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In Bruges (2008) In Bruges is a critically acclaimed black comedy film directed by Martin McDonagh, released in 2008. Set

In Bruges (2008)

In Bruges is a critically acclaimed black comedy film directed by Martin McDonagh, released in 2008. Set in the picturesque city of Bruges, Belgium, it follows the story of two hitmen, Ray and Ken, played by Colin Farrell and Brendan Gleeson, respectively. After a job goes awry, they are sent to Bruges by their ruthless boss, played by Ralph Fiennes, to lay low and await further instructions.

As they explore the medieval streets and canals of the city, the contrasting personalities of Ray and Ken collide, leading to dark and hilarious encounters. McDonagh expertly weaves together themes of guilt, morality, redemption, and friendship, resulting in a layered narrative that keeps audiences engrossed throughout.

The film's screenplay brilliantly balances comedy, drama, and action, offering a unique and satirical take on the hitman genre. In Bruges gained widespread acclaim for its exceptional performances, sharp dialogue, and picturesque cinematography capturing the city's beauty and melancholic atmosphere.

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A 'homage' is too strong. A 'nod of the head'?
A bottle? No, don't bother.
A disproportionate amount.
A five star, with prostitutes in.
A friend of Harry's.
A friend of mine got him.
A great day this has turned out to be.
A horse tranquilizer?
A little boy isn't here anymore.
A lot of midgets tend to kill themselves.
About 3:00 or 4:00 tomorrow, after it's done.
About Tottenham?
After I killed them, I dropped the gun in the Thames,
All I'm saying is I'm not fighting.
All right, then I'm blowing your fucking head off.
All right? She directed it right in my face, man.
All right. Jesus! I've only just got here, haven't I?
All that beautiful fucking fairytale stuff,
All the canals and the old buildings and that.
All the old medieval buildings and that.
All the rest were rubbish by spastics, but this one's quite good.
Altogether,
Americans, isn't it?
Amsterdam is just a load of bloody prostitutes, isn't it?
Amsterdam.
An Uzi?
And all the black midgets and all the white midgets,
And await his call to see what we do next.
And awaiting his call to see what we do next.
And find you fucking hiding in a cupboard.
And fuck another man's girl?
And he doesn't know where he's going and neither do I.
And he might go have a look to see if there's a bowling alley around.
And he repeats.
And he saw the canals and the bridges and, you know, the swans and that,
And he shot the blank into my eye.
And he turned to me, do you know what he said?
And I accept, totally, everything you've got to do.
And I haven't fucked her, anyway. Ask her. I'd only put me hand on it.
And I know whose side I'm fighting on. I'm fighting with the blacks.
And I really, really hoped I wouldn't die.
And I thought, 'If I survive all this, I'll go to that house,
And I'll get all your acid and your ecstasy back to you, too.
And I'm not being funny, I mean no disrespect,
And if I did, I think I'd have the good sense not to...
And if to do that, I had to say, 'Fuck you, and fuck what I owe you,
And in 1976, she was murdered by a white man.
And it made it look almost like a fairytale or something.
And it worked. Quite well.
And it's all some kind of Boschian nightmare.
And let your conscience decide, Ken.
And not I have to leave messages with the fucking receptionist?
And now, I cannot see from this eye ever again, the doctors say.
And one instance of me blinding a poofy little skinhead.
And one normal beer for me, because I am normal.
And see who gets into Heaven and who gets into Hell and all that?
And that phial, do you know what it's said to contain?
And that we'd do them without you throwing a fucking moody,
And that's all because of me.
And the gun was full of blanks,
And the only thing that's gonna change is you're gonna become an even bigger cunt.
And they only invented the chocolates to get to the kids.
And this blood, right, though it's dried blood,
And this morning, and this afternoon,
And walked home to await instructions.
And what's the other place?
And which one of us would that be, now, Ray?
And you allow your gun to be taken off you,
And you allow yourself to be shot in the eye with a blank,
And you gotta go home right now. It's very, very dangerous here.
And you know what?
And you know what? I'm not even pissed!
