FUCK ALL!!! from 25th Hour with Ed Norton

Um dos momentos mais marcantes do cinema...

Edward Norton, 25th hour (2002):
Yeah, fuck you, too.
Fuck me?
Fuck you. Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it.
No, no, no, no, no.
Fuck the panhandlersgrubbing for money, smiling at me behind my back.
Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the cleanwindshield of my car. Get a fucking job.
Fuck the Sikhsand the Pakistanis bombing down the avenuesin decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores,stinking up my day.
Terrorists in fucking training.Slow the fuck down!
...getting one of those operations that elongate your penis.
Fuck the Chelsea Boys with their waxed chestsand pumped-up biceps, going down on each otherin my parks and on my piers, jiggling their dickson my Channel!
Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramidsof overpriced fruit and their tulips and seswrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country,still no speakee English.
Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafes,sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth, wheelin' and dealin'and schemin'. Go backwhere you fucking came from.
Fuck the black-hatted Hasidim strolling up and down th Street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff, selling South Africanapartheid diamonds. Come on.Your wife deserves this. Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas-Gordon Gekkowannabe motherfuckers figuring out new ways to rob hardworking people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for fucking life. You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break. Worldcom.
Fuck the Puerto Ricans. Twenty to a car,swelling up the welfare rolls. Worst fucking parade in the city. And don't even get me startedon the Dominicans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Who's this fuckin' guy?! Get the fuck outta here!
Fuck the Bensonhurst ltalianswith their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits,their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their Jason Giambi Louisville Slugger baseball bats trying to audition for "The Sopranos." Fuckin' crackyour fuckin' head open! Bensonhurst! Bensonhurst! Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their $ Balducci artichoke. Taxi! Overfed facesgetting pulled and lifted and stretched all tautand shiny. You're not fooling anybody,sweetheart. Taxi!
Fuck the Uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want toplay defense, they take five steps on every layup to the hoop, and then they want to turn around and blame everythingon the white man. We not giving it up! We not giving it up! Slavery ended years ago. Move the fuck on.
Fuck the corrupt cops withtheir anus-violating plungers and their shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust!
Fuck the priestswho put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it,fuck J.C. He got off easy a day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity. Try seven years in fucking Otisville, J.
Fuck Osama bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass cave-dwelling fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your whores roasting in a jet-fuel firein hell. You towel-headed camel jockeyscan kiss my royal lrish ass. "l notice how many of what I once thought "were evidences of repression, sexual or otherwise..."
Fuck Jacob Elinsky. Whining malcontent.
Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery,my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass.
Fuck Naturelle Riviera. I gave her my trust,and she stabbed me in the back. Sold me up the river. Fucking bitch.
Fuck my fatherwith his endless grief, standing behind that bar, sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemenand cheering the Bronx Bombers. Let's go, Yankees!
Fuck this whole cityand everyone in it, from the row houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho, from the tenementsin Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park Slope to the split-levels in Staten lsland, Iet an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, Iet it burn to fucking ash, and then let the waters rise and submerge this wholerat-infested place.
No. No.
Fuck you,Montgomery Brogan. You had it all, and you threw it away,you dumb fuck!