Damien Quotes in District B13 (2004)

Damien: [impressed, after watching Leito tie up Yeti] Where did you learn that?

Leïto: A cookbook or some official manual... I don't remember.

Damien: You really think the government would kill two million people just for having a few problems?

Leïto: Six million died for not having blonde hair and blue eyes.

Damien: But it will kill millions.

Taha: Ah, but they should have thought of that when they made it, for example, eh?

Leïto: [encountering Yeti] Taha left us a present

Damien: Well let's go and unwrap it then

Spyro: Haven't seen you in a while Bobby, where you been?

Bobby: I've been around, you know me I'm Alway's taking care of business.

Damien: Bobby explain something to me, how the fuck can you miss hitting a man in the head At Point Blank Range!

Bobby: I thought i hit him.

Spyro: Well, Well look at that somebody famous, can I have your autograph mr. Bookman please? This Market is confiscated property it's ours now.

Damien: You know this used to be my favorite grocery store, and you know when I was a kid I would come here and your father would give me a fresh slice of Bologna I really liked it there so I stayed off his ass I protected him and how does he show his appreciation this is a very sad day John Bookman!

John Bookman: Well I just cancelled your charge account.

Spyro: You don't want to end up like your poppa, starting something you can't finish.

John Bookman: That ain't never been my style brother.

Blood: Heard you got trouble?

Spyro: Everything's cool,what's your problem?

Big Brother: Shooting a kid in a phone booth for a fuckin $300 hustle, is that good for business?

Blood: Look the media coverage is scaring our major's supplier's,they're cutting back on the high-grade shit our customer's want.

Spyro: Yea, well you let them them know everything's under control.

Blood: The bottom line is this your action's are scaring people on my street's we got people with familie's there. Were not behind you on this you cross over to broadway with this shit and your ass will pay!

Spyro: Ain't nobody paying a damn thing, we know what's going down.

Blood: Yeah well I hope you do little brother.

Damien: Our origanization's have enjoyed great prosperity and only through peace can this continue.

Big Brother: [Point's finger at Damien] you better watch yourself!

[laugh's]

Dink: Man, that money don't mean shit I can alway's get cream! I'm a businessman man for real Damien I got information anything you want to know about Spyro, Kayo that bitch Princess, anybody man we can work as a team for real,we can get money man that's what I'm talking about.

Damien: This is very dissapointing, we've shown you nothing but love Dink and respect because we care about you we've alway's cared about you.

Dink: I'm saying man, what is this coming to?

Damien: This is what this is coming too

[Break's Dink's neck]

Damien: sleep well, little word man.

Damien: John Bookman thought he could take this town back from us he was wrong, John Bookman tried to cross us with the Diablo's he was wrong again. Now we will burn this whole fucking block to the ground, burn it all.

Spyro: [Spryo has just killed Rafael the gun dealer] huh? Huh? yeah, yeah, yeah now I know who hit the Diablo's.

Damien: Well what the fuck good doe's that do us man , Blood ain't gonna believe this shit!, you just killed the only fucking witness that could tell him!

Spyro: What's the matter with you Damien, you going soft?

Damien: Fuck no! I'm going crazy though, you're going fucking nut's!

Spyro: No I'm not man, look we just got to prove to Blood that the fucking grocery boy and his friend's have got those weapon's man. We gotta go in there and take them out even if it mean's WE GOTTA LEVEL THE WHOLE FUCKING HOOD!

Spyro: [to dink] I know you don't I?

Dink: Yeah I'm the word man, man. I know what's happening on the streets.

Damien: Ha,the word-man huh,

[looks and smiles at Spyro]

Damien: so what's the word on the street?

Dink: Lose the cougar they're looking for it, the old man from the grocery store he gave y'all up.

Spyro: Not mr. Bookman?

Dink: Thought you'd wanna know.

Spyro: That's my favorite fuckin store,

[to Damien]

Spyro: why'd he do that shit,man?

Damien: Cause he's fucked up like that.

Spyro: [to Dink] what's your angle?

Dink: I live on the streets and sometimes I get messed with.

Damien: [to Dink] You know something we don't want you to worry about that anymore, ain't nobody ever going to mess with you again, you're one of us now.

Chucky: Hi. I'm Chucky, wanna play?

Damien: Where the hell did you get this thing?

Tiffany: Got it from the cops. It's the actual doll from those murders. I... stitched him together.

Damien: You've got to be kidding me.

Tiffany: No I'm not kidding you, I...

Damien: Oh come on, Tiffany. I knew you were obsessed, but...

Tiffany: I'm not obsessed.

Damien: Chucky? He's so... 80s.