And you think it's okay to come over to Belgium
Anyway, supposed to turn up to court here in two days.
Apart from one person.
Are you being thick?
Are you from America, too?
Are you going to turn up?
Are you sure this is the right word, 'alcoves'?
Are you talking to me?
Are you?
As I say, I think he was just glad to get out and about.
As if I'm about to have a heart attack.
As we were walking through the streets,
At different times over many years, they say it turned back into liquid.
At the same time as trying to lead a good life,
Aye aye.
Back to England?
Be quiet up there this time of evening.
Because at least in prison and at least in death, you know,
Because I bet they look even better at night, all lit up.
Because I've got to quite like Bruges, now.
Been to the top of the tower?
Beer and a red wine.
Before I died.
Being really little and that.
Blowing cigarette smoke straight into myself and my girlfriend's face.
Brothels are good.
Bruges is a shithole.
Bruges is my hometown, Ray.
Bruges is not a shithole.
Bruges is the most well preserved medieval town
Bruges? Where's that?
But because of the choices I made and the course that I put into action,
But could you just get out of the fucking way, please?
But don't hold it against me.
But I did already say I had a date with a Belgian lady
But I didn't, so it doesn't.
But I will.
But I'm not fighting you.
But it don't change the fact that he stitched you up like a blind, little gay boy.
But it's a bit fucking over elaborate, isn't it?
But might as well enjoy ourselves, eh?
But then you figure if it wasn't in Belgium, if it was somewhere good,
But then, like a flash, it came to me, and I realized,
But we haven't got any guns.
But what about the ****stanis?
But you can't kill a kid and expect to get away with it.
But you might save the next one.
But you're a cunt.
Call me. Please.
Calling them names. You know, 'shortarse.'
Can I have me gun back, please?
Can we go somewhere and talk about this, please?
Can we go somewhere and talk about this, please?
Can you turn the light off, please?
Canadian? Shit.
Chloe, I can't see, I swear it!
Chloe!
Chocolates and child abuse.
Christ!
Cock?
Come on, leave it, fatty.
Come on, man, it's only 10 cents.
Could we reserve judgment on Bruges until we've seen the fucking place?
Couldn't get enough of it, the medieval part of town.
Derek Perlurrl.
Did they get the guy who did it?
Didn't know there were any prostitutes in Bruges.
Do anything, Ray. Do anything.
Do I look like I do?
Do I think what's good?
Do you believe in all that stuff, Ken?
Do you completely promise to jump into the canal?
Do you have another room?
Do you know what that is?
Do you speak English? No.
Do you?
Does it?
Don't be stupid. This is the shootout.
Don't come over all Gandhi. What are you fucking doing?
Don't even think like that.
Don't know if I remember a dual carriageway.
Don't know.
Don't say you didn't have it coming.
Don't say you didn't have it coming.
Don't start being silly.
Dumdums, yeah.
Dwarves, top themselves.
Eirik, don't!
Eirik, what are you doing?
English humor!
Entry is 5 euro.
Entry is 5 euro.
Exactly at what point was it that all skinheads suddenly became poofs?
Exactly. This is the world we live in today.
Except 'hmm' what?
Except I've gotta take me contact lenses out.
Except only one of us needs to stay in, really.
Except...
Excuse me, Ken. I have the capacity to change.
Five pints of beer and six bottles.
For money, Father.
For money?
For two weeks? In fucking Bruges? In a room like this?
For which I assume the person has to get quite close to you, then,
For your honor.
For your integrity.
Four beers in 20 minutes. No problem.
Fuck off, are we!
Fuck off.
Fuck, man! What kind of question is that?
Fuck, man.
Fuck.
Fucking bring that up.
Fucking hell! Where the fuck did you come from?
Fucking unbelievable.
Get down on your
Get down on your knees and open your mouth.
Get out of this business and try to do something good.
Getting past security men, it's sort of my job.
Give me a call when he's dead.
Give me me gun back. You're not getting it back.
Give us a gram, then.
God, you're pretty.
Good. There'll be a man there tomorrow morning at 9:00, his name's Yuri.
Got a date for tomorrow night.
