er Þetta Hallur?

Eiginlega allt úr Pulp Fiction, en kannski uppáhalds:

You OK?
No man… I'm pretty far from OK…

What now?
Let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple of hard pipe hitting niggers who're gonna work on the homes here with pair of pliers and blowtorch.
You hear me talking hill billy boy! I ain't through with you by a damn sight, I´m gonna get medieval on your ass.

I mean what now between me and you…
Oh that what now. I'll tell you what now between me and you. There is no me and you, not no more.
…so we cool?
Yeah we cool.

Two things, don't tell nobody about, this shit is between me, you and Mr. Soon-to-be-living-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain-rapist here.
It ain't nobody else's business.
Two: You leave town tonight, right now. And when you gone, you stay gone or be gone.
You lost all your LA privileges, deal?
Deal.
Get your ass out of here.

og líka:

Oh, what the fuck's happening man!?
-Aw shit, man.
Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face.

Úr Con Air:

Put the bunny back in the box!
og svo
Why couldn't you put the bunny back in the box?

Svo er auðvitað alltaf klassík:

Yippie-kay-yay, motherfucker!

Hefði verið fínt að gefa upp nafnið á kvikmyndinni en ég er búinn að finna þetta út sjálfur.
Langar mikið að sjá þessa mynd.

Mum, give me back my fucking drumsticks. Please.

Jeremiah, what has gotten into you?

*talar í svona… dótarí* I just lost my virginity in the confession booth. Lord have mercy!

I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhaüser gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.

Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: What country you from?
Brett: What?
Jules: What ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in What?
Brett: What?
Jules: ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER! DO-YOU-SPEAK-IT?
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Then you know what I'm saying!
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Describe what Marcellus Wallace looks like!
Brett: What, I-?
Jules: [pointing his gun] Say what again. SAY WHAT AGAIN. I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker. Say what one more goddamn time.
Brett: He's b-b-black…
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He's bald…
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Brett: What?
[Jules shoots Brett in shoulder]
Jules: DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?
Brett: No!
Jules: Then why you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't.
Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.

Það er náttla eiginlega allt úr The Big Lebowski:

The Dude: Who are you working for, Lebowski, Jackie Treehorn!?
DeFino: The Knutsens
The Dude: The Knut…. WHO THE FUCK ARE THE KNUTSENS!

——

The Stranger: There's just one thing, Dude.
The Dude: And what's that?
The Stranger: Do you have to use so many cuss words?
The Dude: What the fuck you talking about?
The Stranger: Okay, Dude. Have it your way.

Errol: Fuckface, who's speaking to you? He asked him, didn't he?
Turkish: Fuckface… I like that one Errol. I'll have to remember that one next time I'm climbing off yer mum.

Marv - I Dont now about you but im having a ball … elska hvað Marv er kaldhæðinn

Dwight - Its time to profe your friends that you worth a damn. Sometimes that means dying, sometimes that means killing a whole lot of people.

Marv - And when his eye go out the hell i send him in will seem like heaven after what if done to him.

Svo er eitt frábært atriði úr The Big Lebowski þegar hann er nýkominn frá lækninum sínum voða ánægður keyrandi með marijúana og bjór og ætlar að henda jónunni út en gluggin er lokaður og hún lendir á honum hann eitthvað panikkar og endar með að keyra á ruslagám :'D

get ekki valid eitthvad eitt :

Það sama og THT3000 kom með. get horft á þetta endalaust.

Mr. Blonde kemur líka með svalar línur.

Lokaatriðið í Fight Club er líka þess virði að minnast á…

Shooter McGavin: I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast

Happy Gilmour: Do you eat pieces of shit for breakfast?

Kannski ekki fyndið en klassi :D

Of course we graduated, cock. Beer?

Og atriðið í Cannibal The Musical þegar Dian Bachar er að tala við indjánastelpuna.

