Snatch

Bullet-Tooth Tony

Bullet Tooth Tony: So, you are obviously the big dick. The men on the side of ya are your balls. There are two types of balls. There are big brave balls, and there are little mincey faggot balls.

Vinny: These are your last words, so make them a prayer.

Bullet Tooth Tony: Now, dicks have drive and clarity of vision, but they are not clever. They smell pussy and they want a piece of the action. And you thought you smelled some good old pussy, and have brought your two small mincey faggot balls along for a good old time. But you've got your parties mangled up. There's no pussy here, just a dose that'll make you wish you were born a woman. Like a prick, you are having second thoughts. You are shrinking, and your two little balls are shrinking with you. And the fact that you've got "Replica" written down the side of your gun...

Bullet Tooth Tony: ...And the fact that I've got "Desert Eagle point five O"...

Bullet Tooth Tony: ...Written down the side of mine...

Bullet Tooth Tony: ...Should precipitate your balls into shrinking, along with your presence.

Bullet Tooth Tony: ...Now... Fuck off!