Jules Winnfield wrote:
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 thee!
Samuel L. Jackson is the shit. Pulp Fiction
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Jules Winnfield wrote:
Maybe it means: you’re the evil man, and I’m the righteous man, and Mr. 9mm here, he’s the Shepard protecting my righteous ass in the Valley of Darkness. Or, it could mean: you’re the righteous man, and I’m the Shepard, and it’s the world that’s evil and selfish. I’d like that, but that sh** ain’t the truth. The truth is: you’re the weak, and I am the tyranny of evil men. But, I’m tryin', Ringo, I’m trying real hard to be the Shepard.
gabmed wrote:
to varie a little:
“Yippie kai yay,mutha fucka!“
God damn you.
“I’ve seen horrors... horrors that you’ve seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It’s impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with Special Forces. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to inoculate the children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn’t see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn’t know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men... trained cadres. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment. Because it’s judgment that defeats us. "
oh yeah????????????
“Luke,im your father!"
“May the force be with you."
“Frankly,my dear,i dont give a damn!"
“Ill be back..."
“Bond.James Bond."
“Are you talking to me?"
“You can’t handle the thruth!"
...ha!enough?
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gabmed wrote:
Unit_DTH wrote:
Death would be far too kind a punishment for your nonsense gabmed... far too nice!
“I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn’t find one of 'em, not one stinkin' dink body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war’s gonna end..."
Kilgore (Apocalypse Now)
Pete: You miserable little snake! You stole from my kin!
Ulysses Everett McGill: Who was fixin' to betray us.
Pete: You didn’t know that at the time.
Ulysses Everett McGill: So I borrowed it until I did know.
Pete: That don’t make no sense!
Ulysses Everett McGill: Pete, it’s a fool that looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart.
(O Brother, Where Art Thou?)
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