Never shall innocent blood be shed yet the blood of the whicked shall flow like a river.
The three shall spred there blackend wings and be the vengefull stricking hammer of god.
* ROCCO!
* What?!
* Where’s my cat?
* I killed your cat you druggie bitch.
* Wha… Why?
* I felt it would bring closure to our relationship.
Roc: WHAT?
Donna: Where’s my cat?
Roc: I’ll killed your cat you druggy bitch!
Don: God, why?
Roc: I felt it would bring closure to our relationship.
Don: You killed my…my…
Roc: Your what? Your fuckin’ what? huh? Your what bitch? I’ll shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that cats name! Go ahead, your what? Your presious little…
Don: S..s…Skippy..
Roc: Oooh jesus, what colour was it bitch?
#1 Do you know what I think is psycho Rock. Station men with loving families, go home every day from work and they turn on the news. Do you know what they see? They see rapists, murderers and child molestorers all getting out of prison. #2 Mafioses getting caught with 20 kilos, getting out on bail, same fucking day. #1 And every where every one is thinking the same thing. Some one should go kill those mother fuckers. #2 Kill em all. Admit it even you’ve thought about it. #3 You guys should be in every major city.
#1 I can’t believe that fucking happened. #2 Is it dead?
#1 This is like a scum bad yard sale. #2 We should come here once a week and clean house.
#1)Fuckin’– What the fuckin’ fuck– Who the fuck– Fuck this fuckin’– How did you two fuckin’ fucks– Fuck! #2)Well, that cartainly illustrates the diversity of the word.
(1)I can’t believe that just fuckin happened! (2)Is it dead? (1)Oh God!
(1)I can’t believe that just happened!! (2) Is it dead?
(1)That was nicely put. (2) Thanks, I know.
(2 guys talking to funnyman) Conner: It’s a fuckin six shooter. Murphy: There’s nine bodies genius. Conner: What the fuck were you gonna do laugh the last three to death funnyman.
(After Rocco puts on his home made mask)
Murphy:Ya look like Mushmouth
Rocco: What? Well, you guys got masks. Okay, okay fine! Just tryin’ to be professional. Let her ID me, I don’t know.
Connor: Shut up, Roc. Shut up, put the mask back on. Ya look fuckin’ SCARY man
(Rocco puts the mask back on)
Connor: Now tell me Roc? Is everythin’ O-bee-K-bee?
(B)(I)Connor: well, name one thing your going to need the stupid fuckin rope for.
Murph: that was way easier than I thought.
Connor: aye.
Murph: you know on t.v you always got that guy that jumps over the sofa…
Connor:…then you’ve got to shoot em for ten fuckin minutes.
Murph: yea.
Connor: now what, do you think is in that little case there? *pats Murph on the back*
…fuck me.
Murph: woah, the hits just keep on commin. *hits Connor on the head with money*
Connor: ow, give it a smell.
Murph: I love our new job.
(Man 1) Never shall innocent blood be shed. Yet, the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The three shall spread their blackened wings, and be the striking hammer of god.
(mocking)What are we gonna need the stupid, fucking rope for?
(Person 1)I killed your cat you druggy bitch.
(Girl 1)God, why?
(Guy 1) I felt it would bring closure to our relationship.
(Girl 1) You killed my-my–
(Guy 1) Your What?
(Girl 1) -My–
(Guy 1) Your fuckin what? Huh? Your what, bitch? I’ll shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that cats name!
(Girl 1, 2) S-Skippy, Skippy.
(Guy 1) Oh, jesus, what color was it, bitch?
(Girl 2) Don’t you fucking yell at her like that, you prick!
(Guy 1) Shut your fat ass, Rayvie! I buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you fucked!
(Person 1)I killed your cat you druggy bitch.
(Girl 1)God, why?
(Guy 1) I felt it would bring closure to our relationship.
(Girl 1) You killed my-my–
(Guy 1) Your What?
(Girl 1) -My–
(Guy 1) Your fuckin what? Huh? Your what, bitch? I’ll shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that cats name!
(Girl 1, 2) S-Skippy, Skippy.
(Guy 1) Oh, jesus, what color was it, bitch?
(Girl 2) Don’t you fucking yell at her like that, you prick!
(Guy 1) Shut your fat ass, Rayvie! I can’t buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you fucked!
-The only thing we can do is stick a patato on a string and drag it though south boston and say thanks for comin’ out
-You’d have better luck with a beer
-that he’s right
-We could kill everybody!
-What do you think?
-I’m strangely comfortable with it.
-We’re good aren’t we?
-Yes we are!
…And shephards we shall be. For thee my lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from thy hand. That our feet may swiftly carry out thy command. So we shall flow a river forth to thee. And teeming with souls shall it ever be. E Nomini Patri, E Fili, E Spiritu Sancti.
…in the movies there is always that guy who jumps behind the couch.
Yeah, and you gotta shoot at him for 10 fuckin’ minutes
1) I ain’t funny today
2) (stops eating the sandwich) Continue the joke.
1) I can’t belive that just fuckin’ happened! 2) Is it dead?
1) I just wantes do cuddle. 2) Cuddle? What a fag.
1) Isn’t that so Rambo? 2) Ok, get you stupid fucking rope!!