Tiffany: No he's not.

Damien: He isn't even scary.

Tiffany: Yes he is.

Damien: Look at him. What are you lookin at punk? You lookin at me?

Tiffany: Alright, so, I was wrong. I thought he'd make an... interesting toy... Damien?

Damien: Yeah?

Tiffany: Wanna play?

Damien: ...Okay

Tiffany: God, was Chucky an incredible lover! He was the best I ever had.

Damien: Oh, come on, Tiff. He ain't big enough to handle a woman like you?

Chucky: It ain't the size that counts, asshole - it's what you do with it.

Damien: Come on, let me in or I'm likely to catch my death out here.

Tiffany: Promises, promises.

Damien: Hey, how was your day?

Tiffany: Same old same old.

Damien: [takes a photo out of his back pocket] Oh, hey, check it out.

Tiffany: What?

Damien: Check it out.

Tiffany: [takes the photo] What is it?

Damien: You mean *who* is it.

Tiffany: *Who* is it?

Damien: You mean who *was* it.

Tiffany: [looks at the photo - it's a dead man with blood covering his face] Oh, my God. Oh, my God, you really did a number on him, didn't you?

[Damien laughs]

Tiffany: What did you use? Was it really bloody? Did he scream a lot? Was he half... you know, Damien, this guy looks awfully familiar. I recognise the nail polish.

Damien: [looks at his black nails - the photo was of him] Shit!

Tiffany: You never really actually killed anybody, did you? Did you! Did you, you pathetic worm!

[hits Damien over the head with the photo]

Damien: Come on Tiff, I'm workin' up to it.

Damien: Don't tell me Schmucky is one of those dolls who wets his pants.

Damien: You know what the French call an orgasm? La petite morte. "The Little Death." Come on, Tiffany. Let's die a little.

Graydon: [Describes what's going on throughout the entire scene] He crashes to the ground. And now the girls come face-to-face with their tabloid tormentor. The evil reporter has been unmaksed and in that moment, Damien's whole worthless life flashes before his eyes because, the girls have made him realize that he's been living a meaningless lie.

Damien: [Lying on the ground, in pain] Oh, d'you know what, girls... you've made me realize... I've been... living a meaningless lie.

Graydon: It's his character's one defining moment, and there isn't a dry seat in the house.

Martin Barnfield: I'm wet already.

Clifford: So, then what? Is that the end?

Graydon: No! Damien goes after the really big evil boss, McMaxford.

Clifford: Well, what about the girls?

Graydon: Well, the girls, they've gotta get to Albert Hall, right? I mean, they've been at the hospital for twelve hours.

Baby: Dennis!

Posh: Out of the ways girls?

Scary Spice: What are you doing?

Posh: Fasten your seatbelts.

[Gets in the driver's seat of the Spice Bus, puts her seatbelt on, presses down on the gas pedal, and starts driving like a lunatic]

Dennis: [Getting up off the ground] Hey! That's my bus!

Posh: Come on! What are you doing? What's the matter, are you blind? Come on, what are you doing? Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Sunday drivers! It's only Saturday!

Graydon: And now the Spice Bus is racing across London, through Trafalger's Square. Pigeons are flying up. Guys are diving into fountains. And as it zooms through them all, past Bukingham Palace, Prince William is there. He's looin' at the window through a curtain. He turns to the Queen! The Queen, man! And he says "Oi, granny, look. It's the Spice Girls. They're on telly in a minute". And the Queen looks out and says "Oh, you're right. Isn't that the Posh one drivin'?"

Baby: Look, there's the Queen! Hi, William!

Ginger Spice: Hi, Charlie.

Scary Spice: Hello, Harry.

Graydon: And then, suddenly, they're on top of the bus.

Clifford: Why?

Martin Barnfield: The rules!

Graydon: Right, right, the rules. Anyhow, there they are, standing in gale-force winds. Holding on for dear life. Emma slips, but Geri grabs her. But then Geri slips, so Mel B grabs her. But then, she slips, so Mel C grabs her. Four? Wait, that's four. Oh, there's one driving, right. Anyway, they're standing on top of a bus, whiplashing back and forth, about to be turned into Spice Jam!

Martin Barnfield: Oh, my god!

Clifford: And...?

Graydon: Two old nuns in a mini-metro pull up right in front of them. The braking tumbles the girls back into the bus.

Damien: [wearing a many-eyed costume] I'm just a spectator.

[from trailer]

Damien: As long as you don't die from diabetes between now and then, yes, you made it.

Damien: It's easy to know what you are against, but quite another to know what you are for.

Damien: I tried not to get into this war, and did, now I try to get out, and can't.