Great hitman I turned out to be.
Great! Now the whole night's ruined!
Guilt and sins and
Harry called last night.
Harry can get guns anywhere.
Harry Waters got him.
Harry Waters says hello.
Harry, he's definitely gone.
Harry, I know you gotta do what you gotta do.
Harry, let's face it.
Harry, swear not to start shooting until she's left the hotel.
Harry!
Harry.
Harry.
Harry's here.
Harry's not gonna be mad at you, is he? For letting me go?
Has he killed himself yet? No. So he's not fucking suicidal, is he?
Has he still not called?
Hasn't spoilt it, has it?
Have you been down, like, all the old cobbled streets and that?
Have you been missing something?
Have you got some sort of problem?
He blew the head off a little fucking kid. And you brought him in, Ken.
He came at me with a bottle. What are you gonna do?
He didn't actually say anything.
He didn't even want the Vietnamese on his side!
He does yoga.
He doesn't like being called a midget. He prefers 'dwarf.'
He pauses, even though he should just hit the cunt.
He said this whole trip,
He said, 'Ken, I know I'm awake, but I feel like I'm in a dream.'
He was a good bloke, but when it all comes down to it, you know,
He was a lollipop man.
He was just trying to protect his brother. Like you or I would.
He wasn't a bad kid, was he?
He...What? This gets fucking worse!
He's a walking dead man.
He's dead because of me.
He's definitely gone?
He's in the toilet.
He's not gonna ring tonight.
He's not gonna ring tonight.
He's not...
Hell and all that?
Hello? Where the fuck were you yesterday?
Hello.
Here, cranky, here's 100 for you. We're only gonna be 20 minutes.
Herve Villechaize, I know, did.
Herve Villechaize, off of Fantasy Island.
Hey ho. Drowning your sorrows, huh?
Hey, guys, I wouldn't go up there. It's really narrow.
Hey, hang on. Is Belgium where there were all those child abuse murders lately?
Hmm.
Hmm.
Hmm.
Hmm.
Hmm.
Hmm.
Hmm. Hmm.
Hmm. Shitloads.
Horse tranquilizer.
How can a fairytale town not be somebody's fucking thing?
How can all those canals and bridges and cobbled streets and those churches,
How can fucking swans not fucking be somebody's fucking thing, eh?
How can that be?
How can that not be somebody's fucking thing, eh?
How did you get past the security man?
How does the Vietnamese have any relevance whatsoever
How fucking cool.
How'd your date go?
How's the movie going?
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Huh? What are you talking about?
I 'heet' the Canadian? I don't know what you're talking about.
I accept it. Totally.
I also know that he was just trying to protect his brother, you know?
I called it off tonight. I told him not to come tonight.
I can't see out of this eye, Chloe! I have to go to the hospital!
I completely promise, Harry.
I could see it in his eyes when I was telling him about the alcoves.
I didn't agree to that.
I didn't come here to shoot 20 black 10 year olds in a fucking drive by.
I didn't even know where Bruges fucking was.
I didn't mean to be taking the piss out of it being a fairytale place.
I do want the guy dead. I want him fucking crucified.
I don't hit women! I would never hit a woman, Chloe!
I don't know any Belgian jokes.
I don't know why.
I don't know, Harry, the door's closed.
I don't know, Ray. I don't know what I believe.
I don't like Bruges, it's a shithole.
I don't try and help her carry her shopping, I don't go that far,
I don't try and help her carry her shopping, I don't go that far,
I don't wanna die just because of your fucking arrogance. Uh huh.
I don't want to appear ungrateful, but it seemed like all the money he had.
I don't want to run out there, come back in 10 minutes
I feel a bit bad. They didn't kill John Lennon, did they?
I fucking knew it was too good to be true!
I guess at least there weren't any black people involved, eh, Jimmy?
I had
I had a lovely time when I was there.
I have to make a call.
I have to reconcile myself with the fact that, yes, I have killed people.
I haven't had a shag in months!
I hope your midget doesn't kill himself. Your dream sequence will be fucked.
I just knew someone like you would never like someone like me.
