The Gentlemen (2019)

Charlie Hunnam: Ray

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• Raymond : [Watching the video of Big Dave and the pig]  You really can't unsee it once you've seen it.

• Brown : What am I guilty of?

  Ray : Being a cunt, Brown. Being a cunt.

• Raymond : Who are you talking about know?

  Fletcher : I talk Raymondo of Dry Eye. Oh Dry Eye, what is he? Chinese, Japanese, Pekingese, get on your fucking knees. Dirty dragon filth. 'Yellow is the colour, gambling is the game'

• Ray : You're wrong, Fletcher. That's not how Michael works.

  Fletcher : Yeah, I know. I know. I was just having a bit of fun. Every movie needs a bit of action, doesn't it? And it's not like Michael doesn't have a reputation.

  Ray : Had a reputation. He's been gentrified.

• Fletcher : Play a game with me, Ray.

  Raymond : No.

  Fletcher : Oh, please.

  Raymond : I said no.

  Fletcher : Play a fucking game with me, Ray.

  Raymond : ...right.

• Fletcher : Can I come with you?

  Raymond : No, but you can go smoke the exhaust pipe in the back of your hearse.

  Fletcher : I might come anyway. You'll just hear me scratching about in the dark, wanking into a hanky.

• Ray : [Fletcher puts a cigar in his mouth]  If you're thinking of smoking that in here... don't.

  Fletcher : I find that confusing. Do you mean don't smoke or don't think?

  [Clicks lighter and Ray jumps out of his seat] 

  Fletcher : Oh...

  Fletcher : [Ray motions towards Fletcher]  Oh, all right, all right, it's going out!

• Ray : I should stab you with that fucking rolling pin!

  Fletcher : Oh, don't be cunty. I was just hoping we could have a cozy little drink together. So, I've got a meeting on Saturday at your favorite newspaper. As the best private investigator in this smoky little town, good evening, ladies and gentlemen, they are ready to put a hundred and fifty grand in my pocket to give them some filth. Good for me, that, but in this case, it's bad for you.

• Mickey Pearson : No sooner do I entertain Matthew's offer to buy me out, and reject Dry Eye's offer, does one of my farms get raided.

  Rosalind Pearson : First time ever.

  Mickey Pearson : Doesn't feel like a coincidence, does it?

  Rosalind Pearson : It isn't. There's fuckery afoot.

  Mickey Pearson : How did they find it?

  Ray : I don't know. I'm making inquiries.

• Fletcher : He explodes on the scene like a millennial fucking firecracker. Bang, bang, bang, bang!

  Ray : I'm going to have to stop you right there, Fletcher. That doesn't sound like the Dry Eye I know.

  Fletcher : Just making sure you're paying attention, Raymond. So let's cut instead to a somewhat anticlimactic, but suave and debonair Dry Eye, like a Chinese James Bond.

• Ray : Stop fuckin' around cunt! Gimme the phone... and take the money.

• Raymond : I don't build a joint like the Americans in the new school. Back strapping, jock strap and coke wrapping all that bollocks. I like a good old fashioned 50/50 mix me that's how we used to play.

• Raymond : You're wrong, Fletcher. Micky doesn't work like that.