Originally posted by: JeffreyLebowski
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 The Running Man.
Originally posted by: guyver01
Nada: I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick a%%. And I'm all out of bubblegum.
Originally posted by: edro13
"I know what you're thinking, punk. You're thinking, did he fire six shots or only five? Well to tell you the truth, I forgot myself in all this excitement. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and will blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself a question: do I feel lucky? Well do ya, punk?"
Originally posted by: spartacus321
My Name is Maximus Decius Meridius. Commander of the Armies of the North. General of the Pheonix Legions. Loyal servant to the true Emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I WILL have my vengence, in this life or the next.
Originally posted by: vitoprimo
Leave the gun... take the cannoli
:thumbsup:
Originally posted by: acemcmac
"We're on a mission from Gad" - Blues brothers
Originally posted by: JeffreyLebowski
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 The Running Man.
Originally posted by: joshsquall
DuPont: Wait! Wait! Look at me. Look at me. I'm life. I live... I, I breathe... I feel. Now that you know it... can you really take it? Is it really worth the price?
John Preston: I pay it gladly.
or
Partridge: "But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
Though the second is just a quote of a poem by Yeats.
Originally posted by: sygyzy
Originally posted by: joshsquall
DuPont: Wait! Wait! Look at me. Look at me. I'm life. I live... I, I breathe... I feel. Now that you know it... can you really take it? Is it really worth the price?
John Preston: I pay it gladly.
or
Partridge: "But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
Though the second is just a quote of a poem by Yeats.
EQUILIBRIUM BABY!
"Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And that my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to."Originally posted by: PeteRoy
YOU CANT HANDLE THE TRUTH