1) the rule of thumb here is…
2) Rule of thumb!? Do you know where that expression comes from? In the early 1900’s it was legal to beat your wife so long as you used a stick no wider than your thumb.
1) Well, you can’t do much damage with that…maybe it should have been a rule of wrist then.
1) We’re good 2) Yes, yes we are!
1)Go get your fucking rope
1)I can’t believe that just fucking happened 2)Is it dead?
1)we’re good 2)yes we are!!!
1)We’re sort of like 7-11. We’re not always doing business but we’re always open.
2) That was nicely put.
1-Now u will recieve us! 2-We do not ask for your poor or your hungry! 1-We do not want your tired and sick! 2-It is your corrupt we claim, 1-It is your evil that will be sought by us! 2-With every breath we shall hunt them down, 1-Each day we will spill their blood until it rains down from the skies!
1. Rope? Whata we need rope for? 2. I don’t know. Charlie Bronsons always got rope.
1. What? You guys got masks? 2. You look like Mushmouth from fat albert. 1. Fine then. Fuck it! 3. No, put it on. Put the mask on! You look fuckin’ scary man. Now, are you o-bee k-bee?
1.) Destroy all that which is evil. 2) So that which is good may flourish.
1.)I killed your cat you druggy bitch, i felt it would bring closure to our relationship. 2.)you killed my… 1.)Your what, your what, ill shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that cat’s name. Your what your precious little ssss…. 2.)Skippy? 1.)AWW JESUS what colour was it bitch! 3.)She cant answer with you fucking yelling at her! 1.)SHUT YOUR FAT ASS RAYVIE! I CANT BUY A PACK OF SMOKES WITHOUT RUNNING INTO NINE GUYS YOU FUCKED!!!
1: i can feel my finger man… 2: your finger’s not there. 1:i know but i can feel it…
1:Oh your such a fucking retard!
2:I’ll be back @ 9, bury the fuckin cat!
1:you alright Rocko? 2:Yeah I’m fine..catch you on the flip side!
1> calm down! 2> No, YOU START GETTING EXCITED MOTHER FUCKER!
1st Man: Jesus! He brought a six-shooter!
2nd Man: There were nine of them, you retard! What were you going to do with the last three, laugh them to death? Funny man?
::cat gets accidently shot and splatters against the wall:: Person #1: Is it dead?
::drunkenly:: I didn’t come here for slalvation…
Connor: well, name one thing your going to need the stupid fuckin rope for.
Murph: that was way easier than I thought.
Connor: aye.
Murph: you know on t.v you always got that guy that jumps over the sofa…
Connor:…then you’ve got to shoot em for ten fuckin minutes.
Murph: yea.
Connor: now what, do you think is in that little case there? *pats Murph on the back*
…fuck me.
Murph: woah, the hits just keep on commin. *hits Connor on the head with money*
Connor: ow, give it a smell.
Murph: I love our new job.
Conner: Jesus! He brought a six-shooter!
Murphy: There were nine of them, you retard! What were you going to do with the last three, laugh them to death? Funny man?
Connor: now you will recieve us!
Murphy: we do not ask for your poor, or hungry.
Connor: we do not want your tired or sick.
Murphy: it is your corrupt we claim.
Connor: it is your evil that will be saught by us.
Murphy: with every breath we shall hunt them down.
Connor: each day, we will spill their blood till it rains down from the skies!
Murphy: do not kill, do not rape, do not steal, these are principals which every man of every faith can embrace.
Connor: these are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behaviour, and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
Murphy: there are varying degrees of evil, we urge you lesser forms of filth, not to push the bounds and cross over, into true corruption, into our domain.
Connor: for if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day, you will reap it!
Murphy: and we will send you to whatever god you wish.
Doc: You know what they say: People in glass houses sink ships!
Rocco: I got to buy you a proverb book or something, because this mix ‘n’ match shit’s got to go.
Doc: What?
Conner MacManus: Well, a penny saved is worth two in the bush, right?
Murphy MacManus: And don’t cross the road if you can’t get out of the kitchen.
Monsignor: We must always fear the wicked. But there is another kind of evil that we must fear the most, and that is the indifference of good men.
Conner MacManus: I do believe the monsignor’s finally got the point.
Murphy MacManus: Aye.
Murph: you can take credit on that ya know.
Rocco: you serious?
Murph: yea….if you think about it, its all you can do really, I mean you cant go in there and tell them it was us.
Connor: climb the carpet latter boy, Don Rocco.
Rocco: fuck it, im doing it, I deserve it, ive been workin for those fagget bastards since I was in high school, I mean look at this place, their fuckin me man. they can suck my pathedic little dick and i’ll dip my nuts in maranara sauce just so that fat bastards can get a taste at home while their at it. *Connor and Murphy laughing* Fuck it, im doing it, it is DONE! *Cat get shot off table*
All Three: Fuck, shit i’m hit.
Murph: I cant believe that just fuckin happened!
Rocco: is it dead?
Murph: oh my god!
A six shooter? Nine bodies? What the fuck were you gonna do? LAUGH the last three to death, FUNNYMAN?
