The Deer Hunter1978

Michael:
Every time he comes up, he's got no knife, he's got no jacket, he's got no pants, he's got no boots. All he's got is that stupid gun he carries around like John Wayne. [to Stanley] Stanley, see this? This is this. This ain't something else. This is this. From now on, you're on your own.

Stanley:
I fixed you up a million times. I fixed him up a million times. I don't know how many times I must have fixed him up with girls. And nothing ever happens. Zero...Nobody ever knows what the f*** you're talkin' about. Huh? 'This is this.' What the hell is that supposed to mean? 'This is this.' I mean, is that some f*ggot soundin' bullshit or is that some f*ggot...There's times I swear I think you're a f***in' f*ggot...Last week, he could have had that new red-headed waitress...He could have had it knocked. And look what he did. Look what he f***in' did. Nothin'.