Warrior General Games

Originally posted by jtwillis
Originally posted by hutchins929

Jules: "Wanna know what I'm buyin' Ringo?"
Pumpkin: "What?"
Jules: "Your life. I'm givin' you that money so I don't hafta kill your ass. You read the Bible?"
Pumpkin: "Not regularly."
Jules: "There's a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you. I been sayin' that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, it meant your ass."


isn't that black snake moan?

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Originally posted by Dujoman
Guy3: [shouts] Fuck it! There's so much shit that pisses me off! You guys should recruit, 'cause I'm sick and fucking tired of walking down the street, waiting for one of these crack-piping, ass-wiping, motherless lowlifes to get me!
Guy2: Hallelujah, Jaffar.
Guy3: So, like, you're not just talking about mob guys, right? You're talking about pimps and drug dealers and all that shit, right?
Guy1: Oh, yeah.
Guy3: Fuck. You guys could do this every goddamn day!
Guy2: We're sorta like 7-Eleven. We're not always doing business, but we're always open.
Guy1: That is nicely put.

The Boondock Saints

These two are the only ones currently on here that have yet to be guessed correctly.

Originally posted by hutchins929
"Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing around. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the clear water - BAM! A fuckin' bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask you, do you give a fuck what kind of pants the son-of-a-bitch who shot you was wearing?!"


Originally posted by jtwillis
"Ah shit, you shot Mah'vin"

Originally posted by jtwillis
I got one!!!

"Ah shit, you shot Mah'vin"

You have to be talking about Pulp Fiction. But, you got the quote wrong. If that is from another movie then you have me stumped.


Pulp Fiction
Vincent: Whoa!
Jules: What the fuck's happening, man? Ah, shit man!
Vincent: Oh man, I shot Marvin in the face.

Originally posted by hutchins929
"Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing around. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the clear water - BAM! A fuckin' bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask you, do you give a fuck what kind of pants the son-of-a-bitch who shot you was wearing?!"

the rest i caught right off the bat but this one's stuck on the tip of my tongue. i refuse to look it up so it's going to bug me all day lol.

Hate it when that happens... Great Movie Too!

Here is another quote from the movie (This will probably give it away):

Judge: Uh... did you say 'yutes'?
Lawyer: Yeah, two yutes.
Judge: What is a yute?
Lawyer: Oh, excuse me, your honor...Two YOUTHS.

Originally posted by hutchins929
Hate it when that happens... Great Movie Too!

Here is another quote from the movie (This will probably give it away):

Judge: Uh... did you say 'yutes'?
Lawyer: Yeah, two yutes.
Judge: What is a yute?
Lawyer: Oh, excuse me, your honor...Two YOUTHS.

Pfft that's easy... My Cousin Vinny

I know my owner will get this one...


CS: He's an Asshole, sir.
DH: I know that. What's his name?
CS: That is his name, sir. Asshole, Major Asshole.
DH: And his cousin?
CS: He's an Asshole, too, sir. Gunner's-mate, 1st Class, Philip Asshole.
DH: How many Assholes we got on this ship, anyhow?
ALL: Yo!
DH: I knew it. I'm surrounded by Assholes. (pulls down mask) Keep firing, Assholes.

Originally posted by tuocekim
Originally posted by hutchins929

Hate it when that happens... Great Movie Too!

Here is another quote from the movie (This will probably give it away):

Judge: Uh... did you say 'yutes'?
Lawyer: Yeah, two yutes.
Judge: What is a yute?
Lawyer: Oh, excuse me, your honor...Two YOUTHS.

Pfft that's easy... My Cousin Vinny

I know my owner will get this one...


CS: He's an Asshole, sir.
DH: I know that. What's his name?
CS: That is his name, sir. Asshole, Major Asshole.
DH: And his cousin?
CS: He's an Asshole, too, sir. Gunner's-mate, 1st Class, Philip Asshole.
DH: How many Assholes we got on this ship, anyhow?
ALL: Yo!
DH: I knew it. I'm surrounded by Assholes. (pulls down mask) Keep firing, Assholes.

That one is easy its everyone from Boston or spaceballs

First Jive Dude: Shit man, that honky mus' be messin' my old lady... got to be runnin' cold upside down his head. You know?
Second Jive Dude: Hey home, I can dig it. You know he ain't gonna lay no mo' big rap up on you man.
First Jive Dude: I say hey sky, s'other s'ay I wan say?
Second Jive Dude: UH...
First Jive Dude: Pray to J I get the same ol' same ol'.
Second Jive Dude: Eh. Yo knock yourself a pro slick, gray matter live performas down now take TCB'in man.
First Jive Dude: Hey, you know what they say... See a broad, to get that booty yak 'em.
First Jive Dude, Second Jive Dude: Leg 'er down 'n smack 'em yak 'em
First Jive Dude: Cold got to be. You know? Shiiiiit.

airplane!

Randy: Can I get you something?
Second Jive Dude: 'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... tight me!
Randy: I'm sorry, I don't understand.
First Jive Dude: Cutty say 'e can't HANG!
Jive Lady: Oh stewardess! I speak jive.
Randy: Oh, good.
Jive Lady: He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him.
Randy: All right. Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with some medicine?
Jive Lady: Jus' hang loose, blood. She gonna catch ya up on da' rebound on da' med side.
Second Jive Dude: What it is, big mama? My mama no raise no dummies. I dug her rap!
Jive Lady: Cut me some slack, Jack! Chump don' want no help, chump don't GET da' help!
First Jive Dude: Say 'e can't hang, say seven up!
Jive Lady: Jive ass dude don't got no brains anyhow! Hmmph!

lol that's one of the best scenes ever.

"The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it."

Originally posted by Scoot
"The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it."

Coming to America?

Originally posted by Scoot
"The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it."

Haha. that's either Goldmember, or one of the other Austin Powers films.

Actually now that I think about it, think it's the first one.

Originally posted by Adamjk
Originally posted by Scoot

"The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it."

Haha. that's either Goldmember, or one of the other Austin Powers films.

Actually now that I think about it, think it's the first one.

Yeah its one of the Austin Powers movies. Dont think its the first....rather 3rd.

Well... sir, you are a cowardly son of a bitch! You just shot an unarmed man!

"Well, he should have armed himself if he's going to decorate his saloon with my friend."

movie?

Here is another hint:

"That's right... I've killed women and children. Killed just about everything that walks or crawled at one time, or another. And, I'm here to kill you, little Bill. For what you did to Ned."