Alright!I love this SHIT!
and dip my nuts in marinara sauce so those fat bastards can get a taste of home
And i shall flow a river forth to thee. For thee my lord, for thee. And teeming with souls it shall ever be.
and shepards we shall be, for thee my lord for thee, power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command, and we shall flow a river forth to thee, in teeming with souls shall it ever be, in nomine patri, et fili, et spiritus sancti
And shepards we shall be, for thee my lord, for thee
And shepherds we shall be, for thee my Lord for thee, power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command. We shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In nomine Patris, et filii, et Spiritus Sancti.
And shepherds we shall be, for thee my Lord, for thee.
And Shepherds we shall be, for Thee, my Lord, for Thee, power hath descended forth from Thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomine Patri et Fili Spiritu Sancte.
And there was a FIREFIGHT
And when I vest my flashing sword, and my hand takes hold in judgement, I will take vengence upon mine enemies, and I will repay those who haze me. O Lord, raise me to thy right hand and count me among thy saints.
Are you talling me it was one guy with six guns and he was a senior friggin’ citizen?!
Argh…. there was a FIREFIGHT!!! *shoots his gun in the air*
Aww, what color was it bitch?
Batender: Why dont you make like a tree and get the fuck outa here!
BURY THE CAT!!!!!!!!!
C’mon ma, tell us which came out first. Alright, you deserve to know….Whitchever one has the bigger cock!
cafe latte…twist of lemon…sweet and low
Caffe latte… twist of lemon… Sweet N’ Low…
can we stay here? well yea we got an extra holding..can they stay? well im gonna have to ask your mom but its okay with me if your friends sleep over..time to feed the dogs
Catch you on the flip side.
Certainly shows the versitility of the word.
charley bronsons’ always got a rope. they don’t know what der gonna use it for they just always end up usen it.
Checkov? Well this here’s Spock. If you find us a McCoy we got us an away team.
Checkov? This here’s McCoy. Get a Spock and we got us an away team.
christ i cant go buy a pack of cigareettes without seeing nine guys youve fucked
come on, i gotta make up 4 that tit thing
conner
Conner – Now you will receive us.
Murphy – We do not ask for your poor or your hungry.
Conner – We do not want your tired and sick.
Murphy – It is your corrupt we claim.
Conner – It is your evil that will be sought by us.
Murphy – With every breath we shall hunt them down.
Conner – Each day we will spill their blood till it rains down from the skies.
Murphy – Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace.
Conner – These are not polite suggestions these are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
Murphy – There are varying degrees of evil, we urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over, into true corruption, into our domain.
Conner – But if you do one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day you will reap it.
Murphy – And we will send you to whatever god you wish.
All – And shepards we shall be, for thee my lord for thee. Power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command. So we shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be,
Duce – in nomine patri,
Conner – et fili,
Murphy – spiritus sancte.
Conner – We’ve got to fuck with ‘im!
Conner MacManus-this is a damn six shooter
Murphy MacManus-9 bodies genius
Conner MacManus- WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU GUNNA DO LAUGH THE LAST THREE TO DEATH FUNNY MAN!
Conner MacManus: Now you will receive us.
Murphy MacManus: We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry.
Conner MacManus: We do not want your tired and sick.
Murphy MacManus: It is the corrupt we claim.
Conner MacManus: It is your evil that will be shot by us.
Murphy MacManus: With every breath, we shall hunt them down.
Conner MacManus: Each day we will spill there blood, til it rains down from the skies.
Murphy MacManus: Do not kill. Do not rape. Do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace.
Conner MacManus: These are not polite suggestions, these are cause of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
Murphy MacManus: There are varying degrees of evil, we urge you lesser of farms of filth, not to push the bounds and cross over it’s a true corruption into our domain.
Conner MacManus: But if you do one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day you will reap it.
Murphy MacManus: We will send you to whatever god you wish
Conner MacManus: Now you will receive us. Murphy MacManus: We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry. Conner MacManus: We do not want your tired and sick. Murphy MacManus: It is your corrupt we claim. Conner MacManus: It is your evil that will be sought by us. Murphy MacManus: With every breath, we shall hunt them down. Conner MacManus: Each day we will spill there blood, til it rains down from the skies. Murphy MacManus: Do not kill. Do not rape. Do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace. Conner MacManus: These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost. Murphy MacManus: There are varying degrees of evil, we urge you lesser of farms of filth not to push the bounds that cross over into true corruption, into our domain. Conner MacManus: But if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day you will reap it. Murphy MacManus: And we will send you to whatever god you wish. Trio: In nomine Patri, et Fili, et Spiritus Sancti.
Conner MacManus: We haven’t really figured out a system to decide who.
Rocco: Me! I’m the guy! I know everyone! I know their habits, who they hang out with! I got phone numbers, addresses! I know who they’re fucking, I know where they live! We could kill EVERYONE.
Murphy MacManus: So what do you think?
Conner MacManus: I’m strangely comfortable with it.
Conner:Nomine partre Murphy: Et fillis Conner:Spiritus Sante
Connor: Now you will receive us.
Murphy: We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry.
Connor: We do not want your tired and sick.
Murphy: It is your corrupt we claim.
Connor: It is your evil that will be sought by us.
Murphy: With every breath, we shall hunt them down.
Connor: Each day we will spill their blood, ’til it rains down from the skies.
