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NEW 20.12.01 22:33
в ответ LU-KENGURU 20.12.01 15:56
"Ну вы даееете..." - все по русским и русским..
Вот - русскоязычное.
Шварцнеггер в "Красной Жаре" (по-русски и от того бесподобно):
(наблюдая порно по телику, с осуждением)
- Капитализм!....
(без единого слова отправив в нок-аут какого-то вымогателя 10 долларов)
- Хулиган....
Или его же но по-англицки:
- I come back.. - по моему это вообще самая знаменитая фраза в мировом кино.
Или М.Брандо в Кресном Отце: "Я сделаю ему предложение..." - новые русские повадки-то у Дона Корлеоне переняли, правда обхамив донаиневозможности - эти пальцы растопыренные... бррр... мерзость...
И кстати, что такое Брат2 и Брат1 и почему должны помидорами??..
Вот - русскоязычное.
Шварцнеггер в "Красной Жаре" (по-русски и от того бесподобно):
(наблюдая порно по телику, с осуждением)
- Капитализм!....
(без единого слова отправив в нок-аут какого-то вымогателя 10 долларов)
- Хулиган....
Или его же но по-англицки:
- I come back.. - по моему это вообще самая знаменитая фраза в мировом кино.
Или М.Брандо в Кресном Отце: "Я сделаю ему предложение..." - новые русские повадки-то у Дона Корлеоне переняли, правда обхамив донаиневозможности - эти пальцы растопыренные... бррр... мерзость...
И кстати, что такое Брат2 и Брат1 и почему должны помидорами??..
NEW 21.12.01 02:33
в ответ AlfaViktor 18.12.01 20:35
...а помоему культового статуса не достаточно одной одельно взятой фразы...
...живая ситуация передаётся только в диалоге и тут непревзойдёный мастер ИМХО - Тарантино!
Помнится как я торчал от диалогов в "Reservoir Dogs"... особено когда обсуждалась Мадонна и её "Like a Virgin"... COOOL!!!
...потом появился и MEGA-Cult - PULP FICTION !!! ...более культового фильма я не знаю...
Какой сценарий, какие характеры, какая игра, какая динамика сюжетов..... но превыше всего - диалоги!!!
VINCENT
You'll dig it the most. But you
know what the funniest thing about
Europe is?
JULES
What?
VINCENT
It's the little differences. A
lotta the same sh1t we got here,
they got there, but there they're a
little different.
JULES
Examples?
VINCENT
Well, in Amsterdam, you can buy
beer in a movie theatre. And I
don't mean in a paper cup either.
They give you a glass of beer, like
in a bar. In Paris, you can buy
beer at MacDonald's. Also, you
know what they call a Quarter
Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
JULES
They don't call it a Quarter
Pounder with Cheese?
VINCENT
No, they got the metric system
there, they wouldn't know what the
f*ck a Quarter Pounder is.
JULES
What'd they call it?
VINCENT
Royale with Cheese.
JULES
(repeating)
Royale with Cheese. What'd they
call a Big Mac?
VINCENT
Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call
it Le Big Mac.
JULES
What do they call a Whopper?
VINCENT
I dunno, I didn't go into a Burger
King. But you know what they put
on french fries in Holland instead
of ketchup?
JULES
What?
VINCENT
Mayonnaise.
JULES
Goddamn!
VINCENT
I seen 'em do it. And I don't mean
a little bit on the side of the
plate, they fuckin' drown 'em in
it.
JULES
Uuccch!
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
...живая ситуация передаётся только в диалоге и тут непревзойдёный мастер ИМХО - Тарантино!
Помнится как я торчал от диалогов в "Reservoir Dogs"... особено когда обсуждалась Мадонна и её "Like a Virgin"... COOOL!!!
...потом появился и MEGA-Cult - PULP FICTION !!! ...более культового фильма я не знаю...
Какой сценарий, какие характеры, какая игра, какая динамика сюжетов..... но превыше всего - диалоги!!!
VINCENT
You'll dig it the most. But you
know what the funniest thing about
Europe is?
JULES
What?
VINCENT
It's the little differences. A
lotta the same sh1t we got here,
they got there, but there they're a
little different.
JULES
Examples?
VINCENT
Well, in Amsterdam, you can buy
beer in a movie theatre. And I
don't mean in a paper cup either.