I just wanted to make you feel bad.
I killed a little boy!
I killed a little boy. You keep bringing up fucking lollipop men!
I knew he wouldn't kill the guy.
I knew you'd have never shagged me, normally.
I know I didn't mean to.
I know I shouldn't,
I know it's gonna be a shithole.
I know that in my heart.
I know what you're trying to talk about.
I like it here.
I love you.
I mean, basically, if you're robbing a man and you're only carrying blanks,
I mean, he might have wanted to come here when he got older.
I mean, it's all windy stairs. I'm not being funny.
I might just have to fucking shoot you right here.
I need the key to the room right now.
I quite like this one.
I realize that, Harry. The boy wanted to have a look anyway.
I refused, obviously, but he was quite insistent.
I retract that bit about your cunt fucking kids.
I retracted it, didn't I?
I said I didn't mind as long as it's healthy, of course.
I said you, Father. What, are you deaf?
I said, 'Why don't you go have a drink, you say you've been cooped up?'
I saw your midget today. Little prick didn't even say hello.
I see.
I sell cocaine and heroin to Belgian film crews.
I shoot people for money.
I shot him down.
I suppose it's cheaper.
I suppose they must get really sad about, like,
I swear not to start shooting till she's left the hotel. I totally swear.
I swear not to start shooting till she's left the hotel. I totally swear.
I think I'm heading home.
I think you have a couple of rooms booked under Cranham and Blakely?
I think you need to weigh up all your options
I thought I'd get a better price for my pussy here.
I thought you didn't like Bruges.
I thought you wanted the guy dead?
I thought you were laying off, because it makes you depressed?
I used to hate history, didn't you?
I want a normal gun for a normal person.
I want to be a dead man.
I was on a very strong horse tranquilizer today.
I was trying to rob him and he took my gun from me.
I was upset.
I wasn't gonna go through with it, Ray.
I wasn't talking about...
I wasn't waving hello to anybody, except maybe to a horse.
I wasn't...
I will always have killed that little boy.
I wouldn't be in fucking Bruges.
I wouldn't have thought twice.
I'd have killed myself on the fucking spot. On the fucking spot.
I'd have stuck the gun in me mouth on the fucking spot!
I'd hit a woman who was trying to hit me with a bottle!
I'd like to go to see Bruges again before I die.
I'd never hit a woman generally, Chloe. Don't think that.
I'll cheer up. I'll cheer up.
I'll drive you.
I'll get all the money back to you soon as I get through to me friend.
I'll head back in a couple of hours or something.
I'll sort out Harry.
I'll tell you what I am at dinner tomorrow night.
I'm a nice person.
I'm allowed to.
I'm assuming you've got your gun on you.
I'm glad I got to see it.
I'm glad we were able to give him something.
I'm gonna die now, I think.
I'm gonna go back to me room, jump into the canal,
I'm just saying.
I'm not allowed to and you are? How's that fair?
I'm not being funny, we can't stay here.
I'm not fighting anymore, Harry.
I'm not from South Central Los fucking Angeles.
I'm not gonna risk having another little kid die, am I?
I'm not sure if it's really his cup of tea.
I'm really sorry for karate chopping you the other night.
I'm sorry for calling you an inanimate object.
I'm sorry, Chloe.
I'm sorry, Ken.
I'm sorry?
I'm suicidal, me mate tries to kill me,
I'm suicidal. You're suicidal. Everybody's fucking suicidal!
I'm totally in your debt.
I'm trying to get me head around it, but I can't.
I'm very happy for you.
I've also got some acid and some ecstasy.
I've got four grams on me and one gram in me,
I've got to go to Bruges.
If he'd come at you with his bare hands, that'd be different.
If I were to murder a man, I would murder him here.
If I'd grown up on a farm and was retarded, Bruges might impress me.
If the buck don't stop with him, where does it stop?
If the two of you weren't laughing straight in my fucking face!
In all of your stupid life.
In another life.
In Bruges?
In here it says, 'The Belgians twice sheltered fugitive English Kings
In my book, though, sorry, someone comes at you with a bottle,
In the Belgian film business, which I did already say about before.