Murphy: Do not kill. Do not rape. Do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace.
Connor: These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behavior, and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
Murphy: There are varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth, not to push the bounds and cross over, in to true corruption, into our domain.
Connor: For if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day you will reap it.
Murphy: And we will send you to whatever god you wish
Cuddle?? What a fag!
Damn, bitch, I can’t even go out and get a pack of smokes with out coming across 7 men you have fucked
destroy all that is evil so that which is good may flurish.
destroy what is evil so that which good may fourish
Doc: The FBI Agent stopped by the Bar, he gave me his c-c-c… ahhh he fucking gave me this.
Doc: Why don’t you make like a tree, and get the fuck outta here?
don’t cross the road if you can’t get out of the kitchen
Don’t stop, you guys gotta get out of here, don’t ever stop.
Everybody, everywhere is all thinking the same thing. Somebody should go and just kill those motherfuckers. Kill ’em all.
Father MacManus: When I *missing word* my flashing sword and my hand takes hold in judgment i will take vengence upon my enimies and i will opose those who hase me. Oh lord raise me to thy right hand and count me among thy saints.
fine, get youre stupid fucken rope… I’ll get my stupid rope…
Freund was right…
Fuck you im not the rope-totin Charlie Bronson wannabe that got us lost in here.
Fuck you! What the fuckin’ fuck! Who the fuck fucked this fucking … How did you two fucker fucks … FUCK!
FUCK, ASS!
fuckin what the fuckin fuck who the fuck fuck this fuckin how the fuck did you two fuckin fucks….fuck
certianly illustrates the diversity of the word
Fuckin’ , what the fuckin’ , fuck , who the fuck , fuck this fuckin’ , how did you two fuckin’ fucks…….FUCK !
Fucking…what the fucking…fuck…who the fuck…fuck this fucking…how did you two…fucking…fucks…FUCK!!!
Connor: Well, it… certainly shows the diversity of the word (laughter)
FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY
Funny!, Funny!, Funny!
Gay: I just wanna cuddle
Smecker: Cuddle? What a fag
get your stupid fucking rope
GIMME A BEER FUCK ASS
Girls: ROCCO!!
Rocco: WHAAAT!!
Girl: wheres my cat?
Rocco: I killed your cat you druggie bitch!
Girl: What, why?
Rocco: I thought it would bring closure to our relationship.
Girl: You killed my, my…
Rocco: Your what, huh, your what bitch?! I’ll shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that cats name, go ahead, your what, your precious little…?
Girls: Skippy..Skippy!
Rocco: Jesus, what colour was it bitch!?
Ravy: Dont you fuckin yell at her like that you prick!
Rocco: SHUT YOUR FAT ASS RAVVY.. I cant buy a pack of smokes, with out running into 9 guys youve fucked!
Good shooting…shitty shooting…
Greenly – These guys are miles away by now, but if you wanna beat your head against the wall, then here’s what you’re looking for. They’re scared, like two little bunny rabbits. Anything in a uniform or flashing blue lights is gonna spook them, okay? So the only thing we can do is put a potato on a string and drag it through South Boston, thanks for comin’ out.
Murphy – You’d probably have better luck with beer.
Greenly, the day I want the Boston police to do my thinking for me is the day I will have a fucking tag on my toe.
Halleluia Jaffar !
Hallelujah Jaffar
He figures that a guy with a bandage on his ass is goin fuckin’ nowhere. Nowhere! (to dead body) where the fuck are you goin? NOWHERE!
he got serial crushed by some huge frickin guy
He hits the guy with the bandages on his head, cuz he’s smart. He knows the guy with the bandages on his ass is goin nowhere. He’s goin fuckin nowhere. Where you goin? Nowhere.
He’s happy now, just killing us one by one. And worse, he’s good at it.
hello….when….
(slap)
OH…
I’ll be right there…
I just wanna cuddle
You’re such a fag!
hey boris … what would you do if i said that your pinko, commy mother sucks so much dick her face looked like an egg?
Hey Fuck Ass get me a beer!
Hey fuck ass give me a beer
hey fuckass … get me a beer
Hey Roc are you sure your OBIE KAYBIE?
hey roc! are you sure that you’re o-b-kay-b?!
Hey, fuck-ass gimme a beer.
How about you get me a cup of coffee… what the F*** is it?…. Cafe Latte… What the F***!?… A twist of lemon… Captain what the F*** is this?…. Sweet n’ low!
How many boddies Greenly???
I ain’t gettin him no fuckin bagel!
I aint gettin him no fuckin bagel
I came here to kill you but know I kill… your brother with a shot in the head.
I can’t beleive that just f***ing happened?…Is it dead?
I can’t buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you f**ked!
I can’t buy a pack of smokes, without running into nine guys you FUCKED!!!!
I can’t even buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you fucked
I can’t get a pack of smokes without running into nine guys that you fucked!
I can’t get a pack off smokes without running into nine guys you’ve fucked
I can’t go out for a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you’ve fucked
I cant believe that just fucking happened!
I cant even buy a pack of smokes without running into 9 guys you’ve fucked!
I do believe the Monsignors’ finally got the point.
I have to tiptoe through the tuplis with these assholes.
I just wanted to cuddle.
