Hooligans Page #8
- Year:
- 2005
- 80 min
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Bov, wanna make up
for what you've done?
Get my brother's family out of here.
Tommy! Don't you wanna
finish me off, then?
You're already finished, little Petey.
The NTO will take care of you in a minute,
you mug.
We didn't kill your son, Tommy! You did!
You should have protected him, mate.
He was your son!
- Don't you talk about my f***ing son!
- He was your son!
Get in the f***ing motor!
Get in the f***ing car!
He's only a poor little hummer!
His face was all battered and torn!
He made me feel sick,
I hit him with a brick!
Now the c*nt's not laughing
or singing no more!
- He's not laughing at us...
- That's enough.
I'll get us out of here! Go!
- You can't leave him.
- Pete! Pete!
F***ing help him!
[Matt] Pete Dunham's life taught me
that there's a time to stand your ground.
His death taught me there's a time
to walk away.
I would never have the chance to thank him.
But I could live in a way
[Men laughing]
Too much.
Well, congrats on the Epstein account,
Van Holden.
That should be a nice com-mish.
I bet your father's election
had nothing to do with it.
F*** you very much, Todd.
Gentlemen, if you will excuse me,
I must partake, once again,
in this restaurant's fine facilities.
F***ing lucky bastard.
[Intense sniff]
What the f***?!
Matt Buckner? Is that you?
Jesus, Matt, you look like sh*t.
Hey, Buckner, do you mind?
- You said you'd hook me up.
- What?
I took the fall for you at Harvard.
You said you'd hook me up.
- You're kidding.
- They were your drugs.
You said you had
more to lose, that you'd hook me up.
All right. Yes. I said I would hook you up.
Jesus, Matt, I'm in a meeting right now.
Call my office. Talk to Cindy.
She'll make an appointment for you.
[Van Holden] You gotta be joking me,
spineless sh*t.
- [Matt on tape]... that you'd hook me up...
- [Jeremy] All right. Yes.
- What the f*** is this?!
- This?
- It's my ticket back to Harvard.
- Give me that!
I wouldn't do that.
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