The Crying Game

Fergus: What the fuck, do you know about my people? Jody: Only that you're all tough, undiluted motherfuckers... And it's not in your nature to let me go. Fergus: Shut the fuck up, will ya?

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Dil: He's still looking, Col. Col: Persistent. Dil: Good thing in a man. Col: An excellent quality. Dil: Maybe he wants something. Col: I expect he does. Dil: Ask him! Col: Ask him yourself!

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Fergus: So who's he? Col: He's what she should run a mile away from. Fergus: Then why doesn't she? Col: Who knows the secrets of the human heart?

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Dil: You gonna tell me what it is? Jude: What is it? Dil: Do you know her, Jimmy? Jude: Jimmy, is it? Do you know me, Jimmy? Fergus: Dil, this is Jude. Dil: Are you following me? Jude: Yeah! Just checking. Is he being nice to you, Dil? Dil: Ever so nice, aren't you, Jimmy? Jude: That's good. I'm glad. Young love, as they say? Dil: Absolutely. The younger the better. Doesn't come YOUR way much, I suppose. Jude: Don't go looking for it, Dil. Dil: Well, maybe you'll get lucky... someday. Jude: Bit heavy on the powder, isn't she? Dil: A girl has to have a bit of glamour. Jude: Oh, absolutely. As long as she can keep it. Isn't that right, James?

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Dil: What you thinking of, hon? Fergus: I'm thinking of your man. Dil: Why? Fergus: I'm wondering why you keep his things. Dil: I told you. I'm superstitious. Fergus: Did he ever tell you you were beautiful? Dil: All the time. Even now. Fergus: What do you mean? Dil: He looks after me. He's a gentleman, too.

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Col: You could always make it up to her. When a girl runs out like that, she generally wants to be followed. Fergus: She's not a girl, Col. Col: Whatever you say.

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