I told everybody. I told them. You don’t have to worry. You don’t have to try to kill me, man. I told them, and THEY DON’T CARE!
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And even if we win… if we win, HA! Even if we win! Even if we play so far above our heads that our noses bleed for a week to ten days; even if God in Heaven above comes down and points his hand at our side of the field; even if every man woman and child held hands together and prayed for us to win, it just wouldn’t matter because all the really good looking girls would still go out with the guys from Mohawk because they’ve got all the money! It just doesn’t matter if we win or we lose. IT JUST DOESN’T MATTER!
Any man failing to report to duty will be promptly hanged. Amen.
I mean to kill you in one minute, Ned. Or see you hanged in Fort Smith at Judge Parker’s convenience. Which’ll it be?
You’re a disgrace. I’d like to know how you got to be a Captain, anyway.
If this is the Captain, I’m gonna have a few words with him. My hot water’s been cold for three days. And I haven’t got room enough in here to swing a cat. In fact, I haven’t even got a cat.
Do you have a license for that minkey?
At least me and Regina George KNOW we’re mean! YOU try to act so innocent like, “Oh, I used to live in Africa with all the little birdies, and the little monkeys!”
Take your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape!
Oh. Where you going?.. Oh, you men are all alike. Seven or eight quick ones and then you’re out with the boys to boast and brag. YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT. Oh… I think I love him.
Hey, Goose, you big stud! Take me to bed or lose me forever.
Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Where’s my father’s watch?
Whats the matter, you lost your Rolex? Fuck you, Frat Boy!
What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where’s the spirit? Where’s the guts, huh? This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you’re gonna let it be the worst. “Ooh, we’re afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble.” Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I’m not gonna take this. Wormer, he’s a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer…
They’re not gonna catch us. We’re on a mission from God.
Yeah, I remember the first time I got shot out of a cannon.
Hey, that’s a pretty nice car, man. Better get it back to the circus before they find out it’s gone.
Yeah, well, I had no choice. Some white asshole bought the last piece-of-shit sky blue Cadillac.
Hey, we’re in a convertible.