- You are real, right?
- I'm as real as a donut, motherfucker.
- My buddy and his dog killed two of them and, no shit, I torched the last one.
- Yeah, I burnt her ass to a crisp.
In the quiet words of the Virgin Mary... come again?
Anybody accidentally kills anybody in a fight, they go to jail. It's called manslaughter. I think all that lethal weapon horseshit is just an excuse so you dancers never have to get in a real fight.
What the hell are you looking at, you little ginger-haired fucker?
You should never underestimate the predictability of stupidity.
Do you know what "nemesis" means? A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent. Personified in this case by an 'orrible cunt... me.
- So, what you doin here?
- I'm taking the dog for a walk. What's the problem?
- What's in the car?
- Seats and a steering wheel.