Cuddle? What a fag
i killed your cat you druggie bitch
what? why?
i thought it wouled bring closer to our relaionship
you killed my …my
your what i’ll shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that cats name go on your what your presious little what?
skippy
oh jezze what colour was it bitch?
dont you f##ken yell at her you prick
shut your fat ass ravy i cant buy a pack of smokes without running into 9 guys you’ve f##ked
i killed your cat you druggy bitch
I killed your cat, you druggy bitch
I know Addressed I have phone numbers, I know everybodys hobbies;WE could kill EVERYBODY!
I’ll catch you on the flip side.
I’ll get my stupid rope. I’ll get it! There’s some rope right here.
I’ll see YOU on the flipside.
I’ll tip her
I’ll tip her!
I’ll tip her!!
I’ll tip her.
I’m fuckin’ some shit out here.
I’m gonna fuck you up dude!
I’m not the rope totin’ Charlie Bronson wanna be that’s getting us fuckin lost
i’m sweaten my ass off carry’en your stupid fucken rope around, thing must way thirty pounds.
I’m sweatin’ my ass off carryin your fuckin Rope around. Must weigh thirty pounds.
I’m sweating my ass of draggin’your fuckin’rope around
I’m sweating my ass off dragging your stupid fucking rope around.
If that was a woman I want to see some papers!
Ill have a coke
Im having a shitty day..tell me a joke
im not the rope toating Charly Bronsen wannabe
im not the rope-totting charlie bronson wannabe thats gettin us lost
im so fucking fu-nny
In Nomine Patris, et, Filii, et Spiritus Sancti
In Roman and Greek mytholgy when you died you’d have to pay the toll to Coran. The boatmen who faired you across the gates of judgement. This made sure the dead became atoned for what they did during life.
Insignificant, little fuck!
Is everyone obeekaybee?
Is it dead?
Is it dead?!
Is that right Rambo?
It certainly illustrates the diversity of the word!
It is your corrupt we claim!
It was a fucking bar-fight, you guys are fucking pussies!
It was just a fuckin bar fight, you guys have ta be such pussies
It’s just a bar fight. You guys are fuckin’ pussies!
It’s the real deal, Roc. Evil men, dead men.
ITS LIKE THESE GUYS ARE PUT IN A FIXED SITUATION WITH A IRON FIST!
Just pour the drink yo fairy fuck
Just pour the drink you fairy fuck!
Just pour the drink you fairy fuck.
just pour the drink you fairy fuck….smell you
Kind of makes me feel like river dancin’!
Kinda like 7 Eleven. We’re not always open but we’re always doing business.
Kinda makes me feel like riverdancing
Looks like you Irish cops are perking up…
That’s two solid thories in one day, neither of which have to do with an overly sized man…
Makes me feel like Riverdancin’!
make like a tree and get the FUCK outta here!
Maybe you should save all that agression for protesting?
Me and your father used him only 3 times, hes like a ghost!
Mother fucker is in the bushes right now!
Murph:Go get your stupid fuckign rope. COnner: Ill get my stupid rope, I will. Theres one right here!
Murphy: Where the fuck are you going, did you tell him?
Connor: Of coarse I fuckin’ told him.
Murphy: Well what the fuck?
Rocco: Hey, you guys dont know that shit for sure.
Murphy: Your such a fuckin’ retard. Man, use your fuckin’ brain for once is it so unbelievable that they dont fuckin’ care about ya!?
Rocco: Oh yeah you two fuckin mincs know whats going on.
Connor: Roc, its not a fuckin’ thing you should gamble on alright!
Rocco: Im the fuck outta here.
Murphy: Fine, fuck it! What kind of flowers do you want at your funeral you dumb wop, cause its the last time im gunna see ya!
Rocco: I’ll be back at nine, burry the fuckin’ cat.
Connor: Listen you get in there, you start to get a bad vibe you get the fuck out quick!
My name is Ivan Chekov and you will be closing now.
Name one thing you’ll need this stupid fuckin’ rope for!(irish accent)
Never shall innocent blood be shed, but the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river.
The three shall spread their blackend wings, and be the vengeful striking hammer of god.
Never shall innocent blood be shed, yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river, the three shall spread the blackened wings and be the vengeful strike and hammer of the lord.
Never shall innocent blood be shed, yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The Three shall spread their blackened wings and be the vengeful striking hammer of God.
Never shall innocent blood be shed.Yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The three shall spread their blackened wings and be the vengeful striking hammer of God.
nine bodies guenius what where u going to do with the other 3 laugh them to death funnyman
No rolling! Nothing needs to be rolled!
Now Roc, are you sure you’re obie-kabie?
Now Rock – Are you sure that you’ll be o-bee kay-bee?
Now Rock, are you sure you’re obeekabee?
Now Rock, you sure you’re obie kabie?
Now what do you suppose is in the little black case ?
Now you will receive us. We do not ask for your poor or your hungry. We do not want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim. It is your evil that will be saught by us. With every breath we shall hunt them down. Each day we will spill their blood ‘til it rains down from the skies. Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal. These are principles, which every man of every faith can embrace. These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behaviour and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost. There are varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption, into our domain. But if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day, you will reap it. And we will send you to whatever god you wish.
