{"id":92,"date":"2004-09-03T13:31:00","date_gmt":"2004-09-03T18:31:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2004-09-03T13:31:00","modified_gmt":"2004-09-03T18:31:00","slug":"75","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/75","title":{"rendered":"Quentin&#8217;s limey twin."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Mensa and I were talking about <a href=http:\/\/imdb.com\/name\/nm0005363 target=_blank><b>Guy Ritchie<\/b><\/a> this morning, specifically two of his movies: <a href=http:\/\/imdb.com\/title\/tt0120735 taget=_blank><b>Lock, Stock &#038; Two Smoking Barrels<\/b><\/a> and <a href=http:\/\/imdb.com\/title\/tt0208092 taget=_blank><b>Snatch<\/b><\/a>.&nbsp; These are both pretty good movies \u2014 good storylines, a twisted plot, entertaining characters and good character relationships \u2014 bit what makes them so good is that they are infinitely quotable.&nbsp; Hell, we&#8217;ve been using the &quot;<i>It&#8217;s a deal, it&#8217;s a steal, it&#8217;s the Sale of the fucking Century!&nbsp; In fact, fuck it Nick, I think I&#8217;ll keep it!<\/i>&quot; quote for years now.&nbsp; Allow me to pepper you with a few of my favorites&#8230; some of them are lengthy, but worth it for the context.&nbsp; <b>Snatch<\/b> is my favorite of the two, but they are both excellent movies in their own right.<\/p>\n<p><b>Lock, Stock &#038; Two Smoking Barrels:<\/b><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><b>Eddie:<\/b> They&#8217;re armed.<\/p>\n<p><b>Soap:<\/b> Armed, armed with what?<\/p>\n<p><b>Eddie:<\/b> Err, bad breath, colorful language, feather duster&#8230; what do you think they&#8217;re gonna be armed with?&nbsp; Guns, you tit! <\/p>\n<p><center><b>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/b><\/center><br \/>\n<b>Rory Breaker:<\/b> If you hold back anything, I&#8217;ll kill ya.&nbsp; If you bend the truth or I think your bending the truth, I&#8217;ll kill ya.&nbsp; If you forget anything I&#8217;ll kill ya.&nbsp; In fact, you&#8217;re gonna have to work very hard to stay alive, Nick.&nbsp; Now do you understand everything I&#8217;ve said?&nbsp; Because if you don&#8217;t, I&#8217;ll kill ya.<\/p>\n<p><center><b>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/b><\/center><br \/>\n<b>Gary:<\/b> Shotguns?&nbsp; What, like guns that fire shot?<\/p>\n<p><b>Barry the Baptist:<\/b> Oh, you must be the brains of the operation.&nbsp; Yes, guns that fire shot. <\/p>\n<p><center><b>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/b><\/center><br \/>\n<b>Nick the Greek:<\/b> What else does it come with?<\/p>\n<p><b>Tom:<\/b> It comes with a gold-plated Rolls Royce, as long as you pay for it. <\/p>\n<p><b>Nick the Greek:<\/b> Dunno. Seems expensive.<\/p>\n<p><b>Tom:<\/b> Seems?&nbsp; Well, this seems to be a complete waste of my time.&nbsp; That, my friend is 900 nicker in any store you&#8217;re lucky enough to find one in.&nbsp; And you&#8217;re haggling over 200 pound?&nbsp; What school of finance did you come from Nick?&nbsp; It&#8217;s a deal, it&#8217;s a steal, it&#8217;s the Sale of the fucking Century!&nbsp; In fact, fuck it Nick, I think I&#8217;ll keep it!<\/p>\n<p><b>Nick the Greek:<\/b> Alright alright, keep your Alans on!<\/p>\n<p><b>[peels off notes from his wad]<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>Nick the Greek:<\/b> Here&#8217;s a ton.<\/p>\n<p><b>Tom &#038; Eddie:<\/b> Jesus Christ!<\/p>\n<p><b>Eddie:<\/b> You could choke a dozen donkeys on that!&nbsp; And you&#8217;re haggling over one hundred pound?&nbsp; What&#8217;re you doing when you&#8217;re not buying stereos Nick?&nbsp; Finance revolutions?<\/p>\n<p><b>Nick the Greek:<\/b> 100 pound is still 100 pound.<\/p>\n<p><b>Tom:<\/b> Not when the price is 200 pound it ain&#8217;t!&nbsp; And certainly not when you&#8217;ve got Liberia&#8217;s deficit in your skyrocket.&nbsp; Tighter than a duck&#8217;s butt you are.&nbsp; Now, lemmie feel the fibre of your fabric.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><b>Snatch:<\/b><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><b>Brick Top:<\/b> You&#8217;re always gonna have problems lifting a body in one piece.