"If it bleeds, we can kill it."
"If it bleeds, we can kill it."
Eto, sad ce dobiti kompleks...
Predator (1987) - If it bleeds, we can kill it...
Predator 2 - Pull over, park, and pray
AVP: Alien vs. Predator (2004) - Whoever wins... We lose.
AVPR: Aliens vs Predator - Requiem (2007) - This Christmas there will be no peace on Earth.
Boogeyman (2005) - You thought it was a just a story... but it's real.
Boogeyman 2 (2007) - Fear. In The Flesh.
How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) - Inside a snowflake, like the one on your sleeve, there happened a story you must see to believe.
IT (1990) - The Master of Horror unleashes everything you were ever afraid of.
E.T.: The Extra-Terrestrial (1982) - He is afraid. He is totally alone. He is 3 million light years from home.
Cujo (1983) - Now there's a new name for terror...
100 FEET (2008 ) - Till Death Do Us Part Wasn't Enough
"Monty Python and the Holy Grail"
MAYNARD: Armaments, Chapter Two, Verses Nine to Twenty-One.
BROTHER: "And Saint Atila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying,
'Oh, Lord, bless this thy hand grenade that with it thou mayest blow
thy enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy.' And the Lord did grin, and
people did feast upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and anchovies,
and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats, and large --"
MAYNARD: Skip a bit, Brother.
BROTHER: "And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the
Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three
shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting
shalt be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two,
excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once
the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou
thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who being naughty
in my sight, shall snuff it.'"
MAYNARD: Amen.
ALL: Amen.
ARTHUR: Right! One... two... five!
KNIGHT: Three, sir!
ARTHUR: Three!
Monsters, Inc. (2001) : We Scare Because We Care
The Fly (1986) : Something went wrong in the lab today. Very wrong.
The Fly II (1989) : Like father, like son.
My Cousin Vinny (1992) : Rambo. Terminator. Indiana Jones. Vinny Gambini
Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles (2008 ) : This season a mother will become a warrior, a son will become a hero, and their only ally will be a friend from the future.
Two and a Half Men (2003) : Two adults. One kid. No grown-ups.
Everybody Loves Raymond (1996) : America's first family of comedy begins their last season!
Saw IV
Jigsaw: You think it is over, but the games have just begun.
Jigsaw: You feel you now have control, don't you? You think you will walk away untested. I promise that my work will continue. That I have ensured. By hearing this tape, some will assume that this is over, but I am still among you. You think it's over just because I am dead. It's not over. The games have just begun.
Volim je od štala do neba, od blata do pšenice, toplu od ciganskih gudala i blagdanskih očenaša, vršidbenu i zadušničku, smeđu kao devojačke pletenice, tu zemlju čardaša, čaša i bezemljaša ...tu Vojvodinu bogomojačku, i bezbožničku, i ivnsku, belju od jaganjaca, crnju od paljevina, tu Vojvodinu svetonikoljsku, velikogospojinsku...
"He walks among us... but he is not one of us." - ostala mi rečenica ali sam zaboravio odakle je
Jack:...that's what they say, but it's not what they mean.
Lost.
Do I feel lucky ? Well,do ya ?
Simpsonovi, Homerov susret sa svemircima:
Homer: Molim vas, nemojte me pojest, imam zenu i djecu. Pojedite njih!
Život nije, i nikada nije bio, pobeda sa 2:0 kod kuce protiv lidera lige, posle rucka u restoranu brze hrane.
"You know who is confused? Bimbos. Theyre easily confused. Its one of the thousand little things I love about them. I love their vacant, trusting stares; their sluggish, unencumbered minds; their unresolved daddy issues. I love them Lily, and they love me. Bimbos have always been there for me, through thick and thin - mostly thin... I choose bimbos. Bimbos make me happy. Bimbos make me feel alive. Bimbos make me want to pretend to be a better man. At the end of the day, my heart belongs to bimbos."
