Thug Quotes in Sherlock Holmes (2009)

[Holmes and Watson are searching Riordan's house]

Sherlock Holmes: There's one odor I can't put my finger on. Is it candy floss, molasses...? Ah! Barley sugar.

[Watson turns around to see two goons enter, one holding a... ]

Dr. John Watson: ...Toffee apple.

Sherlock Holmes: Let me guess... Judging by your arsonist's tool kit, you're here to burn down the building and destroy all the evidence therein.

Thug: Just one minute, boys.

[calls]

Thug: Oh, Dredger!

[as Dredger enters, Holmes and Watson look up... and up]

Dredger: Il y a un problème?

Thug: [of Raph] What the hell was that?

Thug: I - I don't know.

Casey Jones: [jumps down next to them] Now *that*, was a crime, you purse-grabbing pukes. And *this* is the penalty.

[knocks them over with his hockey stick]

Casey Jones: Two minutes for slashing...

[does it again]

Casey Jones: Two minutes for hooking...

[again]

Casey Jones: And let's not forget my personal favorite: two minutes for high sticking.

Raphael: [jumps in and knocks him down] How about a five-minute game misconduct for roughing, pal?

Casey Jones: Hey, Bogey... who died and made you referee? You did your job, now get out of here and let me do mine, all right? These JV low lifes need to be taught a lesson.

Raphael: Not like that they don't. Not from you.

Casey Jones: [turns to see the thugs running away, turns back] Well, it looks like you're the one who needs to be taught a lesson, pal.

[pulls out two ball bats]

Casey Jones: The class is Pain 101. Your instructor is Casey Jones.

Raphael: Look, I don't wanna fight you.

Casey Jones: Yeah, well, tough rocks, pal.

Thug: Mama Mia!

The Boss: Did the foot fungus pay up yet?

Thug: Nah, that guy's gettin' flaky on us.

[Richard and his men chased Liu inside the supply room]

Richard: Check the vent!

Thug: I think...

Richard: [shoots him] Don't think!

Pinky: Nice day for the race.

Thug: What race is that?

Pinky: The human race. Kids growing up, so on. Hope for the future.

Thug: Get in the fucking car!

[Two thugs are dragging McCluckey up some stairs, hitting his head on every step]

Thug: That's for Getting Even With Dad. And that's for My Girl. And that's for My Girl 2.

McCluckey: I wasn't even in My Girl 2!

Both Thugs: We don't care!

Orin Boyd, Thug: Junior, having a tough time? Look, you got to get in and out quick. I'm an expert at this. I could do that in a blink of an eye.

Thug: Well why don't you show us?

Orin Boyd: Watch.

[clicks his keychain unlock button]

Orin Boyd: Just like that, see?

Thug: You a magician?

Orin Boyd: Yeah, you want me to show you how to pull a rabbit out of your ass?

Thug: The man was nothing but a nigger.

[Toxie is fighting a thug, when suddenly a beeping is heard. The thug checks his watch]

Thug: Lucky for you I've got a piano lesson!

Austin: Alright, you've got two choices, do you wanna talk?

Thug: What's my other choice, asshole?

Austin: To shut up.

Thug: Aw, here it comes. Won't be doin' much breathing after this.

Thug: That's a lot of hair.

Flynn Rider: She's growing it out.

Penny: Where's Calico?

Thug: I'm not talking to you.

[Cut to Bolt holding the thug's car over a bridge]

Thug: [shouting] Bolivia! Bolivia! Calico's in Bolivia! Near Lake Rogaguado!

[Sobs]

Penny: Lake Rogaguado. I should've known.

Thug: Where the hell's the smelt?

Frank: Ludwig!

Thug: Drebin!

Frank: Yeah, I'm Drebin!

Thug: I have a message for ya from Vincent Ludwig!

[fires his gun at Frank]

Thug: Take that, you lousy cop!

Frank: I'm sorry! I can't hear ya! Don't fire the gun while you're talking!

[first lines]

Thug: Who are you?

Nancy Drew: Hello. I'm Nancy Drew. It's nice to meet you. May I ask who you are?

[Ricky holds some thugs at bay with a pistol]

Thug: His gun is a fucking starter pistol! I can see the red plug in your fucking barrel!

Ricky Slade: Listen to me, I intentionally make this gun look that way because I am smart.

[Holmes is approached by two menacing-looking thugs in a pub]

Holmes: Ah, gentlemen. And what can I do for you? A mystery to be solved?

Thug: You might say that. There's a little matter of a gambling debt, and the mystery is why you ain't paid it.

Thug: [after Harry has kneecapped the two thugs with a baseball bat] You're not leaving us, are you?

Harry Sears: Yeah, but don't bother to get up.

Thug: Car.

Philip Marlowe: Beep, beep.

[Marlowe tries to walk away, but is blocked by the Thug]

Thug: Car.

Philip Marlowe: For a guy with a limited vocabulary, you sure do manage to get your point across.

Thug: How old are you anyway?

Sue Lor: Mentally, I'm way too old for you.