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Haha!
AVERAGE?!?!?!
Go to your room.
That’s easily my favorite. I say that to anyone who tries to talk smack. They have NO response.
That and the “eight-year-olds, dude” comment about The Jesus.
Stevo
Wait, the opinion quote is from that movie?
I just assumed it was the requisite message board response to someone trying to shove their opinion down your throat.
Do you even watch movies Neil? Geeeeze.
Yes, but only the good ones.
Appearently not.
I’m saying, I see what you’re getting at, Dude, he kept the money. My point is, here we are, it’s shabbas, the sabbath, which I’m allowed to break only if it’s a matter of life or death…
Three thousand years of beautiful tradition, from Moses to Sandy Koufax…
You’re goddamn right I’m living in the fucking past!
Ya see? Nothing is fucked up here, Dude. Nothing is fucked. These guys are fucking amateurs–
Come and get it. Fucking nihilist.
–
I FUCK YOU! YOU CANNOT HURT ME! I BELIEF IN NUSSING!
–
Donny was a good bowler, and a good
man. He was. . . He was one of us.
He was a man who loved the outdoors,
and bowling, and as a surfer explored
the beaches of southern California
from Redondo to Calabassos. And he
was an avid bowler. And a good
friend. He died--he died as so many
of his generation, before his time.
In your wisdom you took him, Lord.
As you took so many bright flowering
young men, at Khe San and Lan Doc
and Hill 364. These young men gave
their lives. And Donny too. Donny
who. . . who loved bowling.
And so, Theodore--Donald--Karabotsos,
in accordance with what we think
your dying wishes might well have
been, we commit your mortal remains
to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well.
–
DUDE
But Walter, we didn't make the fucking
hand- off! They didn't get, the
fucking money and they're gonna--
they're gonna--
WALTER
Yeah yeah, "kill that poor woman."
He waves both arms as if conducting a symphony orchestra.
WALTER
Kill that poor woman.
DONNY
Walter, if you can't ride in a car,
how d'you get around on Shammas--
WALTER
Really, Dude, you surprise me.
They're not gonna kill shit. They're
not gonna do shit. What can they
do? Fuckin' amateurs. And meanwhile,
look at the bottom line. Who's
sitting on a million fucking dollars?
Am I wrong?
DUDE
Walter--
WALTER
Who's got a fucking million fucking
dollars parked in the trunk of our
car out here?
DUDE
"Our" car, Walter?
WALTER
And what do they got, Dude? My dirty
undies. My fucking whites--Say,
where is the car?