«I think you’re gonna find – when all this sh*t is over and done – I think you’re gonna find yourself one smilin’ motherf*cker. Thing is Ivan, right now you got ability. But painful as it may be, ability don’t last. Now that’s a hard motherf*ckin’ fact of life, but it’s a fact of life your ass is gonna hafta git realistic about. This business is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherf*ckers who thought their ass aged like wine. Besides, even if you went all the way, what would you be? Champion of Indian Wells Masters – who gives a sh*t? I doubt you can even get a credit card based on that.
A hand lays an envelope full of money on the table in front of Ivan. He picks it up.
MARSELLUS (OS)
Now the night of the fight, you may fell a slight sting, that’s pride f*ckin’ wit ya. F*ck pride! Pride only hurts, it never helps. Fight through that sh*t. ‘Cause a year from now, when you’re kickin’ it in the Caribbean you’re gonna say, «Marsellus Wallace was right.»
«I think you’re gonna find – when all this sh*t is over and done – I think you’re gonna find yourself one smilin’ motherf*cker. Thing is Ivan, right now you got ability. But painful as it may be, ability don’t last. Now that’s a hard motherf*ckin’ fact of life, but it’s a fact of life your ass is gonna hafta git realistic about. This business is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherf*ckers who thought their ass aged like wine. Besides, even if you went all the way, what would you be? Champion of Indian Wells Masters – who gives a sh*t? I doubt you can even get a credit card based on that.
A hand lays an envelope full of money on the table in front of Ivan. He picks it up.
MARSELLUS (OS)
Now before the match, you may fell a slight sting, that’s pride f*ckin’ wit ya. F*ck pride! Pride only hurts, it never helps. Fight through that sh*t. ‘Cause a year from now, when you’re kickin’ it in the Caribbean you’re gonna say, «Marsellus Wallace was right.»
Таак, понятно, палево.
Штирлиц шел по городу. Оттренированное годами чутье подсказывало ему, что-то выдает в нем русского разведчика. Вот только что...
Хороший анекдот. Многоточие, как в КВН, во время конкурса капитанов. «Штирлиц шел по городу. Оттренированное годами чутье подсказывало ему, что-то выдает в нем русского разведчика. Вот только что...» ----«Расстегнутая ширинка»
Хороший анекдот. Многоточие, как в КВН, во время конкурса капитанов. «Штирлиц шел по городу. Оттренированное годами чутье подсказывало ему, что-то выдает в нем русского разведчика. Вот только что...» ----«Расстегнутая ширинка»
Подпишусь пока. Но если будут только фотки и аглицкие портянки - отпишусь накрен, будь они хоть из плохинской пеньки)такого в разделе теннис хватает))
Товарищ Полещук, это наш человек. Криминальные романы любит.) Фотку я уже увел в ацтойник. )) Я тоже читать буду. Если что-то непонятно, пересмотри Криминальное Чтиво в озвучке Гоблина. Только там вместо лысого Виллиса- лысый Любичич ))
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«I think you’re gonna find – when all this sh*t is over and done – I think you’re gonna find yourself one smilin’ motherf*cker. Thing is Ivan, right now you got ability. But painful as it may be, ability don’t last. Now that’s a hard motherf*ckin’ fact of life, but it’s a fact of life your ass is gonna hafta git realistic about. This business is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherf*ckers who thought their ass aged like wine. Besides, even if you went all the way, what would you be? Champion of Indian Wells Masters – who gives a sh*t? I doubt you can even get a credit card based on that.
A hand lays an envelope full of money on the table in front of Ivan. He picks it up.
MARSELLUS (OS)
Now the night of the fight, you may fell a slight sting, that’s pride f*ckin’ wit ya. F*ck pride! Pride only hurts, it never helps. Fight through that sh*t. ‘Cause a year from now, when you’re kickin’ it in the Caribbean you’re gonna say, «Marsellus Wallace was right.»
Ivan
I got no problem with that.
MARSELLUS (OS)
In the third, your ass goes down.
Ivan nods his head: «yes.»
MARSELLUS (OS)
Say it!
Ivan
In the third, my ass goes down.»
А вона как оно вышло...
«I think you’re gonna find – when all this sh*t is over and done – I think you’re gonna find yourself one smilin’ motherf*cker. Thing is Ivan, right now you got ability. But painful as it may be, ability don’t last. Now that’s a hard motherf*ckin’ fact of life, but it’s a fact of life your ass is gonna hafta git realistic about. This business is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherf*ckers who thought their ass aged like wine. Besides, even if you went all the way, what would you be? Champion of Indian Wells Masters – who gives a sh*t? I doubt you can even get a credit card based on that.
A hand lays an envelope full of money on the table in front of Ivan. He picks it up.
MARSELLUS (OS)
Now before the match, you may fell a slight sting, that’s pride f*ckin’ wit ya. F*ck pride! Pride only hurts, it never helps. Fight through that sh*t. ‘Cause a year from now, when you’re kickin’ it in the Caribbean you’re gonna say, «Marsellus Wallace was right.»
Ivan
I got no problem with that.
MARSELLUS (OS)
In the third, your ass goes down.
Ivan nods his head: «yes.»
MARSELLUS (OS)
Say it!
Ivan
In the third, my ass goes down.»
А вона как оно вышло...
Штирлиц шел по городу. Оттренированное годами чутье подсказывало ему, что-то выдает в нем русского разведчика. Вот только что...
КВН суров, однако.