The Man Who Sued God
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:13:03
I'll give you locusts. Boils. I'll give you whirlwinds.
I'll give you the fucking works!

:13:09
I'll get fucking mad!
:13:12
You can jump out of your fucking windows!
:13:20
Fucking great!
:13:23
Excuse me, Mr. Myers,
we've got a little back room today.

:13:49
- Sorry I'm late.
- I started without you.

:13:53
- Should you be taking those with that?
- No problem as long as you don't work heavy machinery.

:13:58
Waiter.
:14:00
I'm sorry.
Thank you very much.

:14:04
Another one of these, pal, would be lovely.
:14:08
- Let's go somewhere else.
- I like it here. Nice fascist simplicity.

:14:12
We've got a wee job to do. We're gonna sue
Monarch Pestal Angel from here to the shithouse.

:14:18
Don't be stupid. Armies of lawyers
have hammered out those policies.

:14:22
Their liabilities are defined in minute detail.
:14:25
What about God's liabilities?
Has anybody consulted him?

:14:32
I'd love to help you. I love you like
a brother, but this is ridiculous.

:14:36
I'm your brother.
You love me like a lawyer.

:14:38
Have you met my brother?
He's gonna be a very successful lawyer.

:14:41
No more drink.
:14:43
Why don't you fuck...
:14:49
Let me help you up.
:14:53
- My skirt!
- I'm very sorry.

:14:57
I didn't mean anything with that.
Can I buy you some... so sorry.


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