Briljante tekst uit Boondock Saints II - All Saints Day:
Rocco: Men build things, then we die. It's in our fucking DNA! THAT'S WHAT WE DO!
Murphy: And when it all falls down?
Rocco: We build it right back up again.
Connor: But this time bigger. BETTER!
Rocco: Look! Look what we can do. Look how fuckin' beautiful we are. You think the men that built all this had it easy?
Murphy: Hard men!
Connor: Doing hard shit!
Rocco: and that gives me a hard on... But not in a gay way or anything like that.
Murphy: No, 'course not
Connor: Yeah it goes without sayin'
Rocco: I am so sick of all of this self help, twelve step, leftover hippie generation bullshit!
Connor: Now they don't want you to do anything, right? Just sit there. Don't drink.
Murphy: Don't smoke. Don't drive fast.
Rocco: Fuck it! Do it all I say! Do you think John Wayne spent all of his time talking about his feelings with a fuckin' therapist?
Connor: There's no fucking way he did!
Rocco: John Wayne died with five pounds of undigested red meat in his ass. Now that's a man! Real men hide their feelings. Why?
Connor: Because it's none of your fuckin' business!
Rocco: Men do not cry. Men do not pout. Men jack you in the fuckin' jaw and say...
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