Legendary..That is what they use too call me…. That was my title…My glory.. man ekki hvaðan

Hmm, örugglega :

-What do you mean there is nothing I can do, I am Sally Weston, I invented this!

View from the top :)

-Can we leave the light on boss ?

Green mile.

“We can't stop here, this is bat country!”
úr Fear and loathing in Las Vegas

Og auðvitað introið í Clockwork Orange

“There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.”

Detective Gino Felino: “Anybody seen Richie? I'm gonna keep comin' back until someone REMEMBERS seein' Richie.”

He sure knows the diversity of the word ‘fuck’

Eina sem ég man einmitt núna:

TO THE BATTANK!

[Maude shows the porn video starring Bunny to the Dude]
Sherry in ‘Logjammin’: [on video] You must be here to fix the cable.
Maude Lebowski: Lord. You can imagine where it goes from here.
The Dude: He fixes the cable?
Maude Lebowski: Don't be fatuous, Jeffrey.

og

They've done studies, you know. 60% of the time it works, every time.

og að lokum

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.

surprise cockface

Captain O'Hagan: I swear to God I'm going to pistol whip the next guy who says, “ Shenanigans.”
Mac: Hey Farva what's the name of that restaurant you like with all the goofy shit on the walls and the mozzarella sticks?
Farva: You mean Shenanigans?
Mac: OOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Thorny: OOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Ein besta mynd allra tíma :D

“Supertroopers”

Þetta er eitt af þeim http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9rRKaD_lqM

Brothers what we do in life echoes in eternity. Þetta er svo geðveikt ! ég kemmst ekki yfir þaðþ

I look good, I mean I look gooood, HEY EVERYONE COME SEE HOW GOOD I LOOK

Well, I could be wrong, but I believe diversity is an old, old wooden ship that was used during the Civil War era

Baxter: On my journey I met one of your kind. His name was Katow-jo. We became friends

Ron Burgundy: I'm not a baby, I am a man. I am an anchorman


þessi mynd er svo golden

Anton Chigurh: Don't put it in your pocket, sir. Don't put it in your pocket. It's your lucky quarter.

Gas Station Proprietor: Where do you want me to put it?

Anton Chigurh: Anywhere not in your pocket. Where it'll get mixed in with the others and become just a coin. Which it is.

í No country for old men.

úr clerks

Woman: The say so much but they never tell you if it's any good, are either one of these good? sir?
Randal: what?
woman: are either one of these any good?
Randal: I don't watch movies
woman: well…have you heard anything about either one of them?
Randal: I find it best to stay out of other people's affairs
woman: you mean you haven't heard anybody say anything about either one of these?
Randal: Nope
woman: what about these two?
Randal: oh they suck
woman: these are the same two movies, you weren't paying any attention
Randal: no, I wasn't
woman: I don't think your manager would appriciate
Randal: I don't appriciate your ruse, ma'm
woman: I beg your pardon?
Randal: your ruse, your cunning attempt to trick me
woman: I was only pointing out that you weren't paying any attention to what I was saying
Randal: and I hope it feels good
woman: you hope what feels good?
Randal: I hope it feels so good to be right there's nothing more exilerating than pointing out the shortcoming of others is there?
woman: well this is the last time I rent here
Randal: you'll be missed
woman: SCREW YOU (walks out)
Randal: hey, you not allowed to rent here anymore!
Jay: YEAH!
Randal: screw me?


úr clerks 2

Jay: Jeez, why don't you fucking get it over with already.
Faggots.
Dante: Why can't you ever say something useful for a change.
Jay: Well what the fuck you waiting for, that's your cue man.
Silent Bob: uhh…….I got nothing
Jay: Jesus fucking christ what good are you, you fuck
Silent Bob: you know what, that hurts, like what do you ever add to the fucking proceeds, you got like one answer to everything, pussy man.

stafsetningarvillur afsakaða

MAGNUM!!!

mín er úr pulp fiction

The path of the rigues man is set on all sides…..

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