hump bar? Sell crazy some place else, we're all stocked up here.
-"you make me want to be a better man" Huda!
-"I'm drowning, and YOU'RE describing the water!!!"
-Melvin Udall: "How much more you got to eat? Appetites aren't as big as your noses, huh? "
-"How do you write women so well???"
"I think of a man, and i take away reason, and accountability."
-"People who speak in medaphores oughta shampoo my crotch."
-"Simon: Rot in hell, Melvin!
Melvin: No need to stop being a lady. Quit worrying! You'll be back on your knees in no time! "
-"Uh... Carol the waitress, Simon the fag."
-"Look, elephant girl, call her or something... just let her do my one meal here. I'll pay whatever. I'll wait. DO IT!!!"
-Ko je rekel čistačici--> Melvin: Where'd you learn to talk like that, in some crazy sailor wanna hump hump bar? Sell crazy some place else, we're all stocked up here.
-"you make me want to be a better man" Huda!
-"I'm drowning, and YOU'RE describing the water!!!"
-Melvin Udall: "How much more you got to eat? Appetites aren't as big as your noses, huh? "
-"How do you write women so well???"
"I think of a man, and i take away reason, and accountability."
-"People who speak in medaphores oughta shampoo my crotch."
-"Simon: Rot in hell, Melvin!
Melvin: No need to stop being a lady. Quit worrying! You'll be back on your knees in no time! "
The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist. <-- The Usual Suspects
Tere he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?
Dogs fu*ked the Pope... no fault of mine. <--- (vsi trije) Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas
Tere he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?
Dogs fu*ked the Pope... no fault of mine. <--- (vsi trije) Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas
