History was made yesterday, as for the first time, the two previous finalists were knocked out before the knockout stage I for one say good riddance. Italy and France are both utter ****e Both managers showed themselves to be cretinous arseholes by refusing to shake hands with the opposition manager Wee ****ing babies
Ive never liked the french , dont have any rational reason for that...Im mean some of my best friends are cheese eating surrender monkeys. Bit like my tendancy towards despising the welsh...cant really explain it , but I know that theres something inherantly wrong with them. Italians , I cant really decide , but neither can they <whosesidewereyouonduringthewarmuir/laudy>
I hope Switzerland go out. I have a hatred for them. Like Belgium, it just seems so pointless and boring
Both Belgium and Switzerland do seem like in-breeding hotspots. They don't like outsiders The only good thing about Belgium was In Bruges
and here starts the "in bruge" lovefest... ****in magic movie. I usualy hate Farrell but he is funny in this, and pretty cool, "that's for john lennon ya yankie ****"
Eirik: I was trying to rob him. And he took my gun from me. And the gun was full of blanks. And he shot a blank into my eye. And now I cannot see from this eye ever again, the doctors say. Harry: Well to be honest it sounds like it's all your fault. Eirik: What? Harry: I mean basically if you're robbing a man and you're only carrying blanks and you allow your gun to be taken off you and you allow yourself to be shot in the eye with a blank which I assume that the person has to get quite close to you then, yeah really it's all your fault for being such a ****, so why don't you stop wingeing and cheer the **** up. Yuri: Eirek - I really wouldn't respond. Eirik: I thought you wanted the guy dead? Harry: I do want the guy dead, I want him ****ing crucified but it don't change the fact that he stitched you up like a blind little gay boy, does it?
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0780536/quotes Ken, I grew up in Dublin. I love Dublin. If I grew up on a farm, and was ******ed, Bruges might impress me but I didn't, so it doesn't. Ken: [Harry shoots Ken in the leg] ****ing ****! Harry: Like I'm not going to do nothing to you just because you're standing about like Robert ****ing Powell. Ken: Like who? Harry: Like Robert ****ing Powell out of Jesus of ****ing Nazareth. Natalie: [Harry gets angry and is destroying the phone, his wife approach him, saying:] Harry. Harry! It's a inanimate ****ing object! Harry: [to wife] You're an inanimate ****in' object Harry's ****in brilliant!
Ken: How did your date go? Ray: My date involved two instances of extreme violence, one instance of her hand on my cock and my finger up her thing, which lasted all too briefly - isn't that always the way? - one instance of me stealing 5 grams of a very high quality cocaine and one instance of me blinding a ****y little skinhead, so, all in all, my evening pretty well balanced out...fine. Ken: You've got five grams of coke? Ray: [shakes head] No, four grams on me and one gram in me, which my going heart is going like the ****ing clappers as if I'm about to have a heart attack, so if I collapse any minute now please remember to tell the doctors it might have something to do with the coke.
Ken: Your girlfriend's very pretty. Jimmy: She's ain't my girlfriend. She's a prostitute I just picked up. Ken: I was not aware that there were any prostitutes in Bruges. Jimmy: You just have to look in the right places... brothels are good. Ken: Well, you've picked up a very pretty prostitute. Jimmy: Thank you
Ken: Harry, let's face it. And I'm not being funny. I mean no disrespect, but you're a ****. You're a **** now, and you've always been a ****. And the only thing that's going to change is that you're going to be an even bigger ****. Maybe have some more **** kids. Harry: [furious] Leave my kids ****ing out of it! What have they done? You ****ing retract that bit about my **** ****ing kids! Ken: I retract that bit about your **** ****ing kids. Harry: Insult my ****ing kids? That's going overboard, mate! Ken: I retracted it, didn't I?
Harry: [to Yuri] An Uzi? I'm not from South Central Los Angeles. I didn't come here to shoot twenty black ten year olds in a drive-by. I want a normal gun for a normal person. im going home to watch im bruges now
Ken: We shall strike a balance between culture and fun. Ray: Somehow I believe, Ken, that the balance shall tip in the favor of culture, like a big fat ****ing ******ed ****ing black girl on a see-saw opposite... a dwarf. i lost my copy i need to go home via asda.
Overweight Man: Been to the top of the tower? Ray: Yeah... yeah, it's rubbish. Overweight Man: It is? The guide book says it's a must see. Ray: Well you lot ain't going up there. Overweight Man: Pardon me? Why? Ray: I mean, it's all winding stairs. I'm not being funny. Overweight Man: What exactly are you trying to say? Ray: What exactly am I trying to say? You's a bunch of ****in' elephants. [overweight man attempts to chase Ray around but quickly grows tired] Ray: Come on, leave it fatty! [the overweight women calm down the overweight man] Overweight Woman #2: [to Ray] You know you're just the rudest man. The rudest man! Ken: [coming back from the tower] What's all that about? [Ray shrugs] Ken: They're not going up there. [to overweight family] Ken: Hey, guys. I wouldn't go up there. It's really narrow. Overweight Woman #2: Screw you, motherfucker! Ken: [to Ray] What was that about? Ray: [shrugs] we havent had an in bruges thread for a while.
