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since there are no Brawlers on tonight, and my GF is at the gym
I'm gonna sit through a movie, and the winner is ... Alvin & the Chipmunks. Alvin is one of my childhood heroes, and where i got some of my chilhood scheming from. I guess i got to see how they did this in cinema form. I'll post back what i think.
Plus, my parents rented it and dropped it off by my house to take back for them. might as well get a freebee while i have the chance.
NOT THAT CARTOON/Movie... i hated it back in 95 and i hate it now lol.
anyway i was watchin Resrvoir dogs and lets just say Great Storyline and Great movie overall. very intense i mean 4 guys that know each other and 4 that dont rob a bank
heres a scene from the ending of it
Nice Guy Eddie: Let me say this out loud, 'cause I wanna get it straight in my head. You're saying that Mr. Blonde was gonna kill you, then when we got back, he was going kill us, take the satchel of diamonds, and scram. I'm right about that, right? That's correct? That's your story?
Mr. Orange: I swear on my mother's eternal soul that's what happened.
Nice Guy Eddie: The man you just killed was just released from prison. He got caught at a company warehouse full of hot items. He could've f**kin' walked. All he had to do was say my dad's name, but he didn't; he kept his f**king mouth shut. And did his f**kin' time, and he did it like a man. He did four years for us. So, Mr. Orange, you're tellin' me this very good friend of mine, who did four years for my father, who in four years never made a deal, no matter what they dangled in front of him, you're telling me that now, that now this man is free, and we're making good on our commitment to him, he's just gonna decide, out of the f**king blue, to rip us off? Why don't you tell me what really happened?
Joe: [walks in] What the hell for? It'd just be more bullshit.
Joe Cabot: This man set us up.
Nice Guy Eddie: Daddy I really don't know what's going on here.
Joe Cabot: That's all right Eddie, I'll fill in the blanks for you.
Mr. White: What are you talking about.
Joe Cabot: That little prick here is working for the LAPD.
Mr. Orange: Joe, I don't have the single, slightest f**king idea what you're talking about.
Mr. White: Joe I don't know what you think you know, but you're wrong. I know this man, he wouldn't do that.
Joe Cabot: You don't know shit. This piece of shit set us up and got Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue killed.
Mr. Pink: Mr. Blue is dead?
Joe Cabot: Dead as Dillinger.
Mr. White: How do you know all of this?
Joe Cabot: He was the only one I wasn't a hundred percent on. I should have my f**king head examined going in when I wasn't a hundred percent.
Mr. White: That's your proof?!
Joe Cabot: [Draws a gun and aims at Orange] You don't need proof when you got instinct. I ignored it before but no more.
[Mr. White draws a gun and aims at Joe. And Eddie draws a gun and aims at White.]
Nice Guy Eddie: Have you lost your f**king mind?
Mr. White: Joe you are making a mistake, I won't let you do it.
Mr. Pink: Come on guys. We're supposed to be acting like f**king professionals.
Mr. White: Joe you shoot that man, you die next. Repeat: You shoot that man, you die next.
Nice Guy Eddie: Larry, it's been a long time, a lot of jobs. We've been through a lot of shit. You respect me and I respect you, but I will put bullets in your heart if you don't put that f**king gun down now. Let's all just put our guns down and settle this with a f**king conversation.
Mr. White: d**n you, Joe. Don't make me do this.
Nice Guy Eddie: LARRY YOU STOP POINTING THAT f**kING GUN AT MY DAD!
[White, Eddie, Joe and Orange are all shot simultaniously.]