The Boondock Saints - Transcript I

(A) - Bastard. This has got to be his big break.
(B) - Yeah.
(A) - We've got to fuck with him, right?
(B) - Okay.
(A) - Open the door. I'm gonna grab him by the fuckin' hair.
(B) - Sit down!
(A) - Get down! Shut up!
(C) - Don't shoot! Don't shoot! We're on the same side. Please, don't shoot.
(B) - Get on the ground!
(C) - Don't shoot, don't shoot. We're on the same side. Boss must've sent me in as backup. I'm Rocco! I'm the funny man. That ain't my name.
(B) - Where's your gun? Where's your gun?
(C) - I'm the fuckin' funny man! It's right here. Right here. That ain't my real name.
(B) - What the fuck? Jeez! It's a fuckin' six-shooter!
(A)- There's nine bodies, genius! What the fuck were you gonna do, laugh the last three to death, funny man?
(C) - Pappa Joe said there was only two! In and out! Boy, you guys sure did a good job. Ah, shit. You guys are good, huh? Cool masks. Where'd you get 'em?
(B) - We gotta do him right here!
(A) - Right now!
(C) - Don't, please! I'm the funny man!
(A) - Right.
(C) - Don't kill me! Don't kill me, please!
(A) - Right!
(C) - I'm the funnyman!
(A) - What a fuckin' idiot!
(C) - Fuckin'... What the fuckin' fuck... Who the fuck... Fuck this fuckin'... How did you two fuckin' fucks... FUCK!
(B) - Well, that certainly illustrates the diversity of the word.

Filme de ontem à tarde. Incrivelmente distorcido em termos de ética e moral, mas muito divertido e com diálogos impagáveis. Recortei três pra futuras tipografias.