Now you will recieve us, we do not ask for your poor or your hungry. We do not ask for your tired and your sick, it is your corrupt we claim. It is your evil that be sought by us. With every breathe we shall hunt them down, Each day we shall spill their blood ’till it rains down from the skies. Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal, these are principles which every man, of every faith can embrace. These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behavior, and those of you that ignore them will pay the deadliest cost. There are varying degrees of evil, we are two lesser forms of filth, not to push the bounds and cross over, into true corruption, into our domain, but if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day you will reap it, and we will send you to which ever God you wish.
O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand and count me among Thy saints
O-be Kay-be
Officer – can they stay?
Paul – Well, we’ll have to check with your mom, but it’s okay with me if your friends sleep over. Time to feed the dogs.
Oh come on, I gotta make up for that tit thing!!
oh your such a fucking retard!
Oh, isn’t that beautiful, all the low-lifes in quiet city Boston start dropping dead and you think its unrelated! Greenlee, the day I want the Boston Police to do my thinking for me I will have a fucking tag on my toe!
Okay Duffy, have any theories to go with that tie?
Pack your shit!
people in glass houses sink ships
perhaps it should have been rule of wrist, seems you could do more damage with a larger stick
Person #1: Do you know what we need, man? Some rope. Person #2: Absolutely. What are you, insane?
put it back on rock, you look fucken scary!!
Rocco – Bury the fucking cat!
Rocco – Is it dead?
Rocco : Fucking… What the fuck. Who the fuck fucked this fucking… How did you two fucking fucks… FUCK.
Connor : Well, that certainly illustrates the diversity of the word.
rocco!!!! WHAT!?!?!?!?! where’s my cat? i killed it you druggie bitch. why? i thought it would bring some closure to our relationship
Rocco: Hey fuck ass get me a beer!
Rocco: I killed your cat, you druggie bitch.
Donna: What? Why?
Rocco: I thought it would bring closure to our relationship.
Rocco: Shut your fat ass Rayvie! I can’t buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you fucked!
ROCCO:A Black guy,MOB BOSS:NIGER ROCCO:yeah,yeah, a spic, and a white guy are walkin on the beach. They find a bottle and rub it and a jinni pops out and says what would you like? The spic says I want all my people to be happy and live in Spain. Poof, done. The black gut MOB BOSS:NIGGER ROCCO:yeah yeah thatz what i said, the nigger wishes for all his af…nigger brothers to be happy and back in Africa. Poof, done…never mind i am havin a bad day, this joke sucks (mob boss pushes sandwhich aside)MOB BOSS:Finsih the Joke ROCCO:ok..ok…so The white guy steps up and says, you mean to tell me all the niggers and spics are outta America? The jinni says, yes. The white guy says, well in that case, gimme a coke.
Rocco:We could kill everyone.
ROCKO!..WHAT!!…wheres mt cat?. i killed your cat you drugy bitch. wha, why? i thought it would help bring closure to our relationship. you killed my, my…your what hu, your wha ill shoot myslef in the fucking head if u can tell me the name of that cat go ahead!. sss sk skippy. OH what color was it bitch! dont u fucking yell at her. SHUT YOUR FATASS, i cant buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you FUCKED!
Rocko: Fucking… What the fucking fuck! Who the fuck fucked this fucking… How did you two fucking fucks… FUCK!
Conner MacManus: Well it… certainly illustrates the diversity of the word.
Roco:I can’t go out for a pack of smokes without running into 9 guys you fucked.
rule of thumb eh? can’t do much damage wit dat, maybe it shoulda been the rule of wrist.
Rule of thumb, we can’t do much damage with this now can we, should be more like rule of wrist!
Rule of thumb?, you cant do much with that now can you? Perhaps it should’ve been a rule of wrist/
See this guy? He’s goin’ NOwhere! Hey, where you goin’? NOWHERE!
See this guy? He’s goin’ NOwhere! Hey, where you goin’? NOWHERE!!!
Shepards we shall be,
for thee my Lord for thee.
Power have to send it forth from thy hand,
that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command.
So shall we flow a river forth to thy,
and teeming of souls shall it ever be.
In nomine Patris,
et Filii,
et Spiritus Sancti
Shepards we shall be, for thee my lord for thee
Power hath descended forth from thy hand so feet can swiftly carry out thine commands. We will flow a river forth to thee and teeming with souls shall it ever bee, e nomini patri et filli spiritus sancti
shut up you bitch!You know? I cant buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you fucked!
Shut up! I can’t by a pack of smokes whitout running into 9 guys you fucked!
shut your fat ass lady, I can’t buy a pack of smokes without running into 9 guys you fucked
Shut your fat ass rammy…i cant buy a pack of smokes with out running into nine guys youve fucked…
Shut your fat ass Ravie!! i cant buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you fucked!
shut your fat ass ravie. i cant go buy a pack of smokes without runnin into nine guys you’ve fucked!
Shut your fat ass Ravy! I can’t buy a pack a’ smokes without runnin into nine guys you FUCKED!
Shut your fat ass Rayvie! I can’t buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you fucked!
Shut your fat ass, Raine!
Shut your fat ass, Ramie! I can’t buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you’ve fucked!
