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A disaffected soldier returns to his hometown to get even with the thugs who brutalized his mentally-challenged brother years ago.
Sonny: Hey man, how you doin'? Rich... [offers handshake] Sonny: [Richard refuses handshake] Sonny: You ok? Richard: Mmh [nods head] Sonny: You know the lads had this ridiculous idea th... Richard: [Richard interrupts him before he can finish off the sentence] Yeah, it was me. Sonny: Oh it was? Thought so. What are you up to? Richard: Moochin' about. Sonny: Moochin' about? In my house? Richard: Mmh Sonny: Do you always paint men? Like women?... What are you doin' lad? Richard: That's my concern. Sonny: Not with being in my house. Where are you staying? Richard: Motson's farm. Gonna come see me are ya? Sonny: Maybe I will. You're not afraid of me are ya? [Richard smiles & shakes head implying he isn't afraid] Tuff: Why doesn't he just chin him? Big Al: He's weighing him up, he's weighing him up, shut up. Sonny: You're making me very nervous, Richard. Richard: Well you should be. If I were you, i'd get in that fuckin' car and i'd get out of here man. I'd gather them goonies and get whatever you've got comin' mate... 'cause i'm gonna fucking hit you all. Sonny: I don't like being threatened, Rich'. Richard: I'm not threatening you mate. It's beyond fucking words. I watched over you when you were asleep and I looked at your fucking neck and I was that far away from slicing it. Richard: [Richard opens up his hand right hand and points towards his palm] You're fucking there mate! [Richard clenches his hand] Richard: So get in that car... and FUCK OFF! Richard: You get to me first! Sonny: I just might.
[first lines] Richard: [narrating] God will forgive them. He'll forgive them and allow them into Heaven. I can't live with that.
Herbie: Can I help you, mate? Richard: [shrugs] Sorry? Herbie: [says aggressively] What the fuck are you looking at? Richard: [shouts] You, ya cunt!
Anthony: They all tried to hold your hand. I didn't Richard: No, you didn't Anthony: Don't need to, do I?
Soz: I told him not to mention the elephant...
Richard: [to Mark] You, you were supposed to be a monster - now I'm the fucking beast. There's blood on my hands, from what you made me do.
Richard: You know why people give kids drugs? So they can control their minds. 'Cause they're fucking weak-minded themselves.
Soz: Can I go home? Richard: Oh, you're going. Your going
Richard: What you cutting it like? Anthony: Dunno. Long hair Richard: What, like Bon Jovi? Anthony: [laughs] No
Richard: What did you do? [Mark begins explaining] Richard: I SAID WHAT DID YOU DO... What did you do? Not them other cunts Mark: I didn't stop it... I didn't stop it Richard: Well you should've stopped it... you might've stopped a lot of carnage Mark: What do you mean? Richard: They're all dead... I executed them all and your the last one
Soz: [reading from a magazine] "I love English cock... " Tuff: Do you? Soz: [jokingly] Shut it. [continues to read magazine] Soz: Fancy a "tit fuck" Tuff: No thanks...
Richard: Take this knife Mark: No Richard: You take this knife before I do something terrible with it
Richard: Was he screaming my name? When they were torturing him... was he screaming my name? Mark: Yes Richard: He's still screaming my name
Richard: I just want to lie with my brother
Richard: Make a noise and I'll push this in your spine
Richard: Dance at my party.
Soz: He wasn't a spastic. Richard: He fucking was a spastic. [makes silly noises, as if mocking a retarded person] Richard: He was a fucking nana.