They give you a glass of beer, like
in a bar. In Paris, you can buy
beer at MacDonald's. Also, you
know what they call a Quarter
Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
JULES
They don't call it a Quarter
Pounder with Cheese?
VINCENT
No, they got the metric system
there, they wouldn't know what the
f*ck a Quarter Pounder is.
JULES
What'd they call it?
VINCENT
Royale with Cheese.
JULES
(repeating)
Royale with Cheese. What'd they
call a Big Mac?
VINCENT
Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call
it Le Big Mac.
JULES
What do they call a Whopper?
VINCENT
I dunno, I didn't go into a Burger
King. But you know what they put
on french fries in Holland instead
of ketchup?
JULES
What?
VINCENT
Mayonnaise.
JULES
Goddamn!
VINCENT
I seen 'em do it. And I don't mean
a little bit on the side of the
plate, they fuckin' drown 'em in
it.
JULES
Uuccch!
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
NEW 21.12.01 02:47
в ответ Dr.Martin 21.12.01 02:33
JULES
It was a foot massage, a foot
massage is nothing, I give my
mother a foot massage.
VINCENT
It's laying hands on Marsellus
Wallace's new wife in a familiar
way. Is it as bad as eatin' her
out -- no, but you're in the same
fuckin' ballpark.
Jules stops Vincent.
JULES
Whoa...whoa...whoa...stop right
there. Eatin' a bitch out, and
givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't
even the same fuckin' thing.
VINCENT
Not the same thing, the same
ballpark.
JULES
It ain't no ballpark either. Look
maybe your method of massage
differs from mine, but touchin' his
lady's feet, and stickin' your
tongue in her holyiest of holyies,
ain't the same ballpark, ain't the
same league, ain't even the same
fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't
mean sh1t.
VINCENT
Have you ever given a foot massage?
JULES
Don't be tellin' me about foot
massages -- I'm the fuckin' foot
master.
VINCENT
Given a lot of 'em?
JULES
Sh1t yeah. I got my technique down
man, I don't tickle or nothin'.
VINCENT
Have you ever given a guy a foot
massage?
Jules looks at him a long moment -- he's been set up.
JULES
F*ck you.
He starts walking down the hall. Vincent, smiling, walks a
little bit behind.
VINCENT
How many?
JULES
F*ck you.
VINCENT
Would you give me a foot massage --
I'm kinda tired.
JULES
Man, you best back off, I'm gittin'
pissed -- this is the door.
The two men stand in front of the door numbered "49." They
whisper.
JULES
What time is it?
VINCENT
(checking his watch)
Seven-twenty-two in the morning.
JULES
It ain't quite time, let's hang
back.
They move a little away from the door, facing each other,
still whispering.
JULES
Look, just because I wouldn't give
no man a foot massage, don't make
it right for Marsellus to throw
Antwan off a building into a glass-
motherfuckin-house, fuckin' up the
way the nigger talks. That ain't
right, man. Motherfucker do that
to me, he better paralyze my ass,
'cause I'd kill'a motherfucker.
VINCENT
I'm not sayin' he was right, but
you're sayin' a foot massage don't
mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it
does. I've given a million ladies
a million foot massages and they
all meant somethin'. We act like
they don't, but they do. That's
what's so fuckin' cool about 'em.
This sensual thing's goin' on that
nobody's talkin about, but you know
it and she knows it, fuckin'
Marsellus knew it, and Antwan
shoulda known fuckin' better.
That's his fuckin' wife, man. He
ain't gonna have a sense of humor
about that sh1t
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
It was a foot massage, a foot
massage is nothing, I give my
mother a foot massage.
VINCENT
It's laying hands on Marsellus
Wallace's new wife in a familiar
way. Is it as bad as eatin' her
out -- no, but you're in the same
fuckin' ballpark.
Jules stops Vincent.
JULES
Whoa...whoa...whoa...stop right
there. Eatin' a bitch out, and
givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't
even the same fuckin' thing.
VINCENT
Not the same thing, the same
ballpark.
JULES
It ain't no ballpark either. Look
maybe your method of massage
differs from mine, but touchin' his
lady's feet, and stickin' your
tongue in her holyiest of holyies,
ain't the same ballpark, ain't the
same league, ain't even the same
fuckin' sport. Foot massages don't
mean sh1t.
