Seven Psychopaths Quotes
Paulo: Put your hands up!
Hans: No.
Paulo: What?
Hans: I said no.
Paulo: Why not?
Hans: Because I don't want to.
Paulo: But I've got a gun...
Hans: I don't care.
Paulo: It doesn't make any sense!
Hans: Too bad!
Hans: No.
Paulo: What?
Hans: I said no.
Paulo: Why not?
Hans: Because I don't want to.
Paulo: But I've got a gun...
Hans: I don't care.
Paulo: It doesn't make any sense!
Hans: Too bad!
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[from trailer]Hans: An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind.
Billy: No, it doesn't. There'll be one guy left with one eye. How's the last blind guy gonna take out the eye of the last guy left?
Billy: No, it doesn't. There'll be one guy left with one eye. How's the last blind guy gonna take out the eye of the last guy left?
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Zachariah: I'm going to be over to kill you Tuesday.
Marty: [Nods]. That's good, I'm not doing anything Tuesday.
Marty: [Nods]. That's good, I'm not doing anything Tuesday.
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[Marty Tells Vietnamese psychopath story]Billy: That's a great fuckin' psychopath Marty!
Marty: [sighs]Yeah... But it's not what I wanna really be writin' about anymore.
Billy: [pauses to think]Hey new idea how 'bout we change the title from The Seven Psychopaths to The Seven Lesbians Who Are All Disabled And Have Overcome All Their Spazzy Shit And Are Really Nice to Everybody And Two of Them Are Black. How 'bout that?
Marty: [sighs]Yeah... But it's not what I wanna really be writin' about anymore.
Billy: [pauses to think]Hey new idea how 'bout we change the title from The Seven Psychopaths to The Seven Lesbians Who Are All Disabled And Have Overcome All Their Spazzy Shit And Are Really Nice to Everybody And Two of Them Are Black. How 'bout that?
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Hans: Marty, I've been reading your movie. Your women characters are awful. None of them have anything to say for themselves. And most of them get either shot or stabbed to death within five minutes. And the ones that don't probably will later on.
Marty: Well, it's a hard world for women. I guess that's what I'm trying to say.
Hans: Yeah, it's a hard world for women, but most of the ones I know can string a sentence together.
Marty: Well, it's a hard world for women. I guess that's what I'm trying to say.
Hans: Yeah, it's a hard world for women, but most of the ones I know can string a sentence together.
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Charlie: Should've brought that gun along, buddy.
Marty: I don't believe in them.
Charlie: In guns? You don't believe in guns? They ain't fucking leprechauns, you dumb Mick.
Marty: I don't believe in them.
Charlie: In guns? You don't believe in guns? They ain't fucking leprechauns, you dumb Mick.
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Hans: An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind, I believe that wholeheartedly.
Billy: No it doesn't. There'll be one guy left with one eye. Hows the last blind guy gonna take out the eye of the last guy left, who's still got one eye! All that guy has to do is run away and hide behind a bush. Gandhi was wrong, it's just that nobody's got the balls to come right out and say it.
Billy: No it doesn't. There'll be one guy left with one eye. Hows the last blind guy gonna take out the eye of the last guy left, who's still got one eye! All that guy has to do is run away and hide behind a bush. Gandhi was wrong, it's just that nobody's got the balls to come right out and say it.
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Marty: I don't have a drinking problem. I just like drinking.
Billy: Of course you do, Marty. One: You're a writer. Two: You're from Ireland. It's part of your heritage. You're fucked!
Billy: Of course you do, Marty. One: You're a writer. Two: You're from Ireland. It's part of your heritage. You're fucked!
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Hans: My wife is sitting on a chair someplace. Some gray place. I thought she'd be in Heaven, but she's sitting on a chair with a bullet in her head. I thought they'd have cleaned that kind of stuff up.
Marty: Maybe you've just eaten too many hallucinogenic cactuses tonight, Hans.
Hans: Nothing to do with the hallucinogens.
Marty: But you've just seen Myra on a chair with a bullet through her head.
Hans: In some gray place.
Marty: England?
Hans: It seemed a lot worse than that.
Marty: Wow.
