The Losers (I) (2010)
Columbus Short: Pooch
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Quotes
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Jensen : [Aisha has the Losers in a Mexican standoff] Ohhhh... shit. She's got a gun and... it's pointed at my dick. Clay, it's pointed at my dick!
Pooch : Would you rather it was pointed at your face?
Jensen : I know it makes no sense, but yes!
[Aisha points her gun at Jensen's face]
Pooch : Better?
Jensen : Not really...
Clay : Where's your gun, Jensen?
Jensen : It's in the van.
Clay : What's it doing there?
Jensen : Not... much.
[Aisha rolls her eyes]
Roque : Will you two shut up?
Jensen : Well, what if it was pointed at YOUR dick?
[Aisha shoots Jensen in the arm]
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Roque : Think you're thinking clear on this? Huh? 'Cuz every time we mess up, it's because of a woman.
Clay : Name one time that I...
Roque : Amber.
Clay : Amber wasn't the problem, Amber's husband was the problem.
Pooch : Amber's husband wasn't the one who shot you.
Clay : It was only in the leg.
Jensen : What about Emma?
Clay : Emma doesn't count. I didn't sleep with Emma.
Roque : No, because she put a bomb in your car!
Clay : All right, I admit - that did take a little of the romance out of it.
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Aisha : [as their chopper is sprayed with .50 caliber machine gun fire] WHOA! I though you said small arms weren't a problem.
Pooch : That look like small arms to you? Huh? That's a cannon.
Aisha : Doughnut.
Pooch : That's a CANNON!
Aisha : Doughnut doughnut DOUGHNUT!
[Both scream as they graze a Dunkin' Donuts sign]
Aisha : Are you SURE you've done this before?
Pooch : Okay. Right now? Not the time. Not the time right now.
Clay : Pooch, what's your status?
Pooch : Well, I'm completely irritated and possibly crashing.
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Pooch : All right, look. We're not going anywhere until you two squash this bullshit.
Clay : Pooch, we're on a schedule here. Let's go.
Pooch : [imitating Clay] Oh, "we're on a schedule?"
[Yanks the keys out the ignition, looks pointedly at Clay and Roque]
Clay : [sighs] Roque... I'm sorry I hit you in the face.
Pooch : [laughing] Oh. That was good. That was good. Roque? ROQUE?
Roque : Clay... I'm sorry I threatened to cut your head off.
Pooch : VERY good! Wow. Don't you two feel so much better?
Clay , Roque : [in unison] NO.
Pooch : I don't give a shit. I say we go watch Jensen get himself killed, yeah?
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[first lines]
Cougar : Sorry, I just can't give you that kind of information. I'll do anything else. I just can't do that. I can't betray my country. I won't. This country gave me everything.
Cougar : Oh, God! Just keep him away from me. Please! Don't let him near me. Oh, no! Oh, God!
Pooch : Come on, baby. Just relax into it. Let Godzilla do his thing.