here's to swimmin' with bow-legged women

Jäkla förkylningen vill inte ge med sig. Sitter och hostar och nyser, har inte ork till något alls egentligen. Tack och lov så har jag ett ganska maffig filmsamling som jag kan plöja igenom. Senast blev det Speilbergs "Hajen", och säg mig, finns det någon som är mer badass än Quint i den filmen? Eller överhuvudtaget?

I think not.


"Y'all know me. Know how I earn a livin'. I'll catch this bird for you, but it ain't gonna be easy. Bad fish. Not like going down the pond chasin' bluegills and tommycods. This shark, swallow you whole. Little shakin', little tenderizin', an' down you go. And we gotta do it quick, that'll bring back your tourists, put all your businesses on a payin' basis. But it's not gonna be pleasant. I value my neck a lot more than three thousand bucks, chief. I'll find him for three, but I'll catch him, and kill him, for ten. But you've gotta make up your minds. If you want to stay alive, then ante up. If you want to play it cheap, be on welfare the whole winter. I don't want no volunteers, I don't want no mates, there's just too many captains on this island. Ten thousand dollars for me by myself. For that you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing."


Sicken hårding, alltså.

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