Marty: Maybe you've just eaten too many hallucinogenic cactuses tonight, Hans.
Hans: Nothing to do with the hallucinogens.
Marty: But you've just seen Myra on a chair with a bullet through her head.
Hans: In some gray place.
Marty: England?
Hans: It seemed a lot worse than that.
Marty: Wow.
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Zachariah: You didn't think I was what? Serious? You think I'm not serious just because I carry a rabbit?
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Marty: How are you ever gonna get a job, Billy, if you break the director guy's nose before you even got the part?
Billy: I didn't mean to break his nose. His nose was just in the middle of where I was punching.
Billy: I didn't mean to break his nose. His nose was just in the middle of where I was punching.
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Marty: That's just fucking great! Oh great! Do you know what that is?
Hans: Yeah.
Marty: Do you know what that is?
Hans: Great.
Marty: That's just fucking great!
Hans: Yeah.
Marty: Do you know what that is?
Hans: Great.
Marty: That's just fucking great!
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Hans: We can't leave him.
Marty: You ain't gonna fight.
Hans: Of course I ain't gonna fight, but I ain't gonna run.
Marty: What are you gonna do then?
Hans: I guess I'm gonna die.
Marty: Friends don't make their friends die Hans.
Hans: Psychopathic friends do. You're the one thought psychopaths were so interesting, but they're kinda tiresome after awhile, don't you think?
Marty: You ain't gonna fight.
Hans: Of course I ain't gonna fight, but I ain't gonna run.
Marty: What are you gonna do then?
Hans: I guess I'm gonna die.
Marty: Friends don't make their friends die Hans.
Hans: Psychopathic friends do. You're the one thought psychopaths were so interesting, but they're kinda tiresome after awhile, don't you think?
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Tommy: You ever shoot a guy in his eyeball?
Larry: I stabbed a guy in his ear once. Ice pick, right in his fucking ear.
Tommy: Yeah see, that'd be a different subject. That'd be ears.
Larry: I stabbed a guy in his ear once. Ice pick, right in his fucking ear.
Tommy: Yeah see, that'd be a different subject. That'd be ears.
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Billy: Okay, here we go. Exterior. Cemetery. Night. The shoot-out. Yeah! The Jack O' Diamonds is waiting there with Bonny, and he's arranged to give him back and have this whole thing end because all he really wants is peace. You know, like Gandhi or Jesus or that other guy. Anyway, he's waiting there for the Mafia boss, who's agreed to show up alone and unarmed. But, yeah, guess what?
Marty: Wait, wait a minute. Surely he knows that the Mafia boss is a psycho? Why would he believe he'd show up alone and unarmed? You know?
Billy: Yeah. Exactly! Maybe the Jack O' Diamonds was expecting to get double-crossed because he just happens to have brought a couple of friends along. Suddenly, from out of every fucking grave burst the seven psychopaths, a gun in every hand. Flamethrower! Who the fuck is that? It's the Vietcong guy. He was hiding up a tree. You! [Points to Marty]
Billy: You're there, but you're just there to observe, and that's all right. Nobody thinks you're a pussy. But it's started raining now. Lightning. And oh, no, look who's wandered in like a fucking idiot. It's Kaya. She's come to say sorry to you, and she loves you, and that she didn't mean to be such a fucking bitch. You scream out, Kaya! Stay back! Too late, she's fucking mown down. Fucking mown down! Her head almost comes off. Her head does come off. You scream out her name, all sad, and she dies. You throw your notepad away. Art and peace and all that shit can wait! Now's the time for men to be men! Fuck you, you cunts! It's really emotional. And then... Hold on. Yeah... The black chick from the serial killer killers. She fought good, but she's the next to croak. Zachariah dies, too. He buys it. Dies in her arms. And they die and they're old and mental, and so much in love. You know, it's really sad. But his rabbit gets away, though, because you can't let the animals die in a movie. Just the women. Anyway, guns, guns, guns! Blam, blam, blam. The Vietcong ge
Marty: Wait, wait a minute. Surely he knows that the Mafia boss is a psycho? Why would he believe he'd show up alone and unarmed? You know?
