Goon: Last of the Enforcers Page #8

F***!

- (McCauley):
And down goes Cain

with Glatt on top.

- What am I looking at?

- F***! What the f*** is this?!

- I don't know. I don't know.

- I don't even want to fight

anymore; you killed the mood.

- Dougie, why are you dry humping, Anders?

- Get off me!

- I'm trying. I don't want this!

- You're on the same f***ing team, man!

- F***! This is horrible!

It's f***ing horrible!

- It is. It is.

- F***! F***!

- (McCauley):
I would like to remind fans

that should they still desire, they can

meet the Highlanders in person

tonight at the Corktown Pub

for Fan Appreciation Night.

- (crowd):
Doug! Doug!

Doug! Doug! Doug! Doug!

- (pub crowd):
Doug! Doug! Doug!

Doug! Doug! Doug!

- (man):
You f***ing son,

we f***ing hate you!

- (man):
Anders, you

piece of f***ing sh*t!

- You know what? I f***ing know it.

- What the f*** is wrong with you now?

- You know it too.

I beat the sh*t out of Doug Glatt.

- Take it easy.

- You f***ing take it easy!

I f***ing destroyed him.

- Calm down, man.

- Get your f***ing hands off me!

- Hey!

- Anders!

(indistinct pop song playing in the pub)

- I beat you.

Don't look at them, you

dumb f***; look at me.

- Anders...

- I am here, now,

me, right f***ing in front of you!

(grunting and yelling)

- That will blow your nerves.

- Come on, Doug.

- Doug! That's enough!

- That's it.

- Knock it off, guys. Chill!

(indistinct chatter)

- I'm fine. F***ing fine!

- Good. Chill out, man.

- He's a freak.

(crowd gasping)

- Cheap shot!

(men growling)

- Anders, that's enough!

- Come on, Doug!

- Doug!

(man doing clucking sound)

- God!

- Anders, it's over. It's over.

- Get out!

- Walk him out.

- Sh*t!

(dramatic music)

- Early reports coming

in of a bar brawl tonight

at a popular Halifax Highlanders'

hangout allegedly involving

the Highlanders themselves

in what could be just

another example of violence

dogging the team. This coming

just weeks after controversial

hockey-fighting competition Bruised

and Battered held its most recent event

at the Highlanders' home barn,

the Halifax Metro Centre.

With two must-win

games left to play,

and Cain and Glatt each

serving suspensions,

one can't help but wonder

if GM Hyrum Cain has

any more tricks up his sleeve.

(boat horn)

- (Eva):
You broke your promise.

- I was scared.

Never felt that before.

He was wearing my C.

- Are you f***ing kidding me?!

That's the best you can do?

I... I gave up stuff I liked doing too.

- It's different; you've never had a team.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Maybe, maybe I never did.

- I can still do what I'm

supposed to, I can still fight.

- I guess that's a f***ing problem.

- Eva.

- And yet the worst part is

you're making me into this

f***ing, naggy housewife.

And do you think I want to be f***ing...

worrying about you? You think I wanna

be giving you sh*t?

I don't. This isn't who I am.

- Eva, please... Where are you going?

- I'm not going anywhere.

(emotional music)

- I eat this soup.

- Yes, I know. That's why I'm...

(sigh)

I just need some time, Doug.

- Dad, I'm f***ing sorry.

OK, I'm sorry. I f***... I f***ed up.

F***. I wanna win.

I wanna...

- Your contract's been terminated.

- Uh... I'm sorry, what?

- You're on a flight at 10 p.m. tonight.

No?

(Anders sniffling)

What are you doing?

The f*** out of my face.

You wanna swing at me?

- You wanna swing at me?

(three slaps)

You're a f***ing p*ssy.

- I was waiting

- I'm just saying.

You're pissed at Doug because

he's a hockey player...

and he wants to plays hockey?

- He was f***ing

bareknuckle prizefighting, too. Jesus!

Whose side are you on?

(Mary sniffing) We both agreed to do this,

and we both gave sh*t up.

This is what growing up is.

I:

- I... I had sh*t that I liked doing too.

(stifled laugh)

- Jagerbombs?

Look, I know you sacrificed things.

I mean, you have a f***ing baby

growing in your belly. I get it!

I just... I think that Doug's...

team is more than just hockey, you know?

- Besides, I just get lonely

- More than a team, even.

- (Duffy):
Highlanders'

GM, Hyrum Cain, confirming

that Anders Cain has been

released from his contract.

- Let this be a lesson to

everyone out there. Your father

will break your heart and shove it down

your f***ing throat, pull it out your ass,

put it right back in your chest.

- (Duffy):
No word yet on

whether Hyrum Cain plans

to replace Anders as the

Highlanders round out

their season with must-win games

at home against the Lovell Kings

and Anders' old team,

the Reading Wolfdogs.

(soft rock song Fly At

Night by Chilliwack)

(indistinct chatter)

(man talking indistinctly)

- Stevesy, Legs, Gino, you

know what you need to do.

Eat up minutes, grind the sh*t out of them,

make them f*** up.

Tonight, we need to play

f***ing hard! Right, boys?

- Yeah.

- ALRIGHT, BOYS?

- YEAH!

- Alright! F***ing do this.

- (Ross):
So, you pussies

playing hockey or what?

- Wow.

(bell tolling)

- I messed up, Pat.

You know, I really like

living with you in the motel,

but I just kind of want to go home now.

- Yeah? No, I get that. It's, uh...

(Pat sniffling) ...it's

definitely not the Ritz,

but so long as Sherilyn owns

it, it's a bed and it's free,

thanks to that deal I cut with her.

- What kind of deal? (slurping sound)

- F***ing the sh*t out of her constantly.

- Your cousin Sherilyn?

- I don't think I'm the

only dude she's f***ing...

but then she's not the

only dude I'm f***ing.

(phone ringing and buzzing)

- Eva? Hello?

- Uh, hey. Doug, um...

- Eva, hello. It's me, Doug Glatt.

- Doug, where are you?

- Eva, I'm sorry I broke my promise.

I shouldn't have done

that because we're a team.

I'm so in love with you.

We're gonna have a family, and I swear...

- Uh, Doug, my water broke.

- It's OK. I can just buy you

another one at the gas station.

- No! No! My water broke!

The baby... Uh, the baby's coming.

- What?!

What-what-what?! What?!

What-what-what-what? What?

What? Now? Wait, what? What?

- And Mary's at the store, at

the store, so I'm all alone.

- No, you're not. Like the

baby, I am also coming now.

- OK. OK.

- Holy p*ssy-c*nt-balls,

it's happening!

- Just keep your eyes on the road, please.

- So sorry, so sorry, but...

Eva, I just gotta tell you,

you, my dear, are gonna look

f***ing radiant during childbirth.

- I'm so sorry. OK, from now on,

whatever we do, we do as a team, OK?

- You know there's

just this natural beauty

that comes from such a

violent act. The blood

and the f***ing p*ssy ripping open.

- Yeah, I'm gonna be the best

husband and the best father I can be.

- I'll just say it. To me,

no woman, no f***ing woman

is more beautiful than

when she's giving birth.

- Uh, guys, that's great. Could

we have no talking for a bit?

- Yeah, of course, whatever you need.

(honking)

- Hey! God dammit!

What the f***? What? Is

everyone in the city Chinese?

- (McCauley):
Oh no!

Down goes Stevenson.

- Jesus Christ! (indistinct

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