Snatch (2000)
Ewen Bremner: Mullet
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Quotes
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Bullet Tooth Tony : I want to know who blagged Brick-Top's bookies.
Mullet : Do me a favor, Ton!
Bullet Tooth Tony : I will do you a favor, Mullet. I'll not get out of this car and bash the living fuck out of you in front of all your girlfriends.
[Mullet hunkers down to the car window]
Mullet : Got to make it worth my while, mate. Jesus, Tony, you know that...
[Tony seizes his tie and rolls up the window, wedging Mullet's head in it]
Bullet Tooth Tony : Comfortable, Mullet? It seems sadly ironic that it's that tie that's got you into this pickle. Now you just take all the time you want.
[He starts the car forward]
Mullet : What the fuck are you doing, Ton?
Bullet Tooth Tony : I'm driving down the street with your head stuck in my window. What do you think I'm doing, you pen-ass?
Mullet : Slow down, Ton.
Bullet Tooth Tony : [sniffs] You been using dogshit for toothpaste, Mullet?
Mullet : Slow down, Ton! Slow down, Tony!
Bullet Tooth Tony : I don't think I'll slow down. I think I'll speed up. You can play some music if you like.
[He turns on the radio; Madonna's "Lucky Star" is playing]
Bullet Tooth Tony : Oh, I love this track.
Mullet : I think...
Bullet Tooth Tony : Yes, Mullet?
Mullet : I think it's two black guys, in a pawn shop on Smith street.
Bullet Tooth Tony : You better not be telling me porky pies.
Mullet : I'm fucking telling you, it's two black guys who work off a pawn shop in fucking Smith Street!
Avi : That's very effective, Tony. It's not too subtle, but effective.
[Tony accelerates and turns toward Smith Street]
Avi : Are we taking him with us?
[Tony rolls down the window, releasing Mullet's head and dumping him on the roadside]
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Bullet Tooth Tony : All right, Mullet?
[Mullet freezes, then swallows and turns around]
Mullet : How you doin', Tony? You all right, mate?
Bullet Tooth Tony : Ooh, nice tie.
Mullet : I heard you weren't about much these days, Tony.
Bullet Tooth Tony : What do you know? Still warm, the blood that courses through my veins. Unlike yours, Mullet.