Lucky Numbers (2000)

Tim Roth: Gig

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• Gig : It's merely the concept of gravity.

  Russ : No, no, the concept of gravity is when you fall down and break your head open.

  Gig : Well, obviously your glass is half empty.

  Russ : No, my glass is totally empty!

• Russ : You know, you better start taking notes, because when me and Gig start hashing it out there's going to be a lot of gold flying around and I don't want to miss any of it.

  Crystal : [after Russ's lame bomb scare idea]  Right, then the firemen will come and the policemen will come, so kind of a lame idea, you know.

  Russ : Alright, jeez, it's just an idea, it's a work in progress for God's sake. Even a painter's got to take the brushes and clean them.

  Crystal : Whatever that means.

  Russ : Okay! Do you have any better ideas, Ms. Smarty-Pants?

  Crystal : Why can't I just distract Bobby somehow, the security guy? And you switch the balls.

  Russ : No, no, lame. That's lame.

  Gig : No, that's brilliant. No really, it's so simple, it's brilliant. In its simplicity Russ.

  Russ : [after discussing finding a beard]  Oh, og God, okay, I got it. I buy the ticket in disguise! Okay? And this eliminates all the outsiders. That's it, okay. Yeah, yeah, now we're cooking with gas!

  Crystal : I mean, how would you disguise yourself?

  Gig : What, as Charlie Chaplin? As The Tramp or something?

  Crystal : Yeah, or no, like, from the Wizard of Oz. That guy. The Straw Guy.

  Gig : The Straw Man.

  Crystal : Yeah, the Straw Man, he could put some hay in his clothes and wear a hat.

  [Sarcastically] 

  Crystal : No one would know it's him! Ooh, it's clever.

  Gig : Nobody would ever know! No! Russ.

  Russ : It's the Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz. If you're going to make fun of me, get your facts straight.

  Crystal : Well, my apologies sir. I am not the cartoon aficionada _sic_ that you are.

  Russ : It's not a cartoon Crystal, it's a movie.

  Crystal : Who gives a shit!

• Crystal : There is a limit to my classiness!

  Gig : Tch. Quite Obviously.

• Gig : [on the phone with Dale's machine]  Things have gotten a bit sticky over here. Slight change of plans, but nothing your death touch can't soon rectify.