"Hatchet" Harry: How did you get your hands on these, then? Big Chris: The boys had 'em. I know you like these sort of things, wondered if you wanted 'em. "Hatchet" Harry: Yeah, I'll have 'em. Barry the Baptist: Was it hard work getting the money? Bi...
Do not remove a fly from your friend's forehead with a hatchet.
When the tree is down, everyone runs to it with a hatchet to cut wood.
Eddie: Twenty grand, open. "Hatchet" Harry: Thirty thousand. Back to you, already-Eddie. Eddie: Fifty grand. "Hatchet" Harry: Eighty grand. Eddie: One hundred grand. Player: Whoa, whoa, whoa, look fellas, I know... "Hatchet" Harry: I know you're not ...
Do not use a hatchet to remove a fly from your friend's forehead.
Aside from 'Hatchet II' and 'Hatchet III,' I've never repeated myself. I try to keep doing things that are totally different.
"Hatchet" Harry: It's about time you paid our young friends a visit, Chris. Today's the day and mum's the word, and I can't have that, can I? Big Chris: No, 'Arry, you can't. "Hatchet" Harry: I mean, it's a liberty. And I can't have liberties taken, ...
"Hatchet" Harry: Yeah? That you, boy? Eddie: It's Ed, if that's you mean. "Hatchet" Harry: Pay day, ain't it? Eddie: Yeah... I wanted to talk to you about that. "Hatchet" Harry: I'll bet you do. I got half a million nicker sitting here, which means s...
"Hatchet" Harry: You must be Eddie, J.D.'s son. Eddie: Yeah. You must be Harry. Sorry, didn't know your father. "Hatchet" Harry: Never mind son, you just might meet him if you carry on like that.
Doyle: Was you in the nut house for hackin' somebody up with a hatchet? Karl: I never used no hatchet that I remember. Mmm. Doyle: So you're just crazy in a retard kind of way, huh? Wouldn't matter to me if you did do violence on someone. I ain't sca...
Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet.
There is no point in burying the hatchet if you're going to put up a marker on the site.
There's no point in burying a hatchet if you're going to put up a marker on the site.
I felt invincible. My strength was that of a giant. God was certainly standing by me. I smashed five saloons with rocks before I ever took a hatchet.
"Hatchet" Harry: Back to you, already-Eddie.
Gary: Bastard! You fucking bastard! [Firing at "Hatchet" Harry]
I must go down to the seas again to find where I buried the hatchet with Yesterday.
I kind of miss the hatchet days of Mr. Fairchild at 'WWD', when they really took no prisoners and there was sort of outrageous favoritism and its inverse.
"Hatchet" Harry: Don't go spending it all at once, boy.
Cop: Sir! There's no sign of the target. Marv: Here's a sign. [comes up behind cop and swings hatchet into the cop's crotch]
"Hatchet" Harry: I don't want to know who you use, as long as they're not complete muppets.