VINCENT
Have you ever given a foot massage?
JULES
Don't be tellin' me about foot
massages -- I'm the fuckin' foot
master.
VINCENT
Given a lot of 'em?
JULES
Sh1t yeah. I got my technique down
man, I don't tickle or nothin'.
VINCENT
Have you ever given a guy a foot
massage?
Jules looks at him a long moment -- he's been set up.
JULES
F*ck you.
He starts walking down the hall. Vincent, smiling, walks a
little bit behind.
VINCENT
How many?
JULES
F*ck you.
VINCENT
Would you give me a foot massage --
I'm kinda tired.
JULES
Man, you best back off, I'm gittin'
pissed -- this is the door.
The two men stand in front of the door numbered "49." They
whisper.
JULES
What time is it?
VINCENT
(checking his watch)
Seven-twenty-two in the morning.
JULES
It ain't quite time, let's hang
back.
They move a little away from the door, facing each other,
still whispering.
JULES
Look, just because I wouldn't give
no man a foot massage, don't make
it right for Marsellus to throw
Antwan off a building into a glass-
motherfuckin-house, fuckin' up the
way the nigger talks. That ain't
right, man. Motherfucker do that
to me, he better paralyze my ass,
'cause I'd kill'a motherfucker.
VINCENT
I'm not sayin' he was right, but
you're sayin' a foot massage don't
mean nothing, and I'm sayin' it
does. I've given a million ladies
a million foot massages and they
all meant somethin'. We act like
they don't, but they do. That's
what's so fuckin' cool about 'em.
This sensual thing's goin' on that
nobody's talkin about, but you know
it and she knows it, fuckin'
Marsellus knew it, and Antwan
shoulda known fuckin' better.
That's his fuckin' wife, man. He
ain't gonna have a sense of humor
about that sh1t
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
NEW 21.12.01 03:16
в ответ Dr.Martin 21.12.01 02:47
Jules SNAPS, SAVAGELY TIPPING the card table over, removing
the only barrier between himself and Brett. Brett now sits in
a lone chair before Jules like a political prisoner in front
of an interrogator.
JULES
What country you from!
BRETT
(petrified)
What?
JULES
"What" ain't no country I know! Do
they speak English in "What?"
BRETT
(near heart attack)
What?
JULES
English-motherfucker-can-you-speak-
it?
BRETT
Yes.
JULES
Then you understand what I'm
sayin'?
BRETT
Yes.
JULES
Now describe what Marsellus Wallace
looks like!
BRETT
(out of fear)
What?
Jules takes his .45 and PRESSES the barrel HARD in Brett's
cheek.
JULES
Say "What" again! C'mon, say
"What" again! I dare ya, I double
dare ya motherfucker, say "What"
one more goddamn time!
Brett is regressing on the spot.
JULES
Now describe to me what Marsellus
Wallace looks like!
Brett does his best.
BRETT
Well he's ...he's...black --
JULES
-- go on!
BRETT
...and he's...he's...tall --
JULES
-- does he look like a bitch?!
BRETT
(without thinking)
What?
Jules' eyes go to Vincent, Vincent smirks, Jules rolls his
eyes and SHOOT Brett in the shoulder.
Brett SCREAMS, breaking into a SHAKING/TREMBLING SPASM in the
chair.
JULES
Does-he-look-like-a-bitch?!
BRETT
(in agony)
No.
JULES
Then why did you try to f*ck'im
like a bitch?!
BRETT
(in spasm)
I didn't.
Now in a lower voice.
JULES
Yes ya did Brett. Ya tried ta f*ck
'im. You ever read the Bible,
Brett?
BRETT
(in spasm)
Yes.
JULES
There's a passage I got memorized,
seems appropriate for this
situation: Ezekiel 25:17. "The path
of the righteous man is beset on
all sides by the inequities of the
selfish and the tyranny of evil
men. Blessed is he who, in the
name of charity and good will,
shepherds the weak through the
valley of darkness, for he is truly
his brother's keeper and the finder
of lost children. And I will
strike down upon thee with great
vengeance and furious anger those
who attempt to poison and destroy
my brothers. And you will know my
name is the Lord when I lay my
vengeance upon you."
The two men EMPTY their guns at the same time on the sitting
Brett.
