Fierce Creatures (1997) Poster

Kevin Kline: Vince McCain, Rod McCain

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  • Vince : Told you I'd kick ass, Dad. What I really wanted to ask was, I, uh - I was wondering, could I get a raise?

    Rod : Out of the question.

    Vince : Why?

    Rod : I don't have the money.

    Vince : You got six billion dollars!

    Rod : Seven, but things are tight right now. Who the hell's making all this bloody noise? Who's there?

    [he opens the door and he sees no one] 

    Vince : Okay, look. Uh, what about a-a small advance on my inheritance?

    Rod : What inheritance?

    Vince : Well...

    [nervous laugh] 

    Vince : I-I'm your son! You have to leave me something.

    Rod : Why?

    Vince : 'Cause you... you screwed up my whole childhood!

    Rod : How could I have? I wasn't even there.

  • Vince McCain : You mean he's dead?

    Willa Weston : [sombre]  Yes.

    Vince McCain : And he's not coming back?

    Rollo Lee : [sombre]  No. I'm sorry.

    [Vince leans his head against the wall, as though grieving, then tilts back his head and everyone sees him laughing] 

    Vince McCain : I'm so happy!

    [to Rod's corpse] 

    Vince McCain : You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!

    [punching it] 

    Vince McCain : You big-fat-bastard! YES!

  • Willa Weston : You really don't like animals, do you?

    Vince McCain : No, it's not that I don't like them, I just don't see the point. I remember, when I was five, my mother got me this... dog. Pft. I just didn't *get* it. I suppose I had nothing I needed fetched. So I sold him.

    Willa Weston : How sad.

    Vince McCain : Oh, he got over it.

  • [Rollo is pushing a wheeled cage containing a lemur he's supposed to have shot] 

    Vince McCain : What are you doing with that?

    Rollo Lee : Uh... oh, the lemur?

    Vince McCain : Yeah.

    Rollo Lee : Oh, just putting it back in its enclosure.

    Vince McCain : Why'd you take it out?

    Rollo Lee : Ahhhhh... for a walk... you know, exercise.

    Vince McCain : It can hardly move in there.

    Rollo Lee : Ah, no, no, the exercise is for me.

    Vince McCain : So what do you need that for?

    Rollo Lee : That's a good point, actually. Um, well, perhaps I won't bother in future. Thanks for the hint.

    [Turns to leave] 

    Vince McCain : Hey, hey, hey, hey. Were you going to use that for target practice?

    Rollo Lee : Oh, no. Ha.

    Vince McCain : Or, uh, one of your orgies?

    [long pause] 

    Rollo Lee : Orgies?

    Vince McCain : Yeah. I'm onto you. You were going to put that somewhere. You're sick.

  • Neville : Mate, Beijing called. We've got the television rights to their public executions.

    Rod McCain : Worldwide?

    Neville : Five guys a week, guaranteed.

    Rod McCain : Beauty.

  • Vince McCain : Now over here, this used to be the lion house, but as it's no longer suitable for animals, we're using it for middle management.

    [He sees Pip and Cub kissing Rollo in a fit of gratitude] 

    Vince McCain : What the hell do you think you're doing? Can you keep a lid on it till the sun goes down, for God's sake? You're supposed to be working, not prancing around in your cell like a... flamingo with a boner.

  • Vince : No, no. This is the kind of conversation that two people have when one of them is female.

  • Vince : I don't like you. You're weird and unattractive.

  • Willa Weston : For one thing, he loves animals.

    Vince : Oh, he doesn't just love 'em.

  • Willa Weston : What are you doing?

    Vince McCain : I'm freezing him.

    Willa Weston : Why?

    Vince McCain : He's gotta be cryogenically frozen until they find a cure.

    Willa Weston : Yeah, a cure? Vince, he has a bullet in the brain.

    Vince McCain : Well, get more ice.

    Willa Weston : Vince, there is no cure for a bullet in the brain. It is very fatal.

  • [the staff are now all reluctantly wearing animal costumes] 

    Vince McCain : And I want to thank you all, personally, for the incredible enthusiasm that you've shown vis-à-vis our latest new innovative initiative. You look fantastic. You're no longer a bunch of smelly old animal keepers. No, as of today, you are official Theme Zoo Visitation Enhancement Facilitators.