In the middle of a thousand fucking Belgians, am I?
Insulting my fucking kids! That's going overboard, mate!
Ireland, originally.
Is he talking to me?
Is it something to do with the phone?
Is there a lot of money to be made in that line of business?
Isn't that what the Vietnamese used to say?
It is a fairytale place.
It is a nice town, Harry.
It is? The guidebook says it's a 'must see'.
It might actually be good for once.
It mightn't have been here when you were here last, Harry.
It stops with me, Harry. That's an easy one.
It was just that initial, dual carriageway thing sort of put him off for a second.
It wouldn't have solved his problem.
It's a bit crowded round here, you know?
It's a case of it's you or him.
It's a fairytale fucking town, isn't it?
It's a former hospital. From the 1100s.
It's a good joke, though.
It's a jumped up Eurotrash piece of rip off fucking bullshit.
It's a matter of honor.
It's a pastiche of Nicholas Roeg's Don't Look Now.
It's all just a load of stuff that's already happened.
It's an inanimate fucking object.
It's called 'sightseeing.'
It's entirely up to you, Harry.
It's entirely your call.
It's for the goddamn movie, man.
It's in Belgium.
It's in Belgium.
It's Jesus' fucking blood, isn't it? Of course you don't fucking have to!
It's just a shame it's in Belgium, really.
It's like a fairytale, isn't it, that place? Yeah.
It's like a fucking fairytale or something.
It's longer than that boy got.
It's not a problem, Raymond.
It's not a shithole.
It's not the R2 D2 man. No, he's still going.
It's said to contain some drops of Jesus Christ's blood.
It's something to do with Ken.
It's very pretty.
It's what I do.
Jeez, he swears a lot, doesn't he?
Jesus!
Jimmy, I've been wanting to say
Just 'cause you're standing about like Robert fucking Powell.
Just children.
Just don't get into any fucking trouble.
Just forget about home for a while.
Just go away somewhere,
Just horseshit.
Just let him come up, it's okay.
Just tell him I'll have probably killed meself in a fortnight, anyway.
Just try not to say anything too loud or crass.
Keep driving!
Keep on moving.
Keep the fucking noise down!
Keeps going on about Hell and purgatory:
Ken, I grew up in Dublin. I love Dublin.
Ken, stop messing about, please.
Ken!
Ken! Ken!
Ken?
Ken?
Kiss my ass!
Lady, get out of my fucking way, please.
Learn a new language, maybe?
Leave my kids fucking out of it. What have they done?
Let me get this right. Not only have you refused to kill the boy,
Let me get this right. You were down in the park?
Let me see it.
Let's go out and have a look at some of the...
Let's go out.
Let's go up the bell tower.
Like a big, fat, fucking retarded, fucking black girl
Like some 5 year old who's dropped all his sweets?
Like Tottenham.
Like, if there's an old lady, carrying her shopping home,
Like, in a bad way?
Listen to this noise.
Listen, I'm gonna give you some money and put you on a train somewhere.
Listen, I'm just glad that I was able to do something for the boy before he went.
Listen, take down this address. Raamstraat 17.
Listen, we're filming down by the pointy building tonight.
Look, don't get shirty, Ken.
Look, I didn't know she had a boyfriend, all right?
Look, I'm not gonna do nothing to you
Lots of midgets:
Marie?
Maybe have some more cunt kids.
Maybe I go away.
Me first fucking job.
Me gun gets nicked and we're still in fucking Bruges.
Meaning, like, in a good dream?
Meeting Yuri.
Mine's a bloody girl's gun.
Miss?
Mmm hmm.
Morning.
Motherfucker.
Mr. Blakely said you had left.
Mr. Blakely?
Mr. Waters said that might be necessary.
Mr. Waters? Mr. Waters?
Must be recent.
My arse, 'Let's go.' They're filming midgets.
My date involved two instances of extreme violence.
My fucking leg!
My gun.
My room faces onto the canal, right?
My vote would be we quietly sightsee, like he says,
My wife was black.
Nice.