Shut your fat ass, Rayvie! I can’t buy a pack of smokes without runnin’ into nine guys you’ve fucked!
Shut your fat ass, Rayvie! I can’t even go to the store to get a pack of smokes without runnin’ into nine guys you’ve fucked.
So all the niggers and spicks are out of America? I guess ill just have a coke.
So make like a tree and get the fuck outta here!
So now we have a huge guy theory and a serial-crusher theory, top notch.
So the White guy said, Uh Ill have a coke!
So you’re Chekov, huh? Well, this here’s McCoy. Find a Spock, we got us an away team.
So you’re Chekov, huh? Well, this here’s McCoy. Find a Spock, we got us an away team.
So you’re telling me it was one guy with six guns, and he was a senior friggin citizen.
spiritus sancti
Symbology? Now that Duffy has relinquished his king bone head crown it seems we have an heir to the throne. I think the word you’re looking for is symbolism.
Television is the explanation for this. You see this kind of stuff in bad TV, little assault guys creeping through the vents, that James Bond shit never happens in real life.
thanks for comin’ out
that was easier than i thought..ya kno in the movies you always get that guy who jumps over the sofa..then you gotta shoot for ten fuckin minutes..we’re good..yes we are! Now what do ya think is in that little case there?
that was easy, usually there’s that guy that always jumps over the couch. Then ya gotta shoot em fer like fifteen minutes.
That’s all we need: some sensational story making these boys out to be superheroes triumphing over evil.
that’s cause i’m an expert in, nameology
That’s two sound theories in one day, neither of which involving abnormally-sized men.
the 90’s are killing me. your not SUPPOSED to tell a guy your gonna kill him no more. I gotta tiptoe through the tulips with these assholes. takin all the fun… outta the job.
The 90s are killing me. I shouldn’t have done that. Your not SUPPOSED to tell a guy you gonna kill him no more. I gotta tiptoe through the tulips with these assholes. Taking all the fun, out of the job.
the ass kissing starts with you
The Duce: The question is not how far. The question is, do you possess the constitution, the depth of faith, to go as far as is needed?
The Duke’s a fuckin Houdini!
The guy with the bandages on his ass, he’s goin nowhere. He’s goin fuckin nowhere. Where you goin? NOWHERE!
The Lord works in mysterious ways.
The on with the bigger cock…. What I’ve had ice on mine
The question is not how far
The question is do you possess the constitution,the depth of faith, to go as far as is needed?
The question is not how far are we going to take it. The question is weather or not we have the courage to take it as far as it has to go.
The question isn’t how far, the question is do you possess the constitution, the debt of faith, to go as far as is needed?
The What Man???
There are many forms of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the boundaries into true corruption, into our domain.
There was a FIRE FIGHT
There was a fire fight!
There was a firefight!!!
there was a firefight!!!!!!
There’s so much shit that pisses me off!
They can suck my pathetic little dick, and I’ll dip my balls in marinara sauce so those fat bastards can get a taste of home while they’re at it!
They can suck my pathetic little dick, and I’ll dip my nuts in marinara sauce just so those fat bastards can get a taste of home while they’re at it.
They suck my pathetic little dick..and I’ll dip my nuts in Marinara sauce so they can have a taste of home!
This guy takes a blunt object and fuckin wha! Hits the guy with the bandages around his head, right? Why? Cause he’s smart. He knows the guy with the bandages around his ass aint goin nowhere, he’s goin fuckin nowhere. Where you goin? NOWHERE!
This guy takes a blunt object, fuckin’ whaaaa!
This guy takes out a whole family — wife, kids — like he’s ordering fucking pizza.
This is a six shooter … theres nine bodies genius …what were you gonna do laugh the other three to death ?
This place was Armageddon!
There was a firefight!!!
This was a fuckin bomb dropped on Beaver Cleaverville.
This was a fuckin bomb, for a few seconds this place was armageddon, There was a firefight!
This was a fucking bomb, for a few seconds this was armagedon, & there was a firefight!
those fat bastards can suck my pathetic little dick, and i’ll dip my nuts in marinara sauce just so they can get a taste of home while they’re at it.
Three guys a Mexican, a Black, and a White guy r walking down the beach and they find a bottle, they rub it and a genie comes out granting them all one wish. The Mexican wishes for all the Mexicans to go back to Mexico and live happily ever after. The Black guy wishes for all the Blacks to go back to Africa and live happily ever after. The white guy says — let me get this straight, all the Mexicans and blacks are gone — and the genie says — yeah — so the white guy says — I’ll have a coke. —
Thy Kingdon Come, Thy will be done
Two sound theories in one day, neither of which involves abnormally sized men…kinda makes me feel like river dancing
We could kill everyone!
we could kill everyone…I’m strangely comfortable with it.
We do not ask for your poor or your hungry. We do not want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim. It is your evil that will be sought by us. With every breath we shall hunt them down. Each day we will spill their blood til it rains down from the skies. Do not kill do not rape do not steal. These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace. These are not polite suggestions these are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost. There are varying degrees of evil we urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption, into our domain. But if you do one day you will look behind you and see we three, and on that day you will reap it- and we will send you to whatever god you wish. And shepards we shall be, for thee my lord for thee, power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command, and we shall flow a river forth to thee, in teeming with souls shall it ever be, in nomine patri, et fili, et spiritus sancti.
we have no witnesses. all we have are two dead bodies in the morgue that look like they’ve been serial-crushed by a huge freakin guy
We must all fear evil men; but there is one evil that we must fear even more, and that is the indifference of good men.
