Goon Page #7
Not matter what happens out there
they will know...
..the Highlanders were here.
- Highlanders!
- Highlanders!
Highlanders! Highlanders!
Highlanders! Highlanders! Highlanders!
Come on, Highlanders!
- Yes!
- Highlanders!
Hey, Lemmy! f*** you!
- Je parle pas franais.
- F*** him.
So the Halifax Highlanders
and the St. John Shamrocks.
It's all on the line here.
The eighth and final playoff spot
and this should be a confrontation.
Rhea runs into a couple
of Halifax players.
Takes a shot.
The save is made by Belchior.
Hey, hey!
He's a one-man wrecking crew.
- Too many men on the ice.
- Get the f*** out.
Ross Rhea! You cheap motherf***er!
You cheap bastard!
Ross Rhea steals the puck,
he puts it out in front, he scores!
- F*** you, Rhea.
- Ha!
Come on.
I'm going to score a goal just for you,
right now.
Here's Laflamme steps onto the ice.
He calls for the puck.
He takes the pass.
Here comes Laflamme.
He's straight up the middle,
through the defence. Shot...
- Let's go.
- Give me it!
- God-f***ing-damnit!
- The fans are frustrated.
- The Halifax team can't buy a goal.
- Come on Halifax!
Great save, Belchior!
- we just saw Rhea come off the ice.
- Glatt, Laflamme.
- Let's go, boys. Stick with him.
- Rhea gets onto the ice at the same time.
This could get scary.
- Are they going to have a go?
- Come on.
- Come on.
- Here we go.
Rhea skates away.
Oh, he's suckered him.
- What the sh*t is that?
- He forced him to take a penalty.
- F***er!
- F*** you!
Ref, you can't call that!
He was f***ing instigating.
You got to keep your boy
out of the box, Ronnie.
Ah!
Short-handed situation.
A great opportunity.
- Rhea!
- I got it.
- He scores!
- Sh*t.
Here we go now, boys. Real hockey.
Let's go now. Yes, sir!
That's the drop. Laflamme
out on ice now, Rhea as well.
Let's go, let's go.
And now Laflamme takes a run
at big Rhea.
- That's sh*t bad luck.
- You want some? Huh?
Eh? You want some?
Remember what happened last time?
Glatt steps in
That's a dirty shot, Doug.
Come on, boys, let's play.
Come on, come on.
Early in the third.
Glatt and Rhea are in the penalty box.
The puck has gone down
to the Halifax zone.
- Halifax!
- Halifax!
Doug! Doug! Doug! Doug!
Looks like these fans
Doug, Doug, Doug, Doug!
Ross! Ross! Ross! Ross!
Kid! You ready?
Yes. Thank you for asking.
Ladies and gentlemen,
this is actually happening.
Dougie "The Thug" Glatt
is about to drop the gloves
and take on Ross "The Boss" Rhea.
This has all the elements
of a sports masterpiece.
Holy f***. We got the worried lady friend,
face frozen with concern.
We got the gay brother.
Yeah. And the lovable, wise-cracking
Mick best friend,
Orangetown son, p*ssy crew...
Oh, f***, here we go.
Oh, my God!
Come on!
Hit him, Dougie.
Take his f***ing head off.
Glatt! Come on!
Come on!
- Sh*t!
- Don't you f***ing dare.
- Come on, Doug.
- He's always had bad ankles.
Come on, Dougie.
Come on, hit him!
F***!
Yeah! You feel that sh*t, Rhea?
Finish this sh*t now. Come on!
Oh, f***.
- You're a f***ing warrior, Doug.
- Come on.
He's not done yet.
Sh*t.
Doug! Oh, my God! Doug!
Attaboy, Dougie.
Yeah!
You f***ing did it, kid. You did it.
Doug!
He scores!
It's 2 to 1. With 15:25 left.
Oh, my word. Here's Laflamme.
He's breaking away!
- Come on, boy.
- He's across the line.
- He scores!
- Yeah!
He's tied this thing 2:2
with 5:
23 left.And here's Laflamme once again.
Gets through into space...
He scores!
3:
2, 1 :21 left.what a performance by Laflamme.
Three straight goals.
A minute and 21
at the playoffs here at Halifax.
# As I walk around feeling really good #
# About everything
from my health to my hood #
# I realize that I'm blessed with a life #
# So all I've got to say is
work with what you got #
# They said my voice really wasn't made
for rapping #
# Straight out kids home,
# As a teenager I had my first child #
# And in all my photos
# But now I'm the best that ever hit it #
# The greatest female rapper
and they all must admit it #
# To all the haters, I say thanks a lot #
# Cos life can turn out really good
if you work with what you got #
# I know it's hard
but it takes some work to be #
# Working with what you got #
# If you've got nothing or
even if you've got it all #
# Working with what you got #
# I know it's hard
but it takes some work to be #
# Working with what you got #
# If you've got nothing or
even if you've got it all #
# Working with what you got #
# If you have an idea just think it #
# If you have one eye just blink it #
# If you have a double rum, just drink it #
# Working with what you got #
# If you got one leg just shake it #
# If you don't want to smile just fake it #
# If you got one potato, bake it #
# You got to work it
until you can't work it no more #
# Working with what you got #
# You got to work it
work it until you know the score #
# Working with what you got #
# You got to work it
till you can't work it no more #
# Working with what you got #
# If you've got nothing or
even if you've got it all #
# Working with what you got #
# Let me hear you sing along #
# I know it's hard
but it takes some work to be #
# Working with what you got #
# If you've got nothing or
Even if you got it all #
# Working with what you got #
# Working with what you got, oh, baby #
# Working with what you got #
# If you got nothing or
Even if you got it all #
# Working with what you got #
# Any time you see life's thrown you
a curve #
# And you know deep in your heart
you don't deserve #
But keep on ticking #
# That's the way it's... #
- Go on, Dougie!
- Go on, Doug.
It's our new boy, Doug Smith.
Oh, is he working him over!
He's messing him up like nothing.
Oh, this one'll become a favourite
with Johnstown fans.
I can't see.
Let's get some clapping going.
What the f***?
Come on, Doug!
A few shots in and there goes Smithy!
And the Hammer's giving him right
over right over right over right over right.
He's connected with about 30 punches.
Whoa, there's Smith!
what a scrap we're gonna have here!
Two big heavyweights,
both have some ballast.
# She makes more money than me #
# She drives a finer car than me #
# I just wanna cry #
# She makes more money than me #
# She drives a finer car than me #
# I just wanna cry #
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