re: #56 TedStriker
re: #49 Kragar
Clarence Boddicker: I dunno, I dunno, maybe I’m just not making myself clear. I don’t want to fuck with you Sal, but I’ve got the connections, I’ve got the sales organization, I got the muscle to shove enough of this factory so far up your stupid wop ass, that you’ll shit snow for a year!
Sal: Frankie, blow this cock sucker’s head off.
[Sal’s men pull weapons on Boddicker and his crew, who draw their own weapons.]
Clarence Boddicker: Ooh, guns, guns, guns! Come on, Sal! The Tigers are playing…tonight! I never miss a game.
“Can you fly, Bobby?”