In honor of March and one of my favorite holidays (St. Patrick's day), I give to you:
Boondock Saints - the courtroom scene:
Conner: Now you will receive us.
Murphy: We do not ask for your poor or your hungry.
Conner: We do not want your tired and sick.
Murphy: It is your corrupt we claim.
Conner: It is your evil that will be saught by us.
Murphy: With every breath we shall hunt them down.
Conner: Each day we will spill their blood ‘til it rains down from the skies.
Murphy: Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal. These are principles, which every man of every faith can embrace.
Conner: These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
Murphy: There are varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption, into our domain.
Conner: But if you do you, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day, you will reap it.
Murphy: And we will send you to whatever god you wish.
All three: And shepherds we shall be, for thee my Lord for thee, power hath descended forthfrom thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command. We shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be.
Il Duce: In nomine patrie,
Conner: Et fili
Murphy: Spiritus sancti