This is my vote of what we should do. We give it another day, two days max, then we check the papers again and if there's still nothing in 'em, we phone him and say, "Harry, thank you for the trip to Bruges, it's been very nice, all the old buildings and that, but we're coming back to London now," and hide out in a proper country where it isn't all just **** chocolates.
In Bruges (2008) · 30 quotes
Most-quoted character in In Bruges (2008): in 19 of its 30 quotes
Most scenes with: Ken (11)
After I killed them, I dropped the gun in the Thames, washed the residue off my hands in the bathroom of a Burger King, and walked home to await instructions. Shortly thereafter, the instructions came through. "Get the **** out of London, yous dumb ****s. Get to Bruges." I didn't even know where Bruges **** was. [Pause] It's in Belgium.
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4 quotesExactly at what point was it that all skinheads suddenly became poofs? It used to be, you were a skinhead, you just went round beating up Pakistani twelve-year olds. Now it seems a prerequisite to be a **** bumboy!
Back off, shorty!
There's a Christmas tree somewhere in London with a bunch of presents underneath it that'll never be opened. And I thought, if I survive all this, I'll go to that house, apologize to the mother there, and accept whatever punishment she chose for me. Prison... death... didn't matter. Because at least in prison and at least in death, you know, I wouldn't be in ****in' Bruges. But then, like a flash, it came to me. And I realized, **** man, maybe that's what hell is: the entire rest of eternity spent in ****in' Bruges. And I really, really hoped I wouldn't die. I really, really hoped I wouldn't die.
Scenes with Ray
14 scenesWe shall strike a balance between culture and fun.
Somehow I believe, Ken, that the balance shall tip in the favour of culture, like a big fat **** **** **** black girl on a see-saw opposite... a dwarf.
What's up there?
The view.
The view of what? The view of down here? I can see that from down here.
Ray, you are about the worst tourist in the whole world.
Ken, I grew up in Dublin. I love Dublin. If I grew up on a farm, and was ****, Bruges might impress me but I didn't, so it doesn't.
No. What's that then?
Well, it's, you know, the final day on Earth, when mankind will be judged for the crimes they've committed and that.
Oh. And see who gets into heaven and who gets into hell and all that.
Yeah. And what's the other place?
Purgatory.
Purgatory... what's that?
Purgatory's kind of like the in-betweeny one. You weren't really shit, but you weren't all that great either. Like Tottenham. [pause] Do you believe in all that stuff, Ken?
About Tottenham?
Been to the top of the tower?
Yeah, yeah, it's rubbish.
It is? Guide book says it's a must see.
Well you lot ain't goin' up there.
Pardon me? Why?
I mean it's all windy stairs. I'm not being funny.
What exactly are you trying to say?
What exactly am I trying to say? You's are a bunch of ****in' elephants!
I don't hit women. I'd never hit a woman, Chloë! I hit a woman who was trying to hit me with a bottle! That's different, that's self defense, isn't it? Or a woman who did karate. I'd never hit a woman generally, Chloë. Don't think that. God, you're pretty.
I have to make a call.
Oh no. You've gone off me, haven't you? Just cause I hit that **** cow.
[she kisses him]
There's never been a classic movie made in Bruges until now.
Of course there hasn't. It's a shithole.
Bruges is my home town, Ray.
Well, it's still a shithole.
It's not a shithole!
What? Even midgets have to take drugs to stick it.
Okay. So, you've insulted my home town. You were doing really well, Raymond. Why don't you tell me some Belgium jokes while you're at it?
Don't know any Belgium jokes, and if I did I think I'd have the good sense not to... hang on. Is Belgium with all those child abuse murders lately? I do know a Belgium joke. What's Belgium famous for? Chocolates and child abuse, and they only invented the chocolates to get to the kids. [sees Chloë's shocked expression] What?
One of the girls they murdered was a friend of mine.
I'm sorry, Chloë.
One of the girls they murdered wasn't a friend of mine. I just wanted to make you feel bad. And it worked! Quite well.