&nbsp; Apparently, the best thing to do is cut up the corpse into six pieces and pile it all together.<\/p>\n<p><b>Sol:<\/b> Would someone mind telling me, who are you?<\/p>\n<p><b>Brick Top:<\/b> And when you got your six pieces, you gotta get rid of them.&nbsp; Cause it&#8217;s no good leaving it in the deep freezer for your mum to discover, now is it?&nbsp; Then I hear the best thing to do is feed them to pigs.&nbsp; You gotta starve the pigs for a few days, then the site of a chopped-up body would look like curry to a pisshead.&nbsp; You gotta shave the heads of your victims and pull the teeth out for the sake of the piggies digestion.&nbsp; You could do this afterwards, of course, but you don&#8217;t want to go sifting through pigshit, now do you?&nbsp; They will go through bone like butter.&nbsp; You need at least 16 pigs to finish the job in one sitting, so be wary of any man who keeps a pig farm.&nbsp; They will go through a body that weighs 200 pounds in about eight minutes.&nbsp; That means that a single pig can consume two pounds of uncooked flesh every minute.&nbsp; Hence the expression &#8216;as greedy as a pig&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p><b>Vincent:<\/b> Well, thank you for that.&nbsp; That&#8217;s a great weight off me mind.&nbsp; Now, I mean, if you wouldn&#8217;t mind telling me who the fuck you are, apart from someone who feeds people to pigs, of course.<\/p>\n<p><b>Brick Top:<\/b> Do you know what &#8216;<i>nemesis<\/i>&#8216; means?&nbsp; A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent.&nbsp; Personified, in this case, by a horrible cunt: Me.<\/p>\n<p><center><b>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/b><\/center><br \/>\n<b>Turkish:<\/b> Fuck me, hold tight.&nbsp; What&#8217;s that?<\/p>\n<p><b>Tommy:<\/b> It&#8217;s me belt, Turkish.<\/p>\n<p><b>Turkish:<\/b> No, Tommy, there&#8217;s a gun in your trousers.&nbsp; What is a gun doing in your trousers?<\/p>\n<p><b>Tommy:<\/b> It&#8217;s for protection.<\/p>\n<p><b>Turkish:<\/b> Protection from what, &#8216;Zee Germans&#8217;? <\/p>\n<p><center><b>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/b><\/center><br \/>\n<b>Bullet Tooth Tony:<\/b> So, you&#8217;re obviously the big dick, and that on either side of you, are your balls.&nbsp; There are two types of balls: There are big brave balls, and there are little mincey faggot balls.<\/p>\n<p><b>Vincent:<\/b> These are your last words so make them a prayer.<\/p>\n<p><b>Bullet Tooth Tony:<\/b> Dicks have drive and clarity of vision, but they&#8217;re not clever.&nbsp; They smell pussy and they want a piece of the action. And you thought you smelled some good old pussy and have brought your two little mincey faggot balls along for a good old time.&nbsp; But you&#8217;ve got your parties muddled up.&nbsp; There&#8217;s no pussy here, just a dose that&#8217;ll make you wish you were born a woman.&nbsp; Like a prick, you&#8217;re having second thoughts.&nbsp; You&#8217;re shrinking, and your two little balls are shrinking with you.&nbsp; The fact that you&#8217;ve got &#8216;REPLICA&#8217; written on the side of your gun, and the fact that I&#8217;ve got &#8216;Desert Eagle .50&#8217; written on the side of mine, should precipitate your balls into shrinking, along with your presence.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mensa and I were talking about Guy Ritchie this morning, specifically two of his movies: Lock, Stock &#038; Two Smoking Barrels and Snatch.&nbsp; These are both pretty good movies \u2014 good storylines, a twisted plot, entertaining characters and good character relationships \u2014 bit what makes them so good is that they are infinitely quotable.&nbsp; Hell, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-92","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=92"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=92"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=92"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dmentd.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=92"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}