- Barney's ode to Bimbos, after a setback with Robin, "How I Met Your Mother"
За землю родную не на жизнь а на смерть
Воевал с врагами Володимир князь
Многая лета
Многая лета
Многая лета
Русской земле
Ako hoćete nešto da uradite - idite do kraja. U suprotnom, ni ne počinjite. To bi moglo da znači da ćete izgubiti devojku, ženu, rodjake, poslove, i moguće je - glavu! Moglo bi da znači da nećete jesti dva ili tri, četiri dana... Moglo bi da znači da ćete se smrzavati na klupi u parku. Možda vam donese i zatvor, porugu i ismejavanje, ili izolaciju... Izolacija je dar, sve ostalo je proba vaše izdržljivosti... vaše želje da to - stvarno radite! A vi ćete uspeti. Uprkos odbijanju i slabim šansama, i biće bolje od bilo čega što možete da zamislite. Ako ćete da pokušavate - zato idite do kraja! Nema sličnog osećanja, bićete sami sa bogovima, a noći će bukteti u plamenu. Jahaćete život sve do savršenog smeha. I to je jedina borba vredna truda!
Ako vam deluje da je sve u redu, nešto vam je promaklo.
"Let me tell you something, pendejo. You pull any your crazy shit with us, you flash a piece out on the lanes, I'll take it away from you and stick it up your ass and pull the fucking trigger til it goes click!"
Jesus
The Big Lebowski
Eto, sad ce dobiti kompleks...
Joe Gideon: Don't bullshit a bullshitter
Sav taj Dzez
Do I feel lucky ? Well,do ya ?
Подсетио ме Пера Ложач са причом о изборном систему, Црна Гуја, епизода о изборима, прво један животни:
Принц Џорџ: Yes, yes, you're right. Still; for me, socks are like sex: tons of it
about, and I never seem to get any.
А политички су бриљантни, читам да ову епизоду у Енглеској пуштају често око избора:
At Mrs. Miggins' home
E: Well, Mrs. Miggins, at last we can return to sanity. The hustings are
over, the bunting is down, the mad hysteria is at an end. After the
chaos of a general election, we can return to normal.
M: Oh, has there been a general election, then, Mr. Blackadder?
E: Indeed there has, Mrs. Miggins.
M: Oh, well, I never heard about it.
E: Well of course you didn't; you're not eligible to vote.
M: Well, why not?
E: Because virtually no-one is: women, peasants, (looks at Baldrick)
chimpanzees (Baldrick looks behind himself, trying to see the animal),
lunatics, Lords...
B: That's not true -- Lord Nelson's got a vote!
E: He's got a *boat*, Baldrick. Marvelous thing, democracy. Look at
Manchester: population, 60,000; electoral roll, 3.
M: Well, I may have the brain the size of a sultana(sp?)...
E: Correct...
M: ...but it hardly seems fair to me.
E: Of course it's not fair -- and a damn good thing too. Give the like of
Baldrick the vote and we'll be back to cavorting druids, death by
stoning, and dung for dinner.
B: Oh, I'm having dung for dinner tonight.
M: So, who are they electing when they have these elections?
E: Ah, the same old (?): fat tory landowners who get made MPs when
they reach a certain weight; raving revolutionaries who think that just
because they do a day's work that somehow gives them the right to get
paid... Basically, it's a right old mess. Toffs at the top, plebs at the
bottom, and me in the middle making a fat pile of cash out of both of them.
---
Италик о монархији
E: Well, yes, sir. There is one man who might be the ace up our sleeve. A
rather crusty, loudmouthed ace named Sir Talbot Buxomly.
G: Never heard of him.
E: That's hardly surprising, sir. Sir Talbot has the worst attendence record
of any member of Parliament. On the one occasion he did enter the House of
Commons, he passed water in the Great Hall, and then passed *out* in the
Speaker's Chair. But if we can get him to support us, then we are safe.
G: Well, what's he like?
E: Well, according to `Who's Who', his interests include flogging servants,
shooting poor people, and the extension of slavery to anyone who hasn't
got a knighthood.
G: Excellent! Sensible policies for a happier Britain!
E: However, if we are to get him to support us, he will need some sort of
incentive.
