Death Proof – Tarantino (Inglese – Eng)

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Grindhouse – A prova di morte, film statunitense del 2007 con Kurt Russell, regia di Quentin Tarantino.

I can drive this baby into a brick wall doing 125 miles an hour. Just for the experience.

Stuntman Mike – Kurt Russell

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  • Pam: Hey, Warren! Is there anybody in this place you could vouch for to give me a ride home?
  • Stuntman Mike: Fair lady. Your chariot awaits.
  • Pam: You’ve been eavesdropping?
  • Stuntman Mike: There’s eavesdropping and can’t help but hear. I think I belong in the latter category.
  • Pam: So, Icy Hot… You offering me a ride home?
  • Stuntman Mike: I’m offering you a lift. If when I’m ready to leave, you are too.
  • Pam: And when are you thinking about leaving?
  • Stuntman Mike: Truthfully, I’m not thinking about it.
  • Pam: But when I do…
  • Stuntman Mike: You will be the first to know.
  • Pam: Will you be able to drive later?
  • Stuntman Mike: I know looks can be deceiving.
  • Pam: But I’m a teetotaler.
  • Stuntman Mike: I’ve been drinking club soda and lime all night. Now I’m building up to my big drink.
  • Pam: Which is what?
  • Stuntman Mike: Virgin Pina Colada.
  • Pam: Okay. Why would someone who doesn’t drink…spend hours at a bar drinking water?
  • Stuntman Mike: You know a bar offers all kinds of things other than alcohol.
  • Pam: Really? Like what?
  • Stuntman Mike: Women. Nacho Grande Platters. The fellowship of some fascinating individuals … like Warren here.
  • Pam: Fair enough. So what’s your name, Icy?
  • Stuntman Mike: Stuntman Mike.
  • Pam: Stuntman Mike’s, your name?
  • Stuntman Mike: You ask anybody.
  • Pam: Hey, Warren. Who is this guy?
  • Warren: Stuntman Mike.
  • Pam: And who the hell is Stuntman Mike?
  • Warren: He’s a stuntman.

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  • Pam: Wow. That’s fucking scary.
  • Stuntman Mike: Well, I wanted to be impressive, and… Scary tends to impress.
  • Pam: Is it safe?
  • Stuntman Mike: No, it’s better than safe. It’s Death Proof.
  • Pam: How do you make a car death proof?
  • Stuntman Mike: Well, that’s what stuntmen do. You’ve seen a movie where a car gets into some smash up…there ain’t no way in hell anybody’s walkin’ away from?
  • Pam: Yeah.
  • Stuntman Mike: Well…How do you think they accomplish that?
  • Pam: CGI?
  • Stuntman Mike: Well, unfortunately Pam, nowadays, more often than not you’re right. But back in the all or nothing days… The Vanishing Point days, the Dirty Mary Crazy Larry days, The White Line Fever days… Real cars smashing into real cars. Real dumb people driving them. So give the stunt team the car you wanna smash up. They take her, reinforce that fucker everywhere and… Voila! You got yourself a death proof automobile.
  • Pam: That makes sense. I just didn’t know you can make a car death proof.
  • Stuntman Mike: I can drive this baby into a brick wall doing 125 miles an hour. Just for the experience.
  • Pam: Why is your passenger seat in a box?
  • Stuntman Mike: Well this is a movie car. Sometimes when you’re shooting a crash, the director wants to put a camera in the car. And he’ll shoot the crash from the inside. That’s where you put the camera. They call it a crash box here. There you go.
  • Pam: You know when you asked to drive me home… You didn’t mention your car didn’t have a passenger seat.
  • Stuntman Mike: Actually, I didn’t ask to drive you home. You asked me for a ride, and I said, yes. But look at the bright side Pam. I won’t be getting fresh putting my hand on your knee.
  • Pam: That is the bright side.
  • Stuntman Mike: I thought so.