No news is good news, eh?
No way. It's supposed to be open till 7:00.
No way. You're way too far away.
No, Harry.
No, he was glad to get out.
No, I don't know if they've got bowling anywhere. Could have a look.
No, I won't let you up there! Put that gun away, right now!
No, I won't. I won't get out of your way.
No, I'm afraid we're fully booked.
No, I'm from Amsterdam.
No, not a shoplifter.
No, what's it said to contain?
No, you're not!
No!
No!
No! That's not true, I...
No.
No.
No. Still hasn't called.
No. What I think I asked you was, 'Could you go blow his fucking head off for me?'
Not a pastiche, but a...
Not many people. Most of them were not very nice people.
Not out of anger, not out of nothing. For money.
Nothing, Harry.
Nothing.
Now it seems a prerequisite to be a fucking bum boy!
Now who's the fucking bum boy?
Now, this is more like it. Proper holidays.
Now, you lot be good for your mummy and Imamoto, okay?
Number three, you better fucking be in tomorrow night when I fucking call again
Number two, why doesn't this hotel have phones with fucking voicemail
Oddly? How?
Of course I'm going to fucking do it.
Of course there hasn't, it's a shithole.
Of course you can't fucking see! I just shot a blank in your fucking eyes!
Of course you don't fucking have to!
Of course you're gonna blow your head off!
Of the one million towns in mainland Europe it's possible to be in, other than here.
Oh, good. I'm glad he likes it there.
Oh, I also have some dumdums.
Oh, Ken!
Oh, look at that.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Look at that girl.
Oh, no.
Oh, right about now, Ray is in one or other
Oh, sorry.
Oh, we shall strike a balance between culture and fun.
Oh, yeah?
Oh, you say it.
Oh.
Okay? Great.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay. On a count of 'one, two, three, go,' okay?
On a seesaw, opposite
On top of calling me a cunt and calling me kids cunts.
One gay beer for my gay friend,
One gay beer, please.
One instance of her hand on my cock and my finger up her thing,
One instance of me stealing five grams of her very high quality cocaine,
One of the girls they murdered was a friend of mine.
One of the girls they murdered wasn't a friend of mine.
One twin room. Booked for two weeks.
One, two, three, go!
Only been in Bruges one day, got a date with a girl in the film business,
Or a woman who could do karate.
Or Coventry.
Or there'll be fucking Hell to pay, I'm fucking telling you, Harry.
Out of Jesus of fucking Nazareth!
Pardon me? Why?
People go around calling you a midget when you want to be called a dwarf.
People looking at them and laughing at them.
Pick up your gun. I know I'm going to beat you anyway
Pizza, at Pizza Hut.
Priests. Children. You know, the usual.
Prison, death, it didn't matter.
Purgatory?
Purgatory.
Purgatory's kind of like the in betweeny one.
Quickly, now!
Raamstraat 17.
Ray did?
Ray, come on, let's go.
Ray, did we or did we not agree
Ray, don't!
Ray, I really don't like to say this.
Ray, there's only blanks in that gun.
Ray, we've only just got off the fucking train.
Ray, you're about the worst tourist in the whole world.
Ray!
Ray? Why don't you go out down to the pub for half an hour?
Right, you.
Right. If you go outside and round the corner,
Ring me on the public phone at Jimmy Driscoll's
See how the land lies in six years, seven years.
See if I can swim to the other side and escape.
See, Jimmy,
See, Jimmy,
See, Ken, this is the kind of hotel Harry should have put us in.
Seven years is not that long.
She ain't my girlfriend. She's a prostitute I just picked up.
She'd probably think you were just trying to nick her shopping.
She's gorgeous!
Shit!
Shithole.
Short arse!
Shortly thereafter, the instructions came through.
Silencer, too.
So he's having a really nice time?
So if I collapse any minute now, please remember to tell the doctors
So if the buck don't stop with him, where does it stop?
So if you need to do your worst, do your worst.
So tell me, Jim, whose side do I fight on in this wonderful war?
So what is it you do, Chloe?
So why don't you stop whingeing and cheer the fuck up?