Billy: Yeah. Exactly! Maybe the Jack O' Diamonds was expecting to get double-crossed because he just happens to have brought a couple of friends along. Suddenly, from out of every fucking grave burst the seven psychopaths, a gun in every hand. Flamethrower! Who the fuck is that? It's the Vietcong guy. He was hiding up a tree. You! [Points to Marty]
Billy: You're there, but you're just there to observe, and that's all right. Nobody thinks you're a pussy. But it's started raining now. Lightning. And oh, no, look who's wandered in like a fucking idiot. It's Kaya. She's come to say sorry to you, and she loves you, and that she didn't mean to be such a fucking bitch. You scream out, Kaya! Stay back! Too late, she's fucking mown down. Fucking mown down! Her head almost comes off. Her head does come off. You scream out her name, all sad, and she dies. You throw your notepad away. Art and peace and all that shit can wait! Now's the time for men to be men! Fuck you, you cunts! It's really emotional. And then... Hold on. Yeah... The black chick from the serial killer killers. She fought good, but she's the next to croak. Zachariah dies, too. He buys it. Dies in her arms. And they die and they're old and mental, and so much in love. You know, it's really sad. But his rabbit gets away, though, because you can't let the animals die in a movie. Just the women. Anyway, guns, guns, guns! Blam, blam, blam. The Vietcong ge
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Billy: Five... Four... Three... Two...
Charlie: Wait! Please go back to five. Please...
Billy: I'm not going back to five, man. I'm not going back to five. Five...
Charlie: Wait! Please go back to five. Please...
Billy: I'm not going back to five, man. I'm not going back to five. Five...
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Hans: Have some pride, in yourself. Have some faith in Jesus Christ as your lord and dont tell this scumsucking motherfuckers nothing.
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Marty: Billy's a psychopath, Hans.
Hans: I guess he's made it into your movie now.
Hans: I guess he's made it into your movie now.
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Larry: Are you nervous because we're killing a chick?
Tommy: Yeah, look at me, I'm shaking. I got the chick-killing shakes.
Tommy: Yeah, look at me, I'm shaking. I got the chick-killing shakes.
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Hans: So, you know, your Vietcong psycho story becomes the final thoughts of a man who chose not the darkness, but the light. The light being, you know, suicide by self-immolation. But I think that's the best we're gonna get. And, you know... I know you said dream sequences are for fags, but I think it could work, don't you? We all gotta dream, don't we? Not just fags. Oh, by the way, I don't think they like being called fags anymore. I think nowadays they prefer homos.
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Myra: When you gonna get a job that ain't just stealing from folks, Hans?
Hans: I'm a 63-year-old, ain't worked in 20 years. Myra, where am I gonna get a job?
Myra: Government.
Hans: Government? A job that ain't just stealing from folks? Government?
Hans: I'm a 63-year-old, ain't worked in 20 years. Myra, where am I gonna get a job?
Myra: Government.
Hans: Government? A job that ain't just stealing from folks? Government?
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Billy: How's the Seven Psychopaths coming, Marty?
Marty: Slow, slow. I've got the title, y'know... just haven't been able to come up with all the psychopaths yet.
Billy: How many you got?
Marty: One. And he ain't really much of a psychopath. He's more of a... kind of a Buddhist.
Billy: A Buddhist?
Marty: Yeah, I'm sick of all these stereotypical Hollywood murderer scumbag type psychopath movies. I don't want it to be one more film about guys with guns in their hands. I want it... overall... to be about love... and peace. But it still has to be about these seven psychopaths, so this Buddhist psychopath, he... he doesn't believe in violence. I don't know what the fuck he's going to do in the movie.
Marty: Slow, slow. I've got the title, y'know... just haven't been able to come up with all the psychopaths yet.
Billy: How many you got?
Marty: One. And he ain't really much of a psychopath. He's more of a... kind of a Buddhist.
Billy: A Buddhist?
Marty: Yeah, I'm sick of all these stereotypical Hollywood murderer scumbag type psychopath movies. I don't want it to be one more film about guys with guns in their hands. I want it... overall... to be about love... and peace. But it still has to be about these seven psychopaths, so this Buddhist psychopath, he... he doesn't believe in violence. I don't know what the fuck he's going to do in the movie.