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  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Dr. Block. Well, what’s the patient’s prognosis, Dr. Block?
  • Dr. Block: I don’t really see it’s any of your business.
  • Son Number One: Come on now, sis. You just tell us. How bad is he?
  • Dr. Block: He got banged up real good. Busted nose, broken collarbone, smashed up his left index finger.
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Is that it?
  • Dr. Block: He was real lucky. That’ll be all?
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Why, that’s more than enough, and I wanna thank you, Dr. Block.
  • Dr. Block: Son of a bitch!
  • Son Number One: So, Pop, what do you think?
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Well, son number one, what I think is so goddamn ghoulish, I hesitate to speak it out loud.
  • Son Number One: Well, give it a shot.
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Well, what we have here is a case of vehicular homicide. That old boy in there murdered them pretty little gals. I mean, he used a car and not a hatchet, but they dead just the same.
  • Son Number One: Well, what are you gonna do?
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Not a goddamn thing. The DA says ain’t no crime here. Every one of them gals was swimming in alcohol and floating on weed. And old Hooper in there came out clean as a whistle.
  • Son Number One: Now, you actually think that he premeditatedly murdered them gals?
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Well, I can’t prove it, but since thinking don’t cost nothing, I can think it, and I do.
  • Son Number One: Yeah, but, Pop, he got pretty banged up hisself.
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Well, hell, yeah, he got banged up, but God damn! Them pretty little gals look like a goddamn giant chewed ‘em up and spit ‘em out.
  • Son Number One: Any of ‘em survive?
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Shit. Two tons of metal 200 miles an hour, flesh and bone and plain old Newton… They all princess died.
  • Son Number One: Why?
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Well, I’d guestimate it’s a sex thing. The only way I can figure it. High-velocity impact, twisted metal, busted glass, all four souls taken exactly at the same time. Probably the only way that diabolical degenerate can shoot his goo. Yeah, I think the only thing we can dream of getting that bastard on is vehicular manslaughter for the hitchhiker in the death box. That was just plain old goddamn reckless endangerment. But I got me a goddamn bartender gonna testify that old Stuntman Mike didn’t drink a drop all night, and his passenger was left stranded by her date in the goddamn rain, no less, and she asked him for the fucking ride. Now, on paper, it’s gonna look like he’s just trying to help her out. I mean, that’s the way the jury’s gonna see it.
  • Son Number One: So what are you gonna do, Pop?
  • Sheriff Earl McGraw: Well, I can take it upon myself to work the case, you know, in my off hours. Search for evidence, you know, to prove my theory. Alert authorities. Dog that rotten son of a bitch. Wherever he goes, I go. Or I can spend the same goddamn amount of time and energy following the NASCAR circuit. Hmm. I thought about it a lot. I think I’d have a hell of lot happier life if I did the latter. And just because I can’t punish old… Frankenstein in there for what he’s done, I’m gonna tell you like the Lord told John. If he ever does it again, I can make goddamn sure he don’t do it in Texas.

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  • Stuntman Mike: Do I frighten you? Is it my scar?
  • Arlene: It’s your car.
  • Stuntman Mike: Yeah, I know. Sorry. It’s my mom’s car.

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  • Pam: You got some voucher here. I asked him what movies you worked on. No fucking clue.
  • Warren: Well technically, I really don’t know if he’s ever done anything for sure. He shows me an episode of “High Chaparral” – a guy falls off the horse. He says it’s him.
  • Stuntman Mike: Do you know the show “The Virginian”? There was another actor on that show Gary Clarke And I look like him a bit. Obviously before I cut myself shaving.
  • Pam: I like it.
  • Stuntman Mike: Well damn if you ain’t so sweet you make sugar taste just like salt. Anyway, I did a lot of Virginians doubling Gery Clark. And… Then that show turned into “The Men of Shiloh” They brought on Lee Majors and I doubled him. From that point on I specialized mostly in car stunts. I did the whole third season of “Vegas” I was Robert Urich’s driving double. And then Bob did another show, “Gavilan” And he brought me with him on that, too. And after that… Do you know any of these shows or people I’m talking about?
  • Pam: Sorry. No.
  • Other Girls: No.
  • Pam: So, how exactly… … does one become a stuntman, Stuntman Mike?
  • Stuntman Mike: Well in Hollywood… Anybody fool enough to throw himself down a flight of stairs… …can usually find somebody to pay him for it. But really, I got into the business.. …why most people get in the stunt business.
  • Pam: How’s that?
  • Stuntman Mike: My brother got me in it.
  • Pam: Who’ your brother?
  • Stuntman Mike: Stuntman Bob.