17 февр. 2015 г.

The Mule

& Dad: How lucky are we, eh? Good food, good home, good health. Oh, yeah, it’s good to be us.

& Shepherd: Get Fuck.
    Gavin: What?
    Shepherd: Get Fuck. To help you. He’s in the kitchen.
    Gavin: It’s ’Phuk’.
    Shepherd: Oi.

& Det. Croft: I’m obliged to inform you that you’re being detained under suspicion and without charge. You don’t have to say anything and are entitled to the presence of a legal representative. Now, whilst in detention without charge, you are legally entitled to a similar standard of living that you’re accustomed to at home. I.e., if you usually have a glass of wine with dinner at home, you’re entitled to a glass of wine with dinner here. You, uh, drink a bit of fucking Riesling, do you?
        The law permits us to detain you for seven days, or until you empty your bowels twice. Until then, you’ll remain in this room under constant supervision. The sooner you go to the toilet, the sooner we all go home.


& Det. Paris: Ray, I’m not interested in putting away good blokes who have made one bad decision. I want the real bastards. Everybody works for somebody.

& Victor: What is your marital status?

& Det. Paris: I lied to him. To get the job done. Whatever it takes. You taught me that.
    Det. Croft: Yep. That’s true. I have bent the rules. But you broke the rules. You killed a cunt.

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