Words to live by. Your code of conduct. Your mantra. The few simple words that are not discussed, but implied by how you try to live your life. My code came to me on evening in the mega cineplex in 1989.
Dalton: I want you to be nice until it's time to not be nice.
Yes. I hear you, and I understand. But how will I know when it’s time not to be nice?
Dalton: I will tell you.
Should I know anything else about this life altering revelation?
Dalton: All you have to do is follow three simple rules. One, never underestimate your opponent. Expect the unexpected. Two, take it outside. Never start anything inside the bar unless it's absolutely necessary. And three, be nice.
But Mister Dalton, that’s four things; you said four things not three...
Dalton: My way... or the highway.
Well, Mister Dalton, I wasn’t really trying to challenge your authority or start an arguement.
Dalton: People who really want to have a good time won't come to a slaughterhouse. And we've got entirely too many troublemakers here. Too many 40-year-old adolescents, felons, power drinkers and trustees of modern chemistry.
Yeah, I agree, this place you call a nightclub is kind of a craphole.
Dalton: Nobody ever wins a fight.
Sir, I agree with you here, I’m not trying to be contrary.
Emmett: Calling me sir is like putting an elevator in an outhouse. It don't belong.
I’m sorry, why are you here? I mean, you weren’t part of this conversation.
Wade Garrett: This place has a sign hangin' over the urinal that says, "Don't eat the big white mint".
Heh heh, yeah, I saw that when I was drainin’ the main vein. Funny, that. Hey, I like this guy. Dude that mustache is epic!
Wade Garrett: That gal's got entirely too many brains to have an ass like that.
HAHAHA! Oh man, you’re killin’ me!
Dalton: You are such an asshole.
Woah, Dalton, back it down a notch there, turbo! It was Garrett with the snide comment. What am I supposed to do?
Dalton: There's always barber college.
You know, I think I’m outta here. You guys are nuts.
Dalton: Take the biggest guy in the world, shatter his knee and he'll drop like a stone.
Don’t sweat it Mr. Myagi. Save your super awesome logic for the next bouncer. I’m outta here.
Thank you, Roadhouse.
Dalton: I want you to be nice until it's time to not be nice.
Yes. I hear you, and I understand. But how will I know when it’s time not to be nice?
Dalton: I will tell you.
Should I know anything else about this life altering revelation?
Dalton: All you have to do is follow three simple rules. One, never underestimate your opponent. Expect the unexpected. Two, take it outside. Never start anything inside the bar unless it's absolutely necessary. And three, be nice.
But Mister Dalton, that’s four things; you said four things not three...
Dalton: My way... or the highway.
Well, Mister Dalton, I wasn’t really trying to challenge your authority or start an arguement.
Dalton: People who really want to have a good time won't come to a slaughterhouse. And we've got entirely too many troublemakers here. Too many 40-year-old adolescents, felons, power drinkers and trustees of modern chemistry.
Yeah, I agree, this place you call a nightclub is kind of a craphole.
Dalton: Nobody ever wins a fight.
Sir, I agree with you here, I’m not trying to be contrary.
Emmett: Calling me sir is like putting an elevator in an outhouse. It don't belong.
I’m sorry, why are you here? I mean, you weren’t part of this conversation.
Wade Garrett: This place has a sign hangin' over the urinal that says, "Don't eat the big white mint".
Heh heh, yeah, I saw that when I was drainin’ the main vein. Funny, that. Hey, I like this guy. Dude that mustache is epic!
Wade Garrett: That gal's got entirely too many brains to have an ass like that.
HAHAHA! Oh man, you’re killin’ me!
Dalton: You are such an asshole.
Woah, Dalton, back it down a notch there, turbo! It was Garrett with the snide comment. What am I supposed to do?
Dalton: There's always barber college.
You know, I think I’m outta here. You guys are nuts.
Dalton: Take the biggest guy in the world, shatter his knee and he'll drop like a stone.
Don’t sweat it Mr. Myagi. Save your super awesome logic for the next bouncer. I’m outta here.
Thank you, Roadhouse.
Nice pic, Mr. t... told ya so.
ReplyDeleteWait. You're not supposed to eat the big white mint?
ReplyDeleteShit.
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Or the yellow snow, Barrenes, it's kind of a rule. But you're breath will be minty fresh.
ReplyDeleteLinda, I knew that you were Mrs. Right, I didn't know that you were Mrs. Always Right. Heh heh. I kill me. You always brighten my day.