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Billy: You're fucked from birth. The Spanish got bullfighting. The French got cheese. And the Irish have alcoholism.
Marty: And what do the Americans have?
Billy: Tolerance.
Marty: And what do the Americans have?
Billy: Tolerance.
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Myra: God loves us. I know He does. He's just got a funny way of showing it sometimes. Sometimes I think God's gone crazy sometimes. Stuff He does, stuff He don't do.
Hans: Well, He's had a lot to contend with in his time, too, you know. Bastards killed His kid, too.
Hans: Well, He's had a lot to contend with in his time, too, you know. Bastards killed His kid, too.
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Billy: Is that a guinea pig? It's a gerbil, isn't it? That's enormous. Hey, Marty, we just seen some kind of giant gerbil. [Marty punches Billy]
Billy: Marty, you alcoholic fucking bastard.
Hans: Yeah, you might wanna stop drinking, Martin, if this is the way you're gonna behave.
Marty: If this is the way I'm gonna... This guy just telephoned a psycho-killer to come down and psycho-kill us. And this guy's doubting a lifelong belief in the afterlife because of a psychedelic cactus he just ate. And you motherfuckers are telling me to behave?
Billy: Whoa. Whoa. Time out. What's all this about doubting a lifelong belief in the afterlife because of a psychedelic cactus you just ate? Hans, what the heck?
Hans: I met Myra. On the ridge. She had some things to say.
Billy: About the afterlife being non-existent or something?
Hans: That was the gist.
Billy: No, no, it might have sounded like Myra. But you know why? Now don't get mad, but you know I can do Myra's voice pretty good. Yeah, I snuck up there a little while ago and I pretended to be her. I started saying all kinds of crazy stuff.
Hans: Hmm? But what specifically did you say? About the place you were in? The place Myra was in. Huh? How did you describe it, specifically?
Billy: You mean specifically?
Hans: Yeah.
Billy: I just kind of said it was all kind of... I just kind of said it was all kind of gray and shit.
Hans: No.
Billy: Marty, you alcoholic fucking bastard.
Hans: Yeah, you might wanna stop drinking, Martin, if this is the way you're gonna behave.
Marty: If this is the way I'm gonna... This guy just telephoned a psycho-killer to come down and psycho-kill us. And this guy's doubting a lifelong belief in the afterlife because of a psychedelic cactus he just ate. And you motherfuckers are telling me to behave?
Billy: Whoa. Whoa. Time out. What's all this about doubting a lifelong belief in the afterlife because of a psychedelic cactus you just ate? Hans, what the heck?
Hans: I met Myra. On the ridge. She had some things to say.
Billy: About the afterlife being non-existent or something?
Hans: That was the gist.
Billy: No, no, it might have sounded like Myra. But you know why? Now don't get mad, but you know I can do Myra's voice pretty good. Yeah, I snuck up there a little while ago and I pretended to be her. I started saying all kinds of crazy stuff.
Hans: Hmm? But what specifically did you say? About the place you were in? The place Myra was in. Huh? How did you describe it, specifically?
Billy: You mean specifically?
Hans: Yeah.
Billy: I just kind of said it was all kind of... I just kind of said it was all kind of gray and shit.
Hans: No.
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Billy: Where's your guns?
Charlie: You said don't bring none, so I didn't bring none.
Billy: You didn't bring a gun to the final shoot-out?
Charlie: You said don't bring none, so I didn't bring none.
Billy: You didn't bring a gun to the final shoot-out?
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Charlie: What's with your sour fucking puss? I could've just killed you now, couldn't I? You've had your friend killed, and you're just about to have your other friend killed, but that still only makes two friends killed. I've had four of my guys killed, and also my girlfriend killed, who I didn't like much, but that's still five friends killed. That's three more friends killed than you've had friends killed, so don't give me that moany fucking face, okay?
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Billy: What the hell happened?
Marty: Some punks jumped us. Said they were looking for a little shih tzu. Then some other punk killed those punks.
Billy: I've only been gone 10 fucking minutes!
Marty: Some punks jumped us. Said they were looking for a little shih tzu. Then some other punk killed those punks.
Billy: I've only been gone 10 fucking minutes!
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