Beverly Hills Cop. Eddie Murphy break into a warehouse to track down why a big box of illegal stuff didn’t clear customs. Gets busted by a security guard. Asks him for a match, then proceeds to pretend to be a customs official and bluff his way to the supervisor and goes through all the files, getting all the information he needs.
“Is that your Porsche outside? IS IT?!! How would you like the IRS to crawl up your fucking ass with a microscope? They’ll DO it. I’ve seen them do it. It’s not a pretty sight.”
I’ll go the Eddie Murphy reference one better, and suggest his performance in 48 Hrs. Especially the scene where he rousts the redneck bar with nothing but a badge.
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“Nine Princes of Amber” - Corwin’s battle up the staircase.
“Sweet Silver Blues” - Garrett and his small band enter into a vampires nest. Although going after the Kingpin in his own house took lots of balls as well. Oh, and they took down a Stormwarden too. Man, I love Garrett.
Jack Crow (James Woods) and Father Adam Guiteau (Tim Guinee) showed some wry, irreverrent, nerve with a side of Balls in John Carpenter’s Vampires. I don’t remember the exact dialogue… but the nest scene at the end had some riveting and suspenseful moments.
Father Damien Karras : I think it might be helpful if I gave you some background on the different personalities Regan has manifested. So far, I’d say there seem to be three. She’s convinced… Father Merrin : There is only one.
I really thought, “This old guy knows what he’s doing, that demon is toast!”
Shakespeare’s Henry V. Henry’s men, sick, exhausted, and badly bled by the siege of Haflour, have finally been caught by the much larger, fresher, and better equiped French army. The French herald shows up with another offer: surrender, pay your ransom, and then leave France forever, or die in the field with your soldiers. Harry’s reply:
Let me speak proudly: tell the constable
We are but warriors for the working-day;
Our gayness and our gilt are all besmirch’d
With rainy marching in the painful field;
There’s not a piece of feather in our host–
Good argument, I hope, we will not fly–
And time hath worn us into slovenry:
But, by the mass, our hearts are in the trim;
And my poor soldiers tell me, yet ere night
They’ll be in fresher robes, or they will pluck
The gay new coats o’er the French soldiers’ heads
And turn them out of service. If they do this,–
As, if God please, they shall,–my ransom then
Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy labour;
Come thou no more for ransom, gentle herald:
They shall have none, I swear, but these my joints;
Which if they have as I will leave 'em them,
Shall yield them little, tell the constable.
Or the commander of the 101st Airborne who responded to his German opposition, who were demanding surrender at Bastiogne in 1944: “Nuts.”
Though I totally want a giant poster of that guy in Tianament square with his fist raised in front of the tank. Or one of the Russian beating the hell out of the Soviet tanker in front of the Russian White House.
No shit! But I still don’t know how anyone who venerates their mother can continue to go toe to toe with a demon who says his mother “sucks cocks in hell.” :eek: Needless to say, I’d have more expected to implode than not give up. Big balls indeed.
Sam giving lip to the Chief’s men and quisling hobbits, throughout The Scouring Of The Shire. Not that any of them were a serious threat to the four hobbits just returning to the Shire.
This is most likely a fictional scene, and although it ends quite differently from the Aragorn-Orcs encounter, nonetheless portrays the utmost in nerve.
Philip II of Macedon: “You are advised to submit without further delay, for if I bring my army into your land, I will destroy your farms, slay your people, and raze your city.”
