• T-Bird: This is the really real world, and there ain't no comin' back. T-Bird: Abashed the Devil stood and felt how awful goodness is. T-Bird: I got trouble. One of my crew got himself perished. Top Dollar: Yeah, and who might that be? T-Bird: Tin Tin, somebody stuck his blades in all his major organs in alphabetical order. Top Dollar: Gentlemen, by all means, I think we ought to have an introspective moment of silence for poor ol' Tin Tin. [sniffs] Top Dollar: Greed is for amateurs. Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's fun! Eric Draven: It can't rain all the time. Eric Draven: Little things used to mean so much to Shelly- I used to think they were kind of trivial. Believe me, nothing is trivial. Top Dollar: Ya know, my daddy used to say every man's got a devil. And you can't rest 'til you find him... but if it's any consolation to you, you have put a smile on my face. Sarah: People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right. Eric Draven: I have something to give you. I don't want it anymore. Thirty hours of pain all at once, all for you. Eric Draven: Take your shot, Funboy. You've got me dead bang. Top Dollar: Our friend T-bird won't be joining us this evening on account of a slight case of death. Eric Draven: Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of all children. Do you understand? Morphine is bad for you. Your daughter is out there on the streets waiting for you. Sarah: If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever. Albrecht: 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • Great. A guy shows up looking like a mime from Hell and you lose him right out in the open. Well, at least he didn't do that walking against the wind shit, I hate that. 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • Tin Tin: Murderer? Murderer? Let me tell you a little something about murder. It's fun, it's easy, and you gonna learn all about it. [pulls out two blades] Tin Tin: I'd like you to meet two buddies of mine. We never miss. [gazing at falling-snow crystal ball containing a mini-cemetery] Top Dollar: Dad gave me this. Fifth birthday. He said, "Childhood's over the moment you know you're gonna die." Albrecht: You killed Tin-Tin? Eric Draven: He was already dead. He died one year ago the moment he touched her. They're all dead. They just don't know it yet. Albrecht: Police! Don't move! I said, "Don't move!" Eric Draven: I though the police always said, "Freeze!" Albrecht: Well, I am the police, and I say, "Don't move!" Snow White. You move, you're dead. Eric Draven: And I say, "I'm dead," and I move. Sarah: What are you supposed to be, a clown or something? Eric Draven: Sometimes. Gideon: Please, I'm beggin' you. Don't kill me. Eric Draven: I'm not going to kill you. Your job will be to tell the rest of them that death is coming for them, tonight. And tell them Eric Draven sends his regards. Eric Draven: Suddenly I heard a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. You heard me rapping, right? [Just before he stabs Tin-Tin] Eric Draven: Victims; aren't we all? Eric Draven: It's not a good day to be a bad guy, huh Skank? Albrecht: So many cops. You'd think they were givin' away donuts. Albrecht: I thought you were invincible! Eric Draven: Well, I was, I'm not any more. [Skank puts a gun to Tin Tin's head] Skank: Fuck you, Tin Tin! [Tin Tin puts a knife to Skank's throat] Tin Tin: Hey, that shit ain't even loaded, man. [Funboy points a gun at Tin Tin] Funboy: But this one is. [T-Bird points a gun at all three of them] T-Bird: Which of you Motor City motherfuckers wants to bet me THIS ONE ISN'T? Eric Draven: Is that gasoline I smell? Eric Draven: I see you have made your decision, now let's see you enforce it. Top Dollar: Aw, this is already boring the shit out of me. Kill 'im! Top Dollar: 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • Eric Draven: You shouldn't smoke these. They'll kill you. T-Bird: FIRE IT UP! FIRE IT UP! [Top Dollar noticed the crow on the table] Top Dollar: How the hell did that thing get in here? Eric Draven: Gentlemen! [after shooting the crow] Top Dollar: Quick impression for you: Caw! Caw! Bang! Fuck, I'm dead! Funboy: Look what you've done... to my sheets. Top Dollar: For a ghost you bleed just fine. Funboy: You are seriously fucked up. Would you look in the mirror? I mean, you need professional help! [Funboy pulls the trigger, blowing a hole in Eric Draven's hand] Funboy: Bingo! He shoots, he scores! Eric Draven: Does that hurt? Eric Draven: Mr. Gideon, you're not paying attention! I REPEAT: A Gold engagement ring, yes? It was pawned by a customer of yours named Tin Tin. He confided in me before he ran out of BREATH! Eric Draven: MURDERER! Tin Tin: I didn't murder nobody man. I don't even fucking know you man? What the fuck you want man? Eric Draven: I want you to tell me a story: A man and a woman in a loft a year ago... Tin Tin: You're outta your fucking mind. Eric Draven: LISTEN! I'm sure you'll remember. You killed them, on Halloween. Tin Tin: Yeah, yeah, Halloween. Some dude, some bitch, whatever. Eric Draven: Her name was Shelly. You cut her, you raped her... Tin Tin: Yeah, Shelly. I shagged her pink ass and she LOVED it! [Eric winces at that statement and Tin-Tin decks him] Top Dollar: I think we broke her. Gideon: My livelihood got flushed and went swirling. Skank: I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook. Top Dollar: Oh for fuck's sake, die would ya? [after being shot by Top-dollar] Eric Draven: Hehe... aw fuck... [Collapses on the ground] Eric Draven: You know a guy named T-bird, he had a friend that shouldn't have played with knives. T-Bird: You know, Lake Erie actually caught on fire once from all the crap floating around in it. I wish I could've seen that. Funboy: Jesus Christ! 