Dog Soldiers (2002)
Kevin McKidd: Cooper
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Quotes
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[Cooper tries to push Wells' intestines back into his stomach]
Sergeant Harry Wells : My guts are out Coop!
Cooper : We'll just put 'em back in then!
Sergeant Harry Wells : They're not gonna fucking fit!
Cooper : Of course they'll fit, man!
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Cooper : Werewolves spend most of their time in human form, right? And the only people for miles around live right here.
Spoon : So these things aren't about to give up the fight and go home...
Cooper : They ARE home.
Sgt. Harry Wells : Yeah, that makes perfect sense. I mean, think about it. We bust into their house, we eat all their porridge, we sleep in their fucking beds. No wonder they're pissed.
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[a la Aliens]
Cooper : Remember - short, controlled bursts.
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Cooper : Go on then Bruce, what scares you?
Bruce : The self-destructive nature of the human condition.
Spoon : You're just taking the piss now.
Cooper : What about you, Spoon?
Spoon : Castration.
Cooper : There's no argument there. Joe?
Joe : Only one thing guaranteed to put the shits up me: a penalty shoot-out.
Cooper : Figures. Terry?
Terry : Watching a penalty shoot-out... with Joe.
Bruce : What about you, Coop?
Cooper : Spiders. And women. And... spider-women.
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Cooper : [quote is a reference to The Matrix] Where's Spoon?
Sergeant Harry Wells : There is no Spoon.
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Spoon : So this bloke walks into a pub right, with a little dog under his arm. Puts it down on the bar, goes and sits down. The bar-tender's lookin' at him thinking "what the fuckin' hell's goin' on here?". Then he looks back at the dog, and to his surprise the dog turns around and...
[Dead cow drops into camp]
Cooper : Fuckin' cow.
Spoon : Fuckin' hell.
[Terry fires at it]
Wells : Cease fire, Terry. Cease fire.
Joe : Terry, what the hell are you doin'? You're firing blanks man.
Wells : Is everyone all right? Is everyone OK?
Spoon : Nah, man, I think I've shit meself.
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Cooper : Sweeping patrols between each of these bunkers - they'll have the whole sector wrapped tighter than an Eskimo's nad-sac.
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[Cooper has just stabbed Ryan with the PURE silver dagger and is pointing his HP Browning at Ryan's forehead]
Cooper : Do you think it's all over? It is now.
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[Wells trapped in the toilet by attacking werewolves]
Cooper : Sarge. Sarge?
Sergeant Harry Wells : I'M IN THE KHAZI.
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Cooper : Well, Ryan, you heard the score. Maybe one or two of us'll make it through this, but I don't care much for our chances. D'you like football?
Ryan : What? "They think it's all over", and all that crap? No I don't.
Cooper : Yeah, well Joe, you remember Joe? He liked football. He fuckin' lived for it.
Ryan : Is this relevant?
Cooper : He missed the most important match of his life for this bullshit exercise, and now he's dead along with two other mates I'd have rightfully given my right arm for. Too fuckin' right it's relevant.
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Cooper : We go together or we don't fuckin' go!
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Joe : This is bone. This is so fucking bone.
Cooper : Anything else?
Megan : Yeah. What does 'bone' mean?
Spoon : Bone; Bollocks, naff.
Joe : Not. Very. Good.
Megan : Right. Anything else I should know?
Cooper : Call signs. You need to be specific. Upstairs you've got Sergeant Wells who you seem to know inside and out by now. Over there you've got Spoon, the vomiting cavalier is Terry, and the big guy with the axe is Joe.
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Cooper : Roast their bollocks off.
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Sergeant Harry Wells : [referring to the possibility that he is now a werewolf] With Ryan it onlt took a couple of hours mate. It's a full moon. I don't know, maybe it's like when you need to take a piss or something, I don't know. When you gotta go, you gotta fucking go.
Cooper : Yea, well maybe it's more like needing a shite. Just cos you need one doesn't mean you drop your kegs and pinch one off. Anyway, fuck Ryan. Shifty bastard could've been one of those things from the start.
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Cooper : You all right?
Sergeant Harry Wells : Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm peachy, mate.
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Cooper : I'm still not convinced these things didn't just escape from the local nut-house and forget to shave or trim their nails.
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[to Ryan who has just unveiled that he had used Wells' unit as bait to capture a werewolf]
Sergeant Harry Wells : [Hits him] They were MY men!
Cooper : Get up you shit. You know what we can do. Give us a fightin' chance!
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[after discussing how low they are on ammo]
Megan : Tell me. Honestly, what are our chances?
Cooper : Morale seems good, considering. But that will only last as long as the ammunition holds out. Although high spirits are just no substitute for eight hundred rounds a minute, but I don't think that's what you wanted to hear.
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Sergeant Harry Wells : [drunk] Is it your birthday, Coop?
Cooper : No, mate.
Sergeant Harry Wells : Is it my birthday? Hey, hey!
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Cooper : When we blow that fuse that place is gonna go up like Zabriskie Point.
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[Using the flash of a camera to hold back attacking werewolf]
Cooper : Cheese, ya fucker!
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Megan : I'm sorry. When I found you out there tonight I truly believed you were the best chance I had of getting out. But now we have no chance. There is no out there never was. I came here to be at one with nature when I got what I wanted... . now I have to live with it.
Cooper : There's no house in the next glen.
Megan : No.
Cooper : And there were no werewolves in the barn when it blew.
Megan : Not one.
Cooper : And the reason you're not in the photograph is because you took it.
Megan : I never meant to..
Cooper : [interrupts her] you women. Same old shit.
Megan : Being nice to women will get you nowhere Cooper. Being nice to me will get you killed. You may think they're all bitches but... I'm the real thing.
[she starts to transform but she painfully represses it]
Megan : Do you think I like being part of this fucked up family? You think I chose to run with the pack? No. I chose you. But now you're out of luck, and I'm out of time, and all we can do is let nature take its course. They were always here. I just unlocked the door. It's that time of the month.
[Werewolves appear behind her, she lifts her face up hissing with her fangs as her eyes glow yellow]
Sergeant Harry Wells : [Wells shoots Megan in the face causing her fall to backwards] Somebody had to put her out of her misery.
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Cooper : Just fuckin' leg it.
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[Joe's complaining about the quality of the food]
Joe : I'm sick of this pre-packed dog shite.
Bruce : If it's not one thing, it's another, eh Joe?
Spoon : I know, you're like a bear with a sore head.
Terry : Thanks to Cooper's fancy footwork.
Cooper : Yeah, sorry about that Joe. How's your head doing?
Joe : Still in one piece. Knock on wood.
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Cooper : We are gonna make it through this. You know why? I don't scare that easy.
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Cooper : [to Ryan] Yeah, I failed, and I'm bloody glad of it. Because given the choice of taking orders from a toffee-nosed twat like you and sluggin' it out with these guys, I'll take the underdogs any time.
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Cooper : [in reference to Ryan] If he moves, pan him.
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Cooper : I will not kill THAT dog for no reason.
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Cooper : New woman, same old shite.