So you can fuck off!
So, all in all, my evening pretty much balanced out fine.
So, hang on, I go outside, then I go which way, right or left?
So, hang on.
So, is he having a nice time, seeing all the canals and that?
So, like, I believe in trying to lead a good life.
So, on this scene, you're supposed to walk like a little, tiny mouse, yeah?
So, what do you do, Raymond?
So, where the fuck am I supposed to stand in all this blood and carnage?
So, you've insulted my hometown.
Somehow I believe, Ken, that the balance shall tip in the favor of culture.
Something good and happy. Because he wasn't a bad kid, was he?
Sorry about the message last night. The man who left it is a bit of a...
Sorry, Ken.
Still leaves you being a cunt.
Stop whingeing like a big gay baby.
Sure he didn't mind?
Sure, I can hardly do English.
Take
Take your pick, Mr. Waters.
Tell me how saying...
Thank you.
Thanks for the gun, Yuri.
That ain't ever going away. Ever.
That don't mean he's gone. Go check outside the door.
That is a deadly weapon, he's gotta take the consequences.
That it might have something to do with the coke.
That statement makes no fucking sense at all.
That there is called the Gruuthuse Museum.
That was way out of order.
That way, we leave this lady and her baby out of the whole, entire thing.
That wouldn't have been fair.
That Yuri bloke's a funny fella, isn't he?
That's 'Raam,' like 'Ram,' but with an extra 'a'
That's different. That's self defense, isn't it?
That's for John Lennon, you Yankee fucking cunt!
That's fucking unbelievable!
That's him! That's the motherfucker.
That's how it is!
That's just cocaine.
That's just cocaine.
That's my fucking girlfriend, you asshole.
That's not gonna help you, man.
That's one thing I like about Europe, though.
That's right, Ray.
That's you, Harry. The boy has the capacity to change.
That's...
The alcoves in the Koningin Astrid Park.
The Bahamas, maybe.
The bar to the left.
The Belgian film business.
The blacks, man. That's obvious.
The blacks. What about...
The boy had to be given a chance.
The boy had to be let go.
The boy has the capacity to do something decent with his life.
The dwarf off, I think, The Time Bandits, did.
The guy Ray, he's downstairs at the bar.
The guy you're looking for,
The Last Judgment and the afterlife.
The little boy.
The little boy.
The most beautiful woman
The psycho dwarf turns out to just be a loveable little schoolboy,
The rest of the acid and the ecstasy.
The same as in England.
The things that have gone between us in the past,
The tower is closed this evening.
The tower is closed this evening.
The view of what? The view of down here? I can see that from down here.
The view.
The whites are gonna get their heads kicked in!
Then I do know a Belgian joke.
Then we check the papers again, and if there's still nothing in them,
Then we stay here for two weeks.
Then what are we gonna do? We can't stand here all night.
There are a lot of alcoves in the Koningin Astrid Park.
There is in priests. There isn't in children.
There was this sort of freezing fog hanging over everything,
There'd be too many people coming to see it. It would spoil the whole thing.
There's a Christmas tree somewhere in London
There's another famous midget I'm missing, but I can't remember.
There's gonna be a war between all the blacks and all the whites.
There's gonna be a war between the blacks and between the whites.
There's gonna be a war, man.
They all have funny names, don't they?
They can be deadly weapons, too. I mean, what if he knew karate, say?
They're doing a film about a midget.
They're filming something. They're filming midgets!
They're great, aren't they?
They're not going up there.
Think of a hard one.
This ain't gonna be a war where you pick your side.
This fellow, Danny Aliband's brother.
This is my vote on what we should do.
This is the best bit of Bruges so far. You and your buildings.
This is the life.
This movie, I think it's gonna be a very good one.
This whole being in Bruges thing,
To myself and my girlfriend having to breathe
To see the swans and the Gothic and all the fairytale stuff, eh?
Today the tower is closed.
Try not to think about it.
Trying to get rid of me coins.
Turned back into liquid from dried blood.
Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf.
Two weeks!
Uh huh.
Um...
Undeniably true.
Undeniably true.