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World's King · 09-10-2004, 09:11 AM

Okay... Remember in the bathroom scene... the "Fuck You" speech?

I want that.

But I can't find it anywhere. I found a PDF of the script but the speech isn't there. If it was added later then it's gonna be really hard to find. So, I'm using the power of the TFP and asking for a world wide search for it. Yeah. I could just write it down while watching the movie but I don't own the movie. Okay. I could go buy it but I'm lazy and no. And every time I ask for you guys to find me something you always do. So... go... search like the little computer geeks that you are.

Mr. Spacemonkey · 09-10-2004, 09:26 AM

This is really long but ...

(sees "Fuck you!" written on mirror)

Real Monty:
Yeah, fuck you too.

Mirror Monty:
Fuck me? Fuck you. Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it.

Fuck the panhandlers grubbing for money, smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job.

Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. Slow the fuck down!

Fuck the Chelsea Boys with their waxed chests and pumped-up biceps, going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jiggling their dicks on my Channel 35.

Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speakee English.

Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafes, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth, wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from.

Fuck the black-hatted Hasidim strolling up and down 47th Street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff, selling South African apartheid diamonds.

Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas-Gordon Gekko wannabe motherfuckers figuring out new ways to rob hard-working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for fucking life. You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break. Imclone. Adelphia. Worldcom.

Fuck the Puerto Ricans. Twenty to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls. Worst fucking parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dominicans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good.

Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warmup suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their Jason Giambi Louisville Slugger baseball bats trying to audition for "The Sopranos".

Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their $50 Balducci artichoke. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart.

Fuck the Uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every layup to the hoop, and then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended 137 years ago. Move the fuck on.

Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus-violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust!

Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil.

And while you're at it, fuck J.C. He got off easy -- a day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity. Try seven years in fucking Otisville, J.

Fuck Osama bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass cave-dwelling fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your 72 whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel-headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass.

Fuck Jacob Elinsky. Whining malcontent.

Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery, my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass.

Fuck Naturelle Riviera. I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back. Sold me up the river. Fucking bitch.

Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar, sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the Bronx Bombers.

Fuck this whole city and everyone in it, from the row houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho, from the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park Slope to the split-levels in Staten Island, let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fucking ash, and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place.

Real Monty:
No... No. Fuck you Montgomery Brogan. You had it all and you threw it away, you dumb fuck!

(tries to rub off "Fuck you!" from mirror)

World's King · 09-10-2004, 09:30 AM

Damn. You are really good.

Where did you find it?

Mr. Spacemonkey · 09-10-2004, 09:34 AM

I googled "25th hour" "mirror scene" "fuck the" and got one result.

http://lazydic.blogdrive.com/ On the bottom of the page

World's King · 09-10-2004, 10:19 AM

That's cool. I've been wanting this since the movie was in the theaters.

BigGov · 09-10-2004, 06:04 PM

This is one of those creepy topics.

I just saw 25th Hour for the first time last night, watched that scene a couple times, and was thinking of looking for a transcript tonight...

World's King · 09-11-2004, 09:34 AM

Now you don't have to.

Did you like the film?

Mr. Spacemonkey · 09-11-2004, 11:59 AM

You know, I've gotta say that for me, I'm not the biggest Spike Lee fan but I did enjoy this movie. However, I'm a huge Edward Norton fan and he was great in the movie.

09-10-2004, 09:11 AM	#1 (permalink)
World's King Here Location: Denver City Denver	25th Hour Script Okay... Remember in the bathroom scene... the "Fuck You" speech? I want that. But I can't find it anywhere. I found a PDF of the script but the speech isn't there. If it was added later then it's gonna be really hard to find. So, I'm using the power of the TFP and asking for a world wide search for it. Yeah. I could just write it down while watching the movie but I don't own the movie. Okay. I could go buy it but I'm lazy and no. And every time I ask for you guys to find me something you always do. So... go... search like the little computer geeks that you are. __________________ heavy is the head that wears the crown

09-10-2004, 09:26 AM	#2 (permalink)
Mr. Spacemonkey Wake up Location: Nowhere special	This is really long but ... (sees "Fuck you!" written on mirror) Real Monty: Yeah, fuck you too. Mirror Monty: Fuck me? Fuck you. Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers grubbing for money, smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job. Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. Slow the fuck down! Fuck the Chelsea Boys with their waxed chests and pumped-up biceps, going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jiggling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speakee English. Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafes, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth, wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from. Fuck the black-hatted Hasidim strolling up and down 47th Street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff, selling South African apartheid diamonds. Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas-Gordon Gekko wannabe motherfuckers figuring out new ways to rob hard-working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for fucking life. You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break. Imclone. Adelphia. Worldcom. Fuck the Puerto Ricans. Twenty to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls. Worst fucking parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dominicans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warmup suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their Jason Giambi Louisville Slugger baseball bats trying to audition for "The Sopranos". Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their $50 Balducci artichoke. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart. Fuck the Uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every layup to the hoop, and then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended 137 years ago. Move the fuck on. Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus-violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck J.C. He got off easy -- a day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity. Try seven years in fucking Otisville, J. Fuck Osama bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass cave-dwelling fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your 72 whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel-headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass. Fuck Jacob Elinsky. Whining malcontent. Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery, my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass. Fuck Naturelle Riviera. I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back. Sold me up the river. Fucking bitch. Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar, sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the Bronx Bombers. Fuck this whole city and everyone in it, from the row houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho, from the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park Slope to the split-levels in Staten Island, let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fucking ash, and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place. Real Monty: No... No. Fuck you Montgomery Brogan. You had it all and you threw it away, you dumb fuck! (tries to rub off "Fuck you!" from mirror) __________________ "I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to." -- Donnie Darko

09-10-2004, 09:30 AM	#3 (permalink)
World's King Here Location: Denver City Denver	Damn. You are really good. Where did you find it? __________________ heavy is the head that wears the crown

09-10-2004, 09:34 AM	#4 (permalink)
Mr. Spacemonkey Wake up Location: Nowhere special	I googled "25th hour" "mirror scene" "fuck the" and got one result. http://lazydic.blogdrive.com/ On the bottom of the page __________________ "I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to." -- Donnie Darko

09-10-2004, 10:19 AM	#5 (permalink)
World's King Here Location: Denver City Denver	That's cool. I've been wanting this since the movie was in the theaters. __________________ heavy is the head that wears the crown

09-10-2004, 06:04 PM	#6 (permalink)
BigGov WoW or Class... Location: UWW	This is one of those creepy topics. I just saw 25th Hour for the first time last night, watched that scene a couple times, and was thinking of looking for a transcript tonight... __________________ One day an Englishman, a Scotsman, and an Irishman walked into a pub together. They each bought a pint of Guinness. Just as they were about to enjoy their creamy beverage, three flies landed in each of their pints. The Englishman pushed his beer away in disgust. The Scotsman fished the fly out of his beer and continued drinking it, as if nothing had happened. The Irishman, too, picked the fly out of his drink but then held it out over the beer and yelled "SPIT IT OUT, SPIT IT OUT, YOU BASTARD!"

09-11-2004, 09:34 AM	#7 (permalink)
World's King Here Location: Denver City Denver	Now you don't have to. Did you like the film? __________________ heavy is the head that wears the crown

09-11-2004, 11:59 AM	#8 (permalink)
Mr. Spacemonkey Wake up Location: Nowhere special	You know, I've gotta say that for me, I'm not the biggest Spike Lee fan but I did enjoy this movie. However, I'm a huge Edward Norton fan and he was great in the movie. __________________ "I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to." -- Donnie Darko