Memorable Quotes from Snatch
You like dags?
It’s not a gun. It’s a replica.
I do not see any twist, Sol.
You gotta be a proper nutter to shoot someone like that.
I’m not sure I agree with your police work there, Lou.
Keep that dog away from the airplanes. He’ll have ’em over.
Why’d you go sticking your nose in his business?
Do you know what nemesis means?
I’m gonna get you to hospital, you’re gonna be all right.
You’re gonna have to repeat that.
Can’t we have one toothing conversation…
Nonsense, we haven’t begun to be ridiculous.
I mean, it’s not many people I’d move out the way of a car for.
What ya gonna do with the money, Turkish?
You’re the one who told him the gun was a replica.
Why do they call him the Bullet-Dodger?
Only dogs are gonna hear it, come on.
Fascinating doingings, you’re going to make me faint.
What’s wrong with Patrick?
This is my dad’s car, we can’t be ripping up its seats.
Shoot him?
Legs, Bertie. You haven’t got that comanche Apache.
It seems to me that hell can be a very funny place.
See, he’s not your mother’s Tommy.
Guns for show, knives for a pro.
Good dags. D’ya like dags?
Who the hell is gonna want to steal a coffin, and, second of all…
Buggin’ hell, that was quick. Now, what’s happening?
This car isn’t going to get us to London any faster, you know.
Not yet, I think we’ll hang on to it for now.
You must be speechless, Harry. Surely a first.
We’re in too deep. They won’t let us walk away.
What the f*ck is going on here?
What’s the verdict then, specialist?
Oh, great. He’s done a run with my money.
I don’t know why the f*ck I listen to you, Barry.
Nobody knows… is it Dave? Is it Wayne? Is it Frank? Arsehole, what’s the difference?
He looks like a ragdoll.
Good for you, Conan. You pass go, collect two hundred pounds.
Piled straight into a wheelie bin.
We ran, but we couldn’t f*cking hide.
Can’t you see it makes sense?
We only got a couple days.
You know, some people think they’re hard for putting in wallpaper.
Then, they started getting bigger and shineyer and knobblier.
You called a sh*t a sh*t.
You know we haven’t got a single pair of matching shoes?
You stay out all night boozing at eight o’clock in the morning.
There’s a bare-knuckle boxing match tonight, I know it’s not your usual…
Can’t you understand plain English?