You're goin' hunting? That's right. Why are you going hunting? Shouldn't you be out...
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Mona Lisa Vito:
You're goin' hunting?
Vinny Gambini:
That's right.
Mona Lisa Vito:
Why are you going hunting? Shouldn't you be out preparing for court?
Vinny Gambini:
I was thinking last night. If only I knew what he knows, you know? If he'd let me look at his files; oh boy.
Mona Lisa Vito:
I don't get it. What does getting to Trotter's files have anything to do with hunting?
Vinny Gambini:
Well, you know, two guys, out in the woods, guns, on the hunt. It's a bonding thing, you know; show him I'm one of the boys. He's not gonna let me look at his files, but maybe he'll relax enough to drop his guard so I can finesse a little information out of him.
[searches through his clothes]
Vinny Gambini:
What am I gonna wear?
Mona Lisa Vito:
What are ya gonna hunt?
Vinny Gambini:
I don't know. He's got a lot of stuffed heads in his office.
Mona Lisa Vito:
Heads?
[Vinny looks up at Lisa]
Mona Lisa Vito:
What kinda heads?
Vinny Gambini:
I don't know, he's got a boar, a bear, a couple of deer.
Mona Lisa Vito:
Whoa. You're gonna shoot a deer?
Vinny Gambini:
I don't know. I suppose. I mean, I'm a man's man, I could go deer hunting.
Mona Lisa Vito:
A sweet, innocent, harmless, leaf-eating, doe-eyed little deer.
Vinny Gambini:
Hey Lisa, I'm not gonna go out there just to wimp out, you know. I mean, the guy will lose respect for me, would you rather have that?
[Lisa gets up, walks over to the bathroom and shuts the door]
Vinny Gambini:
What about these pants I got on, you think they're O.K.?
[Looks down]
Vinny Gambini:
Oh!
Mona Lisa Vito:
[comes out of the bathroom]
Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing along, you get thirsty, you spot a little brook, you put your little deer lips down to the cool clear water... BAM! A fuckin bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are laying on the ground in little bloody pieces! Now I ask ya. Would you give a fuck what kind of pants the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing?
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You're prancin' along You get thirsty
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You spot a little brook
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You put your little deer lips down to the cool clear water
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Bam A fuckin' bullet rips off part of your head
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Your brains are laying on the ground in little bloody pieces
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Now I ask you would you give a fuck what kind of pants
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the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing
Clip duration: 27 seconds
Views: 1027
Timestamp in movie: 00h 59m 15s
Uploaded: 19 November, 2022
Genres: comedy, crime
Summary: Two New Yorkers accused of murder in rural Alabama while on their way back to college call in the help of one of their cousins, a loudmouth lawyer with no trial experience.
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