I'm Slevin.
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12 quotesThe two of you killed everyone I ever loved. (Pause) **** you both.
Bad dog.
You have a deceptively tall knock. Congratulations.
Somebody's trying to kill you. Me.
I'm just a guy whose dinner's getting cold.
I told you before...that's not my name.
I did this to you. Me.
And that's all there is to it?
You can only kill me once.
I'm gonna say what any man with two penises would say, when his tailor asks him if he dresses right or left... Yes.
The two of you killed everything I ever loved. (Pause) **** you both.
Scenes with Slevin Kelevra
26 scenesThey call him "the Fairy"...
Why do they call him "the Fairy"?
What, he's got wings, he can fly, he sprinkles magic dust all over the place?
The guy we lookin' for. His name is uh, his name is-
His name is Nick, man.
Nick, yeah. The cat's name is Nick. Now who, who are you?
I'm Slevin.(Sloe mutters the name confused for a minute)
You got some ID?(Short pause)
You see the funny thing about that is I got mugged this morning-
Hey! Tell it to the one-legged man, so he can bump it off down the road.
Who are you?
I'm The Boss.
I thought he was The Boss.
Why? Do we look alike?
This is an accident.
What, like... He tripped, you fell?
How ironic.
I know, I don't even gamble.
No. A mobster with a gay son. That's ironic.
The Boss wants to see you.
Who?
The Boss.
Who's the Boss?
The guy we work for. Sit
Look. I'm not the guy you're looking for. I don't live here.
Yeah well you look like the guy who lives here.
Man, you don't know what the guy who lives here looks like.
What he means to say is that you look like you live here.
Yeah, that's what I mean to say.
This was my son. Notice how I said was? That's because he's dead. Relegated to the past tense. Went from an is to a was before he had his breakfast.
Bummer.
I have ataraxia.
Ataraxia?
It's a condition characterized by freedom from worry or any other pre-occupation really.
I knew you had sense.
Sense is something you have when you have a choice.
Sometimes, and sometimes it's when you know you don't.
You must be Mr. Fisher.
Must I be? Because it hasn't been working out for me lately.
But I'm afraid you must.
Well, if I must.
Who are you?
Philosophically speaking?
Brikowski: Name.
Rank, serial number?
You should really play ball kid.
Really? You think I'm tall enough?
What is your name?
Oh yeah, now I remember, Slevin Kelevra.
Wait, wait, wait. Look Nick, Slevin, Clark Kent, whatever the **** your name is. The fact of the matter is that the Virgin Mary herself could come waltzin' in here right now with her fine ass, titties hangin' out and everything and if she told me your name was Jesus Christ, I still got to take you to see the Boss. You know why?
No.
Orders. And you do know what orders is right?
I think I understand the concept of-
Orders is "orders".
I guess no one ever taught you not to use the word your defining in the definition.
**** say somethin' else. I will break your mother**** nose. I ain't playin' with you.
My nose is already broken.
How did you find out about us?
I'm a world-class assassin, ****head. How do you think I found out?
I'm not gay.
I'm a cop.
Well, I'm not a robber, if you catch my drift.
Someone's trying to kill you.
Who?
Me.
There are three things one may not do to save a life including his own. He may not: idol-worship, commit adultery, or perform an act of premeditated murder. Killing you before you killed me would be...
Kosher?
Anything else you want to tell me?
I suppose I don't need to say anything as trite and cliche as "go to the police and you're a dead man".
I think you just did.
I guess I did.
There is no "they..." I did this to you. Me.
You?
Me.
Who are you?
Listen, I've been hearing that a lot lately--
My father used to say: "The first time someone calls you a horse you punch him on the nose, the second time someone calls you a horse you call him a jerk but the third time someone calls you a horse, well then perhaps it's time to go shopping for a saddle."
Hey, you got the time?
Yeah man, it's about 3:20.
Yo, you got a smoke?
No sorry, I don't smoke.
Well then why don't you just give me your wallet, and I'll buy my own smokes.
Am I being mugged?
[He is punched in the nose]
This isn't the first time this has happened, you know.
You mean this isn't the first time a crime lord asked you to kill the gay son of a rival gangster to pay off a debt that belongs to a friend whose place you're staying in as a result of losing your job, your apartment, and finding your girlfriend in bed with another guy?
No, this is the first time THAT happened, but Nick has been painting me into corners since we were kids.
What happened to your nose?
I was using it to break some guy's fist.
You? You're the triggerman.
Me?
You.
Aren't there professionals? People you can hire to do this sort of thing?
Of course there are. Yes. But you owe me 96,000 dollars. Why should I go out and pay someone else when I've already paid you?
Ok, I'm under the impression that you're under the impression that I owe you 96,000 dollars.
No, you owe Slim Hopkins 96,000 dollars. You owe Slim, Slim owes me... You owe me.
How ironic.
I know, I don't even gamble.
No. A mobster with a gay son. Now that's ironic.
Wait, wait, wait. Look Nick, Slevin, Clark Kent, whatever the **** your name is. The Virgin Mary herself could come waltzin' in here right now with her fine ass titties hangin' out and everything and if she told me your name was Jesus Christ, I still got to take you to see the Boss. You know why?
No.
Orders. And you do know what orders is right?
I think I understand the concept of-
Orders is "Orders" (but is said in an Ebonics for to really say all there is "Or-der-is".
I guess no one ever taught you not to use the word you're defining in the definition.
Say somethin' else. I will break your mother**** nose. I ain't playin' with you.
My nose is already broken.
[flash cut to Slevin in a car with a freshly bloodied nose]







