THE DEAD POOL
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THE DEAD POOL
CALLAHAN: Opinions are like assholes. Everybody has one.
CALLAHAN: I'm not some dog and pony act.
CALLAHAN: You have any kids, Lieutenant?
LT. ACKERMAN: No.
CALLAHAN: Lucky for them.
CALLAHAN: You forgot your fortune cookie.
PUNK: What?!
CALLAHAN: It says... you're shit out of luck.
CALLAHAN: I don't like your list, Swan. I don't like being on it.
SWAN: That-that's what this is really all about, isn't it? Well, if you've got a choice to make--
CALLAHAN: Maybe I'll start my own dead pool and put your name on it.
SWAN: Are you threatening me?
CALLAHAN: If you want to play the game, you'd better know the rules, Love.
CALLAHAN: You know the trouble with you, Janero, is you have too much time on your hands. What you need is a job.
JANERO: A what?
CALLAHAN: A job! I'm gonna give you a job being a postman, understand? And it's gonna be your job to make sure the mail gets through. See that gorilla down there? That's Butcher Hicks and he's killed three men. Know how he did it? He tore them apart with his teeth. Didn't even find all the pieces. You might say he has an unhealthy appetite.
JANERO: So what.
CALLAHAN: So Hicks there is my new pen pal. I'm gonna be sending him a letter once a week and I'm gonna be telling him how I'm gonna be looking in on his sick mother and how I'm trying to get him special privileges here in the prison. And you know what's the interesting part? The interesting part is that if anything happens to me and Hicks doesn't get his letter, he's gonna be really pissed off and he's gonna come down here and see you because you're the mailman. In fact, he'll probably come down here to this post office and cancel your ass like a stamp. So you'd better ensure prompt, courteous delivery and pray that nothing happens to me.
CALLAHAN: Don't fuck with me buddy or I'll kick your ass so hard you'll have to unbutton your collar to shit.
CALLAHAN: Oh, you see that dirtbag I was talking to down there. He says that smoking can cause cancer and anyone that smokes as much as you do is one dumb son-of-a-bitch.
CALLAHAN: You're out of bullets, and you know what that means? You're shit out of luck.
CAPT. DONNELLY: Where's Rook?
CALLAHAN: He's hanging out back there.
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