We’ll start the ass-kissing with you.
We’re a lot like 7-11. We’re not always doin’ buisness, but we’re always open.
We’re fucking good at this
YES WE ARE
We’re kind of like 7-11. We’re not always doing business, but we’re always open.
We’re kind of like 7-11. We might not be doing business, but we’re always open.
We’re kind of like a 7-11. We’re not always doing business, but we’re allllllllwaaaays open.
We’re like 7-11 we may not be doing business, but we’re always open.
We’re like 7-11, we’re not always doin business, but we’re always open.
We’re sort of like 7-11. We’re not always doing business, but we’re always open.
We’re sorta like 7-11. We’re not always doin’ business, but we’re always open.
We’re sorta like 7-11. We’re not always doin’ business, but we’re always open.
We’re talking about decent men with loving children. They come home from work and turn the news and what do they see? Rapist and child molesters and murderers. These are the people that ruin this world.
We’ve got to fuck with ‘im.
Well listen to me you stupid insignifi-CUNT little fuck. i want my money u BASTARDO.
Well you know what they say, He who lives in a close house, shuoldn’t sink ships.
WELL, FREUD WAS RIGHT.
What a fag.
what are you doing!? i just wanted to cuddle, Cuddle!? what a fag
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?……..I JUST WANTED TO CUDDLE!!!………….CUDDLE? WHAT A FAG!!!
what are you lookin at you fairy fuck
What kind of flowers do you want at your funeral, you dumb wat? It’ll be the last time I ever see you!
what the fuck were you gunna do, laught the last three to death FUNNY MAN
what the fuck were you gunna do laugh the last three to death FUNNY MAN
What the fuck’re you doin’?
What the fuckin’, Fuck! What the Fuck! How did you 2 fuckin’ fucks! What the Fuck!?!?!
-Certainly illustrates the diversity of the word…
what were u gonna do?! laugh the other three to death?! funny man!
What were you gonna do, LAUGH the last three to death Funny Man!
When I vest my flashing sword, and my hand takes hold in judgment, I will take vengeance upon mine enemies, and I will repay those who haze me. Oh Lord, raise me to Thy right hand and count me among Thy saints.
Where you goin’? NOWHERE!
Where you going? NOWHERE!!
Where you going?…Nowhere
Why don’ yu sit down and have a beer with u? After all it’s St. Patrick’s day and tonight everyone is a little bit Irish.
why don’t you make like a tree and get the FUCK OUT!!
bar owner to russians
why don’t you make like a tree, and get the fuck outta here!
Why dont you make like a tree… and get the ffffffuck outa here
wyatt fuckin earp
Wyatt fuckin Earp!
Wyatt Fuckin’ Earp!!
Wyatt Fucking Earp
Yakavetta- The 90’s are killing me. I shouldn’t have done that. You’re not supposed to tell a guy you’re gonna kill him no more. I got to tiptoe through the fucking tulips with these assholes. Taking all the fun out of the job.
Yakavetta: The 90’s are killing me. I shouldn’t have done that. You’re not supposed to tell a guy you’re gonna kill him no more. I got to tiptoe through the tulips with these assholes. Taking all the fun out of the job.
You and your fucking rope.
You guys should be in every major city.
You have a 6 shooter and theres 9 men, what were you gonna do laugh the last 3 to death.
YOU insignificant(Sp.)……little FUCK!
you insignifiCANT…..little fuucckk….
you killed my….my….
you’re what, i will fuckin shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that goddamn cat’s name
skippy! skippy!
awww shit what color was it bitch
You know what they say, people in glass houses s-s-sink ships!
Doc, I gotta get you a book of proverbs or sumthin, this mix and match shit’s gotta stop.
Well, after all, a penny saved is worth two in the bush, innit?
And don’t cross the street if ya can’t get outta the kitchen.
you look like mushmouth from Fat Albert
You would have better luck with beer. You would
You’d have better luck with a beer.
-That you would.
you’d probably have better luck with beer—ay, you would.
YOU’LL HAVE TO ASK YOUR MOTHER BUT I DON’T MIND IF YOUR LITTLE FRIENDS STAY OVER.
You’re always mixing them up…like don’t cross the street if you can’t get outta the kitchen
Your father and I used him three times in twenty years, only when things got totally fucked. Whenever we needed one of our own bumped off, we called this guy in. He had a thing for clipping wise guys, but only one rule: no women, no kids. Believe me, kid, you don’t want this guy unless you are one hundred percent sure you need him. He’s a fucking monster.
Your not suppose to tell a man your gunna kill him no more, it takes all the fun outa the job
[After finding a suitcase full of cash with the dead mobsters]
Murphy MacManus: The hits just keep on coming. I love our new job.
[After Rocco gets his finger shot off]
Rocco: Feels like it’s still there.
Conner: Yeah, well it’s not.
[After Rocco shoots three men in a coffee shop]
Murphy MacManus: Kind of liberating, isn’t it?
Rocco: You know, it is a bit.
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