G: Hmm. Anything in mind?
E: Well, you could appoint him a High Court judge...
G: Is he qualified?
E: He's a violent, bigoted, mindless old fool.
G: Sounds a bit *over*qualified... Well, send him here at once!
E: Certainly, sir. I will return before you can say `antidisestablishment-
arianism'.
G: Well, I wouldn't be too sure about that! `Antidistibblincemin...'
`Antimistilinstid...' `Antistits...'
(Caption: Two Days Later)
G: Anti-distinctly-minty-(???)...
E: (returns with Buxomly, who staggers)
Your Highness: Sir Talbot Buxomly, MP.
G: Ah, Buxomly! Roaringly splendid to have you here. How are you, sir?
T: Heartily well, Your Highness. I dined hugely off of servants before
I come into town.
G: Um, you eat your servants?
T: No, sir -- I eat *off* them. Why should I spend good money on tables when
I have men standing idle?
G: Why, indeed! Now; I dare say you've heard of Mr. Pitt's intentions...
T: Young scallywag!
G: Ah, so you don't approve of his plans to abolish me, then.
T: I do not, sir. Damn his eyes! Damn his britches! Damn his duck pond!
G: Well, hurrah for that!
T: I care not a jot that you are the son of a certified sauerkraut-sucking
loon!
G: Ah, thank you, sir.
T: It minds not me that you dress like a mad parrot and talk like a plate of
beans negotiating their way out of a cow's digestive system. It is no
skin off my rosy nose that there are bits of lemon peel floating down the
Thames that would make better Regents than you.
G: Well, bravo!
T: The fact is, you *are* Regent...
G: Yes, I am...
T: ...appointed by God, and I shall stick by you forever, though infirmity
lay me waste and ill health curse my every waking moment. (falls into the
chair)
G: Ah, good on you, sir. And don't talk to me about infirmity. Why, sir, you
are the hardy stock that is the core of Britain's greatness. You have the
physique of a demigod. Purple of cheek, and plump of fatlock, the shapely
ankle and the well-filled trouser that tells of a human body in perfect
working order.
E: (who has found T's stillness rather odd and is checking for a pulse)
He's dead, sir.
G: Dead?
E: Yes, Your Highness.
---
E: Well, we in the Adder Party are going to fight this campaign on issues,
not personalities.
H: Why is that?
E: Because our candidate doesn't have a personality.
---
E: As the Acting Returning Officer of Dunny-on-the-Wold...
H: (cuts in) Er, the Acting Returning Officer, Mr. E. Blackadder, of course.
And we're all very grateful, indeed, that he stepped in at the last minute,
when the previous Returning Officer accidently brutally stabbed himself
in the stomach while shaving.
---
P (the Even Younger): (stomps on) Yes! I'm horrified! I smeared my opponent,
bribed the press to be on my side, and threatened to torture the electorate
if we lost. I fail to see what more a decent politician could have done.
(stomps off)
---
H: And now, finally, a word with the man who is at the centre of this bye-
election mystery: the voter himself. And his name is Mr. E. Bla--
Mr. Blackadder, *you* are the only voter in this rotten borough...?
E: Yes, that's right.
H: How long have you lived in this constituency?
E: Since Wednesday morning. I took over the previous electorate when he, very
sadly, accidently brutally cut his head off while combing his hair.
H: One voter, 16,472 votes -- a slight anomaly...?
E: Not really, Mr. Hanna. You see, Baldrick may look like a monkey who's
been put in a suit and then strategically shaved, but he is a brillant
politician. The number of votes I cast is simply a reflection of how
firmly I believe in his policies.
H: Well, that's excellent. Er, well, that's all for me -- another great day
for democracy in our country. Vincent Hanna; Country Gentleman's Pig
Fertilizer Gazette; Dunny-on-the-Wold.
Цела епизода је генијална и јако поучна...
The Black Adder Part Three Episode One
За землю родную не на жизнь а на смерть
Воевал с врагами Володимир князь
Многая лета
Многая лета
Многая лета
Русской земле