" 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 f$%kin' bullet rips off part of your head. Your brains are lying on the ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask ya, would you give a f&%k what kind of pants the son-of-a-***** who shot you was wearing? " AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH funny stuff right there.
Not into the hunting thing. Am into destroying my front bush that has grown way to large.
Actually, in keeping up with the New York dialect, she said...now I "aks ya'".
Great movie. It was actually flimed about 50 miles from my house in Monticello Georgia, although the director kept mispronouncing it as "Montesque" in the director commentaries on the DVD. I've been there a few times. There really is a Sack o Suds there on Rout16! Just for the hell of it, my wife went in to buy a can of tuna. But they were all out.