Damien: And once again, with honourable exception, the Catholic Church sides with the rich.

Damien: The Treaty does not express the will of the people, but the fear of the people.

Damien: Strange creatures we are, even to ourselves.

Damien: [loading revolver] I studied anatomy for five years, Dan. And now i'm going to shoot this man in the head. I've known Chris Reilly since he was a child. I hope this Ireland we're fighting for is worth it.

Damien: Give me your letters, Chris.

[Damien holds out his hand. Chris just looks at him]

Damien: Give me your letters, Chris!

Chris: I didn't know what to write. And Mam can't read.

[Damien lets his hand fall, sighs]

Chris: Just tell her I love her. And where I'm buried.

Damien: How many British soldiers in the country, Tim?

Tim: Too many.

Damien: How many?

Teddy: About ten thousand, Damien.

Damien: Ten Thousand. Tans, artillery units, machine-gun car, cavalry...

Teddy: And many more besides. What's your point, Damien?

Damien: It's young men like Micheail we're talkin' about, Teddy.

Teddy: Micheail was a real Irishman, Damien.

Ned: You're a coward, Damien.

Damien: I'm a coward? And you're a hero, isn't it, Ned? You're gonna take down the British army with your hurley, is that it?

Rory: For Christ's sake, Damien. What about Micheail?

Damien: Look, Micheail was killed because he wouldn't say his name in English. Is that what you call a martyr, Teddy, is it?

Sinead: So we should all buy a one-way ticket to London, is that it, Damien?

Teddy: It's not too late, Damien.

Damien: For me or for you?

Damien: [to Teddy] You have wrapped yourself in the fucking Union Jack! The butcher's apron, boy!

Damien: Your presence here is a crime, a foreign occupation. You tell me what I'm supposed to do as a democrat. Turn the other cheek for another 700 years? Is that it?

Damien: Get out of my country.

The Interrogator: What is your name?

Damien: Get out of my country.

Damien: We buried him in this chapel in the mountains. And I went down and... and I told his mother. His mother, who has cooked meals for me and her son. And when I told her she... she just looked at me. and then she went in and she put on her shoes. Then she came out and she said, "Take me to my child." And we walked for six hours and she didn't say one word. Then we got to the chapel.

[sighs]

Damien: And I showed her the grave. And I'd put a... cross and some flowers on it. And she turned to me and she said, "I never want to see your face again."

[sighs]

Damien: I've crossed the line now, Sinead.

Damien: It is too late, Teddy. You can't see it. You really can't see it. John Bull has got his hand down your pants, his fist round your bollocks and you can't see it?

Damien: I shot Chris Reilly in the heart. I did that. You know why. I'm not going to sell out.

Teddy: [walks to the door, not lookin at Damien] Better write your letters Damien.

[turna around and faces him]

Teddy: Tell us where the arms are... or you will be shot at dawn.

Teddy: [looking around Hamilton's study] Such a beautiful room, it's hard to imagine a man's scream from here. Ever seen fingernails ripped out with a rusty pliers, Sir John, hmm? All your learning, and you still don't understand.

Sir John Hamilton: Oh, I understand perfectly, Mr. O'Donovan. God preserve Ireland if ever your kind take control.

Damien: [trains his gun on Hamilton] Well, you'd better start getting used to the idea.

Damien: Micheail was killed because he wouldn't say his name in English. That what you call a martyr, is it, Teddy?

Chris: Promise me, Damien. Promise me you won't bury me next to him?

[points to Sir John]

Damien: The chapel. Do you remember, on the way up? Do you remember?

Chris: Yeah.

Damien: In there.

Chris: Tell Teddy I'm sorry. I'm scared, Damien.

Damien: [sighs] Have you said your prayers?

Chris: Yeah.

Damien: God protect you.

The Interrogator: You're not a bog cutter. Show me your hands. Show me your fucking hands!

Damien: What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? Pull my fingernails off, is that it?

Damien: Please, Daddy! No, Daddy, no!

Katherine Thorn: What's the matter, those other kids didn't want to play with you?

Damien: They're afraid.

[they look at the frighten reshus maquces]

Damien: Did I scare you, Mommy? I didn't mean to.

Damien: Please Daddy, don't!

Matt Moorhouse: Where in the hell are you getting all this stuff from?

Damien: Are you kidding? You're a famous guy. I've known your soul a long time, man.

[last lines]

Phil: What do you want... boy?

[last lines]

Damien: FUCK YOU

Mory: [to Sue on discovering she put a hit out on her husband for his life insurance] Your just as bad as each other... you two are meant/made for each other

Damien: [on learning what his mother did] I need some air