I barrel into his arms, my mouth connecting with his. Seizing him. Feeling him. Loving him.
Ten Tiny BreathsSmoke rose from the barrel of the gun like a serpent crawling up from its wicker basket
Family Man - A Short Story of MurderBarry the Baptist: When you dance with the devil, you wait for the song to stop.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsBarry the Baptist: Hello son, would you like a lolly? Little Chris: Piss off, you nonce!
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsSoap: You're not funny, Tom. You're fat, and look as though you should be, but you're not.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsBarfly Jack: He then proceeds to order an Aristotle of the most ping-pong tiddly in the Nuclear sub.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsSoap: A little bit of pain never hurt anybody, if you know what I mean.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsEddie: As you know this puts us in an awkward position... I don't have enough to continue.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels"Hatchet" Harry: I don't want to know who you use, as long as they're not complete muppets.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsSoap: Rory Breaker? That psychotic black dwarf with an Afro? Tom: That would be the same man, yes.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsTom: They lack any kind of criminal credibility. I might get laughed at.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels