From "Boondock Saints":
[a Russian gangster comes into the bar]
Murphy: So you're Chekov, huh? Well, this here's McCoy. Find a Spock, we got us an away team.
***
Connor: [picking out weapons and gear] Do ya know what we need, man? Some rope.
Murphy: Absolutely. What are you, insane?
Connor: No I ain't. Charlie Bronson's always got rope.
Murphy: What?
Connor: Yeah. He's got a lot of rope strapped around him in the movies, and they always end up using it.
Murphy: You've lost it, haven't ya?
Connor: No, I'm serious.
Murphy: That's stupid. Name one thing you'd need a rope for.
Connor: You don't f*ck*n' know what you're gonna need it for. They just always need it.
Murphy: What's this 'they' sh*t? This isn't a movie.
Connor: Oh, right.
[picks up large knife out of Murphy's bag]
Connor: Is that right, Rambo?
Murphy: All right. Get your stupid f*ck*n' rope.
Connor: I'll get my stupid rope. I'll get it. There's a rope right there.
***
Murphy: [the two brothers are in an air shaft and getting a bit uncomfortable] Where the f*ck are you going?
Connor: Shhh. I'm trying to figure some sh*t out, so keep your trap shut.
Murphy: Ahh, f*ck you. I'm sweatin' my ass off carrying your f*ck*n' rope around. Must weigh 30lbs.
Connor: Shhh. This is some serious sh*t, so get a-f*ck*ng-hold of yourself!
Murphy: [shouts] Oh, f*ck you! I'm not the rope-totin', Charlie Bronson-wannabe getting us f*ck*ng lost!
Connor: Would you shut it?
[taps him on the head with his flash light, and both brothers start fighting in the air vent until it gives way]
Connor: Jesus f*ck*ng Christ!
[as the vent is about to give way]
***
[after dropping through the ceiling on a rope and killing nine mobsters]
Connor: Well, "Name one thing you're gonna need this stupid f*ck*ng rope for."
Murphy: That was way easier than I thought it would be.
Connor: Aye.
Murphy: On TV you always have that guy that jumps over the sofa...
Connor: And then you've got to shoot at him for ten f*ck*ng minutes.
Murphy: We're good.
Connor: Yes, we are.