  • Willa Weston : What about the quality of the experience?

    Vince McCain : No, Rod says quality has never worked for him.

    Willa Weston : Right! Everything he touches gets tackier.

    Vince McCain : Well, that's the price of success.

  • Willa Weston : You know what you are? You're pronoid.

    Vince McCain : "Pronoid"?

    Willa Weston : Mm-hmm. It means that contrary to all the available evidence, you actually think that people like you. Your perception of life is that it's one long benefit dinner in *your* honor with everybody cheering *you* on and wanting *you* to win everything. You think you're the prince, Vince.

  • [Vince opens the door and leans halfway into Willa's office] 

    Vince McCain : Willa, can I ask you a question?

    Willa Weston : Sure.

    Vince McCain : Those breasts real?

    Willa Weston : Yes.

    Vince McCain : [Closes door, but we hear him through it]  Yippee.

    [Reopens door and comes in] 

    Vince McCain : You know, Willa, uh, you better be careful dressed like that around here. People will think you're sleeping your way to the top.

    Willa Weston : Just as long as they don't think I'm sleeping my way to the middle.

  • [Vince forgets the time zones when phoning England] 

    Vince McCain : Oh, were you asleep?

    Rollo Lee : Uh, yes, I frequently am at 2 A.M., I'm afraid. Uh, filthy habit I picked up in the Far East.

    Vince McCain : Oh well, gee, look, if this communiqué is in any way, uh, sleep-interruptive, I'll, uh, re-telephone you later.

  • [She wants him to think they'll have sex - eventually] 

    Willa Weston : I think it's too soon.

    Vince McCain : Why?

    Willa Weston : Because what we have is special.

    Vince McCain : No it isn't.

  • Willa Weston : He reminds me of my father.

    Vince McCaine : Was your father ugly?

  • Vince McCain : You saw the papers... the, uh, Vampire Gunman Runs Amok story?

  • Vince : I never have to listen to you again, do I? With your

    [Switches to rod's voice] 

    Vince : "You're no son of mine, you miserable little worm! You've been a disappointment to me since the day your mother farted you out of her womb!"

    Rollo Lee : [Turning to face Willa]  Brilliant!

  • Vince McCain : [Disguised as Rod]  I'm going to the shed. Mother always said, when you're naughty, you go to the shed. And I've been naughty. God, I'm depressed.

  • Vince : Did you get a whiff of that guy's cologne? Eau de Monkey Fart!

  • Rod McCain : You're going to jail, Vince!

    Vince McCain : Aw, no - not again!

  • Rod McCain : [Discussing the fact that the animals can't be shot]  We'll get a tame vet to say they've caught some disgusting disease!

    Neville : Pity this isn't Texas

    Rod McCain : Why's that?

    Neville : We could charge people to do it for us!

  • Vince : [after catching Willa and Rollo kissing]  I can understand the gorrila, but not... not Mr Disgusting!

  • Vince : [Vince and Willa are looking at Rod's portrait]  Round here, he's known as Rod Almighty!

  • Vince : [Describing Rollo]  He looks like he's borrowed his body for the weekend, and hasn't figured out how it works yet!

  • Vince : How does he get three girls... where does the third one go?

  • Willa Weston : Vince, tell me about the sponsorships.

    Vince McCain : What sponsorships?

    Willa Weston : The ones you told Rod about.

    Vince McCain : I made them up.

    Willa Weston : Vince, I...

    [She turns around, seeing Vince with his shirt off] 

    Willa Weston : What are you doing?

    Vince McCain : [He turns around]  Getting undressed

    [his pants drop] 

    Vince McCain : For sex. I thought you were in the bedroom.

    Willa Weston : I was getting this dinner.

    Vince McCain : Oh, okay. You want to eat first?

  • Rod : Christ!

    Vince : What?

    Rod : That's a biggest goddamn spider I ever saw.

    Vince : That's what's probably making the bleeting noise.

    Rod : I don't like spiders. Kill it.

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