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • : Jesus Christ? Stop me if you heard this one: Jesus Christ walks into a hotel. [Fun Boy shoots him] Eric Draven: Ow! He hands the innkeeper three nails, and he asks... [Fun Boy shoots him again] Funboy: Don't you ever fuckin' die? Eric Draven: Can you put me up for the night? Lead Cop: What'dya call that? Albrecht: I call it blood, detective. But I suppose you'll write it up as "graffiti". Albrecht: His name is Tin-tin. Lead Cop: Don't any of your street-demons have real grown-up names? Lead Cop: [to Beat Cop] I've got a goddamned vigilante killer out there knocking off scumbags left and right. You're covering up for someone! Lead Cop: [to Beat Cop] A man is strapped to his car as it explodes and goes over the dock and you're writing this down as an accidental car crash? [Skank is chasing T-bird in a wrecked Yugo] Skank: Holy shit! God-damned foreign cars! Top Dollar: No, I want you to set a fire so goddamn big, the gods will notice us again, that's what I'm saying. I want all you boys to look me straight in the eye one more time and say: ARE WE HAVING FUN OR WHAT? Hey, you! What's your name? Skank? You don't feel that? Skank: I feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook. [All the other thugs laugh] Top Dollar: You feel like a little worm on a big fucking hook. Well, boy, your mama must be damn proud of you. Shelly Webster: I love you. Eric Draven: Say that again. Shelly Webster: I love you. Shelly Webster: One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, four for a boy... Gideon: Goddamn creatures of the night. They never learn. Top Dollar: No, I want you to set a fire so goddamn big, the gods will notice us again, that's what I'm saying. I want all you boys to look me straight in the eye one more time and say: ARE WE HAVING FUN OR WHAT? Hey, you! What's your name? Skank? You don't feel that? Skank: [identifying Eric hysterically] That's him! That's him! But he looked different he was all painted up white like some sort of dead whore! I seen him! T-Bird he sent me in some road beers right? Then he took him away. And he flash fried T-bird to his fucking car! Aww... T-Bird here's to you buddy [drinks his flask] Top Dollar: Maybe we should just video tape this and play it back in slow motion. Did you see the grave? Grange: It's empty. Skank: [still hysterical] Grave? What grave what about my fucking grave? 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • Grange: Three out of four. He's working his way to this speed freak right here. Skank: [Still hysterical] It's not fair. It's Funboy's fault. That boy was outta control. T-bird says [whistles] Skank: Waste them both! And now this ghost gonna kill my ass next! [Top Dollar suddenly slaps him down to the floor] Eric Draven: A whole jolly club with jolly pirate nicknames! Albrecht: Are you gonna disappear into thin air again? Eric Draven: I think I'll use your front door. Sarah: When a building gets torched, all that's left is ashes. I used to think that was true about everything, families, friends, feelings. But now I know, that sometimes if love proves real two people who are ment to be together nothing can keep them apart. Albrecht: Now Sarah here is a genuine hot dogger. You hungry? Sarah: You buyin? Albrecht: I'm buyin. Sarah: No onions though Albrecht: No onions? Sarah: They make you fart big time. Grange: So that I take it was the late, great Eric Draven. Myca: [Studying the crow's feather] He has power. But it is power you can take from him. Top Dollar: I like him already. Myca: The crow is his link between the land of the living, and the realm of the dead. Grange: So, you kill the crow... and destroy the man. Skank: [mouth full of chips] What is all this happy horseshit? Grange: I saw him too. He had a guitar. He winked at me right before he jumped out a fourth floor window like he had wings. Top Dollar: He winked at you? [sighs] Top Dollar: Musicians. [Grange notices the shape of Gideon's clothes] Grange: You burn yourself playing with matches? Gideon: Fuck off. [Eric is pointing his gun at Gideon] Gideon: Look, man take anything you want. Eric Draven: Thank you. Gideon: TAKE ANYTHING! 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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