Sebastian Stan: Lance Tucker

The Bronze

Lance Tucker

Lance: Hey, water boy, I can't drink that bottle of piss you gave me. Here's five bucks. Why don't you get me a Fiji, or something pH balanced? And if you're lucky, I'll let you taste my nuts. Hope's tasted my nuts before, right?
Hope: Do not get that water, Twitchy.
Lance: Are you winking at me?
Ben: No.
Lance: What, are we flirting right now? What's happening?
Hope: Hey! Don't make fun of people with deformity problems.
Ben: I'm actually not deformed. But it's not a problem. I'll go get the water, pH balanced, for men.

Hope: Why do you try to ruin everything that's good in my life? Really, Lance what the hell did I ever do to you?
Lance: All of America talking about your fucking bronze. Third place. I won gold and silver and everyone got up for Hope's miracle. Well, because of you, I'm never gonna get that moment back and I'll damn make sure you won't either.
Hope: I had no control of what people talk about. Take that up with the God of Gymnastics.
Lance: I *am* the fucking God of Gymnastics! You're talking to fucking Zeus! I made my own destiny. And not on milking some pity vote for fame and glory over one lucky accident but by consistency of excellence. You think you're gonna show me up again? Hell fucking no. And pretty soon that beat up nostalgia train you've been riding since 2004 is gonna come to a pathetic, useless halt. Can't fucking wait.

Lance: Here's a warning - you don't wanna fuck with me.
Hope: I fuck with whoever I want whenever I want. I'll fuck with them so hard, I'll rip their taints in half. Then, I'll wear one part of the taint in a locket, around my neck; give the other half of the taint locket to your mom... to shove up her ass! Pretty soon after, at the whorehouse she whores around at, someone'll say to her, "Hey, Mrs. Tucker, what's that shiny little object coming out of your crack?" She'll be like, "Oh, this ass jewelry? Just spit shined it up. Hope Ann Gregory gave me that, as a reminder that my son's a fucking loser!"