Most scenes together: Turkish & Tommy (12), Vinny & Sol (12), Bullet Tooth Tony & 'Cousin' Avi (9)
How do we wanna get rid of him? [talking about Boris in the carboot]
Do you want to shoot him?
It's a little noisy, isn't it?
Do you want to stab him?
That's a little cold-blooded, isn't it?
Rosebud I'll cut him. I got a blade.
Yeah, that's the spirit.
So what should I call you, "Bullet"? "Tooth"?
You can call me Susan if it makes you happy.
Tony.
What?
Look in the dog.
What you mean, 'Look in the dog'?
I mean, open him up.
It's not a **** tin of baked beans! What do you mean 'open him up'?!
You know what I mean.
That's a bit strong, ain't it. I don't know about this.[hesitated, but gets the dog anyway, ready with a blade]
It's **** squeaking!!
You never heard a dog squeak before? Gimme the goddamn gun!!
You gotta toothbrush? 'm goin' to London. [Into phone] You hear that, Doug? 'm comin' to London!
Shut up and sit down, you big, bald ****. [Doug sheepishly complies] I don't like leaving my own country Doug, and I especially don't like leaving it for anything less than warm, sandy beaches, and cocktails with little straw hats.
We've got sandy beaches...
Yeah? So who the **** wants to see 'em?
Give me the stone.
You put the stone in the case? Then open the case and give me the stone.
The only man who knew the combination... you just shot.
Pete, talk to me.
Darren [At gypsy campsite, holding Pete at gunpoint]: If ya want yer friend to hear ya, you'll have to talk a lot louder than that. [shoots Pete]
Gimme that **** shooter.
I'll give you that **** shooter, you **** yea.
[Shoots Brick Top]
I've got a bare-knuckle fight in a couple of days, I wanna use the pikey.
All right, of course.
Of course **** of course. I wasn't asking, I was telling.
Pull your tongue out of my arsehole, Gary. Dogs do that. You're not a dog are ya Gary?
No, no I'm not.
However, you have all the characteristics of a dog, Gary... All except loyalty.
It's rumored that Brick Top's favorite means of dispatch involves a stun gun, a plastic bag, a roll of tape, and a pack of hungry pigs.
You're a ruthless little **** Liam. I'll give ya that. But I got no time for grassers. Feed 'em to the pigs Errol... [turns to face the boxers in the ring] What the **** are you two looking at?
What do you think, Errol?
I think we should drip dry 'em, Guv'nor. While we've got the chance.
You're always gonna have problems lifting a body in one piece. Apparently the best thing to do is cut up a corpse into six pieces and pile it all together.
Would someone mind telling me, who are ya?
And when you got your six pieces, you gotta get rid of them, because it's no good leaving it in the deep freeze for your mum to discover, now is it? Then I hear the best thing to do is feed them to pigs. You got to starve the pigs for a few days, then the sight of a chopped-up body will look like curry to a pisshead. You gotta shave the heads of your victims, and pull the teeth out for the sake of the piggies' digestion. You could do this afterwards, of course, but you don't want to go sievin' through pig shit, now do you? They will go through bone like butter. You need at least sixteen pigs to finish the job in one sitting, so be wary of any man who keeps a pig farm. They will go through a body that weighs 200 pounds in about eight minutes. That means that a single pig can consume two pounds of uncooked flesh every minute. Hence the expression, "as greedy as a pig".
Well... thank you for that. That's a real weight off me mind. Now I mean, wouldn't you mind telling me exactly who the **** you are, apart from someone who feeds people to pigs, of course.
A bookie's got blagged last night.
Blagged? Tony, speak English. I thought this country spawned the **** language, and so far nobody seems to speak it.
Alright Mullet?
Hey Tony! How you doin' mate, alright?
Ooh, nice tie.
I heard you werent about much these days, Tony
What do you know? Still warm, the blood that courses through my veins.Unlike yours, Mullet.
Do me a favor Tone..
I will do you a favor, Mullet.I'll not get out of the car and bash the living **** out of you in front of your girlfriends.
Got to make it worth my while, Mate.Jesus Tony, you know that.
Comfortable, Mullet? It seems sadly ironic that it's that tie that got you into this pickle.Now, you just take all the time you want.
What the **** you doing Tone?!
Driving down the street with your head stuck in my window. What do you think I'm doing, you pinarse?
Slow down, Tone!
You been using dog shit for toothpaste, Mullet?
Slow down Tone. Slow down Tony!
Don't think I'll slow down. I think I'll speed up. [starts to accelerate]
Avi? Where's the case?
What's Boris doing here? Boris, what are you doing here?
**** you!
Don't take the piss, Boris.
I'll show you... now...!
For ****'s sake...
**** you, an' all.
You lucky bastard!
Boris the Blade? As in... Boris, the Bullet-Dodger?
Why do they call him the Bullet-Dodger?