How did your date go?
My date involved two instances of extreme violence, one instance of her hand on my **** and my finger up her thing, which lasted all too briefly - isn't that always the way? - one instance of me stealing 5 grams of a very high quality cocaine and one instance of me blinding a poofy little skinhead, so, all in all, my evening pretty well balanced out...fine.
You've got five grams of coke?
No, I got four grams on me and one gram in me, which me heart is going like the **** clappers as if I'm about to have a heart attack, so if I collapse any minute now please remember to tell the doctors it might have something to do with the coke.
Jesus, Ken, I'm trying to talk about...
I know what you're trying to talk about.
I killed a little boy. You keep bringing up the **** lollipop man.
You didn't mean to kill a little boy.
I know I didn't mean to... but because of the choices I made, and the course that I put into action, that little boy isn't here anymore, and he'll never be here again. [pause] I mean here in the world, not here in Belgium. Well he'll never be here in Belgium either, will he? I mean, he might've wanted to come here when he got older. Don't know why. And that's all because of me. He's dead because of me. And I'm trying to... been trying to get me head around it, but I can't. I will have always have killed that little boy. That ain't ever going away. Ever. Unless... maybe I go away.
Don't even think like that.
What the **** are you doing, Ray?
What the **** are 'you' doing?
Oh, my God... you were gonna kill me.
No, I wa - You were gonna kill yourself!
Well... I'm allowed.
No, you're not!
What? I'm not allowed, and you are? How's that fair?
We are doing what I want to do, got it?
Of course, which I presume will involve culture.
Oh, we shall strike a balance between culture and fun.
Somehow I believe, Ken, that the balance shall tip in the favour of culture, like a big fat **** **** **** black girl on a see-saw opposite... a dwarf.
****in' hell! Where the **** did you come from?
I've behind a thing. What the **** you doing, Ray?
What the **** are you doing?
Nothin'.
Oh, my God... you were gonna kill me.
No, I wa - You were gonna kill yourself!
Well... I'm allowed.
No, you're not!
What? I'm not allowed, and you are? How's that fair?
Mine's a bloody girl's gun.
I'm keeping it.
Pardon me? Gimme me gun back.
You're not getting it back. You're a suicide case.
And you were trying to shoot me in the **** head.
You're not getting that gun back.
Oh, great day this has turned out to be. I'm suicidal, me mate tries to kill me, me gun gets nicked and we're still in **** Bruges.
Listen, I'm gonna give you some money and put you on a train somewhere.
Back to England?
You can't go back to England, Ray. You'd be a dead man!
Ken, I wanna be a dead man. Have you been missing somethin'?
You don't wanna a dead man, Ray.
I killed a little boy! [Sobs]
Then save the next little boy. Just go away somewhere, get out of this business and try to do something good. You're not gonna help anybody dead. You're not gonna bring that boy back, but you might save the next one.
What am I gonna be, a doctor? You need exams.
Do anything, Ray. Do anything!
What a wanker!
He said this whole trip... this whole being in Bruges thing, was just to give you one last, joyful memory before you died.
In Bruges? [Laughs] The Bahamas, maybe? Why **** Bruges?
I suppose it's cheaper.
The rest of the acid and the ecstasy. Can I have me gun back, please? What am I gonna do, Ken? What am I gonna do?
Just keep moving. Keep on moving. Try not to think about it. Learn a new language, maybe?
Sure, I can hardly do English. That's one thing I like about Europe, though. You don't have to learn any of their languages.
Just forget about home for a while. See how the land lies in six years, seven years. Seven years is not that long.
It's longer than that boy got. My first **** job. Great hitman I turned out to be.
Some people just aren't cut out for it, Ray.
Are you? When are you going back to England?
I'll head back in a couple of hours or something.
Harry's not gonna be mad at you, is he? For letting me go?
I'll sort out Harry.
Just tell him I'll have probably killed myself in a fortnight, anyway.
You won't, will you, Ray?







