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Curtis 2022-04-23 07:01:03
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How does the US version of Infernal Affairs compare to the Hong Kong version? I don't know, the Infernal Affairs has been around for so long that I can't even remember what it was talking about now. But it's not bad for this remake to rank high on IMDB.
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Laurianne 2022-04-20 09:01:03
Angrily hitting one star is a waste.
At first I thought I only learned the shape, but later I found out that I didn't even learn the shape. Can you win an Oscar for this shit? How disgusting this is. Only learned the skin and form, did not learn the essence of Infernal Affairs. It's not a preconceived problem either, a bad film is a...
Mark Philip Patrick
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Billy Costigan: Get your fuckin' hands off me!
Mr. French: [calmly] Hey, hey, hey... do you know me?
Billy Costigan: No, no.
Mr. French: Well, I'm the guy that tells you there are guys you can hit and there's guys you can't. Now, that's not quite a guy you can't hit, but it's almost a guy you can't hit. So I'm gonna make a fuckin' ruling on this right now. You don't fuckin' hit him. You understand?
Billy Costigan: Yeah, excellent. Fine, fine, fine.
Mr. French: I fucking know you. I know your family. You make one more drug deal with that idiot fucking cop-magnet of a cousin of yours and I'll forget your grandmother was so nice to me. I'll cut your fucking nuts off. You understand that?
Billy Costigan: Yeah, yeah, I do.
Mr. French: What are you drinkin'?
Billy Costigan: [embarrassed] A cranberry juice.
Mr. French: What is it, your period?
[to the bartender]
Mr. French: Get him a... cranberry juice.
Mr. French: [to the man] Hey, fuckhead, that's Jackie's nephew.
Man Glassed in Bar: Oh.
Mr. French: What? "Oh" fuckin' what?
[punches the man four times in the face]
Mr. French: Get the fuck outta here.
