Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels Quote
Tom : [ after having just robbed Dog and his crew ] Jesus, that wasn't too bad, was it?
Soap : When the bottle in my arse has contracted, I'll let you know.
Eddie : Bacon, see what we've got.
Bacon : Let's have a butcher's, eh? [ as he inspects their loot ]
Bacon : We've hit the jackpot, lads! We've got God-knows-how-much of this stinking weed, a shitload of cash... and a traffic warden.
Tom : What? [ Bacon holds up an unconscious man ]
Tom : Jesus, Ed, we've got a traffic warden!
Bacon : I think he's still alive - he's got claret coming out of him somewhere. What did they want with a traffic warden?
Eddie : I don't know, but I don't think we need him! Knock him out and dump him at the lights!
Bacon : Knock him out? What'd ya mean, knock him out? Knock him out with what?
Eddie : I don't know! Use your imagination! [ Bacon punches the Traffic Warden, who moans in pain ]
Tom : Don't touch him up! Knock him out!
Bacon : I'll knock you out in a minute! Look, you want to knock him out? *You* knock him out.
Eddie : I fucking hate traffic wardens. [ after a pause, Tom and Eddie jump into the back of the van with Bacon; all three proceed to batter the Traffic Warden senseless ]
Soap : When the bottle in my arse has contracted, I'll let you know.
Eddie : Bacon, see what we've got.
Bacon : Let's have a butcher's, eh? [ as he inspects their loot ]
Bacon : We've hit the jackpot, lads! We've got God-knows-how-much of this stinking weed, a shitload of cash... and a traffic warden.
Tom : What? [ Bacon holds up an unconscious man ]
Tom : Jesus, Ed, we've got a traffic warden!
Bacon : I think he's still alive - he's got claret coming out of him somewhere. What did they want with a traffic warden?
Eddie : I don't know, but I don't think we need him! Knock him out and dump him at the lights!
Bacon : Knock him out? What'd ya mean, knock him out? Knock him out with what?
Eddie : I don't know! Use your imagination! [ Bacon punches the Traffic Warden, who moans in pain ]
Tom : Don't touch him up! Knock him out!
Bacon : I'll knock you out in a minute! Look, you want to knock him out? *You* knock him out.
Eddie : I fucking hate traffic wardens. [ after a pause, Tom and Eddie jump into the back of the van with Bacon; all three proceed to batter the Traffic Warden senseless ]
Movie: Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
