— Hello, handsome. Are you surrendering? You're not really gonna fight me with a sword, are you? I do like your confidence.
— Normally, I'm a little more chatty. I do have one thing to say. I think it'll wait.
— Shit's about to get steel. Motherfucker.
— What I wanted to say was, ''I am Roy and Roy has done this''.
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming all along,
And if they used us.
Then they abused us?
Could you tell us that we were wrong?
He had it coming
He had it coming
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
— Drop it.
— What, the tooth?
— No, not the tooth.
— I'm not dropping it.
— Well, it drops or you drop.
— This is a custom handmade Walther PPK that cost me nearly half a million dollars at auction.
— You bought a handgun for half a million dollars?
— And had my personal pistolsmith fit it with a vintage SD-22 SpielWaffen suppressor, of which there are six in the world, for an additional $250,000.
— 750,000 bucks?
— Correct.
— Why in the fuck, Pam, would you ever do something like that?
— Pam?
— Well, I never got your name so I just call you Pam.
— We've met?
— Many, many times, in passing. Let me see it. Slow. Hold it by the trigger guard.
— Handle it as if it were porcelain, please.
— Soft as a whisper. A. H.?
— Adolf, Hitler.
— Qué?
— It was a personal gift from Carl Walther. Hitler kept it in his desk in Munich.
— You've been killing me with fuckin' Hitler's gun this whole time?
— It was stolen by an American serviceman in 1945.
— Jesus, what is wrong with you?
— Fast-forward to present day... — a very pretty penny.
— I didn't think this could get any worse. And it has. Who sent you?
— Wouldn't you like to know.
— Hint, hint?
— Never. Are you gonna kill me now?
— No, Pam, I'm gonna shoot you. That's for the Jews. Those too.
— Hello, handsome!
— You cut my head off a couple dozen times.
— Someone's been the busiest little beaver.
— What are you gonna do with that?
— I was thinking about fucking you up.
— You remember in 'Raiders', that asshole who was twirling a sword around and around, thinking he was all cool and shit? Indy just shot him 'cause he was exhausted, impatient, and just couldn't take the bullshit anymore. You remember that?
— Yeah.
— Fuck!
<...>
— Fun fact. Harrison Ford had the shits and that's why he shot that guy.
— Enjoying Italy?
— Yeah.
— Yes. I've always had a soft spot in my heart for Roma. I did my first bare-handed strangulation here. Communist politician.
— Why, George, you big softy.
— God, I miss Communism. The Red threat. People were scared... the agency had some respect, and I got laid every night.
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