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
the only barrier between himself and Brett. Brett now sits in
a lone chair before Jules like a political prisoner in front
of an interrogator.
JULES
What country you from!
BRETT
(petrified)
What?
JULES
"What" ain't no country I know! Do
they speak English in "What?"
BRETT
(near heart attack)
What?
JULES
English-motherfucker-can-you-speak-
it?
BRETT
Yes.
JULES
Then you understand what I'm
sayin'?
BRETT
Yes.
JULES
Now describe what Marsellus Wallace
looks like!
BRETT
(out of fear)
What?
Jules takes his .45 and PRESSES the barrel HARD in Brett's
cheek.
JULES
Say "What" again! C'mon, say
"What" again! I dare ya, I double
dare ya motherfucker, say "What"
one more goddamn time!
Brett is regressing on the spot.
JULES
Now describe to me what Marsellus
Wallace looks like!
Brett does his best.
BRETT
Well he's ...he's...black --
JULES
-- go on!
BRETT
...and he's...he's...tall --
JULES
-- does he look like a bitch?!
BRETT
(without thinking)
What?
Jules' eyes go to Vincent, Vincent smirks, Jules rolls his
eyes and SHOOT Brett in the shoulder.
Brett SCREAMS, breaking into a SHAKING/TREMBLING SPASM in the
chair.
JULES
Does-he-look-like-a-bitch?!
BRETT
(in agony)
No.
JULES
Then why did you try to f*ck'im
like a bitch?!
BRETT
(in spasm)
I didn't.
Now in a lower voice.
JULES
Yes ya did Brett. Ya tried ta f*ck
'im. You ever read the Bible,
Brett?
BRETT
(in spasm)
Yes.
JULES
There's a passage I got memorized,
seems appropriate for this
situation: Ezekiel 25:17. "The path
of the righteous man is beset on
all sides by the inequities of the
selfish and the tyranny of evil
men. Blessed is he who, in the
name of charity and good will,
shepherds the weak through the
valley of darkness, for he is truly
his brother's keeper and the finder
of lost children. And I will
strike down upon thee with great
vengeance and furious anger those
who attempt to poison and destroy
my brothers. And you will know my
name is the Lord when I lay my
vengeance upon you."
The two men EMPTY their guns at the same time on the sitting
Brett.
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
NEW 21.12.01 03:25
в ответ Dr.Martin 21.12.01 03:16
Прошу прощения за длинные цитаты... я попытался только самое культовое вырезать...
А теперь самое крутое:
FABIAN
Butch, whose motorcycle is this?
BUTCH
It's a chopper.
FABIAN
Whose chopper is this?
BUTCH
Zed's.
FABIAN
Who's Zed?
BUTCH
Zed is dead, baby, Zed is dead.
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
А теперь самое крутое:
FABIAN
Butch, whose motorcycle is this?
BUTCH
It's a chopper.
FABIAN
Whose chopper is this?
BUTCH
Zed's.
FABIAN
Who's Zed?
BUTCH
Zed is dead, baby, Zed is dead.
The One and Only!
The One and Only!
NEW 22.12.01 01:08
в ответ alien2 20.12.01 10:48
а в ч╦м сила брат..???
а вот в ч╦м... в деньгах вся сила брат. деньги правят миром и тот сильнее у кого их больше...
а я думал сила в ньютонах...
Немец
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а вот в ч╦м... в деньгах вся сила брат. деньги правят миром и тот сильнее у кого их больше...
а я думал сила в ньютонах...
Немец
--------------------------------
http://www.xaex.de
NEW 22.12.01 01:13
в ответ AlfaViktor 18.12.01 20:35
кстати... использую эту фразу часто в подобной ситуации... но только если я контролирую... 
любимые фразы из фильма:
"... да ладно я сам полицейский...."
"... я узнал что у меня есть огромная семья
и травинка, и лесок, в поле каждый колосок,
речка, небо голубое - это вс╦ мо╦, родное,
это родина моя, всех люблю на свете я ..."
Немец
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http://www.xaex.de
любимые фразы из фильма:
"... да ладно я сам полицейский...."
"... я узнал что у меня есть огромная семья
и травинка, и лесок, в поле каждый колосок,
речка, небо голубое - это вс╦ мо╦, родное,
это родина моя, всех люблю на свете я ..."
Немец
--------------------------------
http://www.xaex.de
