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[SIGHS] BILLIE: You know, this is probably the shittiest weather ever. The shittiest weather on the shittiest boat with the shittiest person. [LAUGHS] Natalie, my sister, said, "He's a loser. He's a loser." They all said it, "He's a fucking loser," and I didn't believe them. So I guess I'm the fucking idiot. And now you're not gonna talk to me? What, you don't feel like fighting? Well, I feel like fucking fighting because I've been up here by myself for four hours on this fucking shithole of a boat. Yeah.
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood
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Now, I'll put you in wardrobe, but you don't stunt, I don't pay you. Appreciate the opportunity, Randy. I won't let you down. You know my wife Janet, don't you? Yeah. Steer clear of her. Now, I admire Cassius Clay, I do. What I admire is, in his sport, there's an element of true combat. When Cassius Clay meets Sonny Liston in the ring, that's not two athletes posturing. That's combat. Two men trying to kill each other right now. If you don't beat him... he kills you. That's beyond athletics. That's beyond Wide World of Sports, you know? That's two warriors engaged in combat. That's what I admire. In martial arts tournaments, they won't let you fight like that. It's very frustrating. You stand in front of a guy, and you just wanna let him have it. Ha! But you can't. So you gotta do this playacting, patty-cake version. Cassius Clay. Sonny Liston. Joe Louis. The colored boxer, not that white kickboxing asshole. They do what they need to do to win. They unleash as much punishment as they have to to defeat the other guy. But in martial arts tournaments, I do to win what they do to win. I unleash all my power. I kill people. MAN: If you fought Cassius Clay, who would win? BRUCE: Well, that would never happen. MAN: But if you did, what do you think would happen?
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood
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Hey, Rick, I gotta ask you something I heard about. Was it true you almost got the McQueen part in The Great Escape? [♪♪♪] - Hilts, isn't it? - Captain Hilts, actually. - Seventeen escape attempts. - Eighteen. Never had an audition. Never had a meeting. Never met John Sturges. So, no, I don't think you could say I... I almost got the part, but... - Tunnel man, engineer. - Flier. I suppose what's called in the American Army, a hotshot pilot. But the story goes, for a brief moment, McQueen almost passed on the movie, and during that brief moment, I, apparently, was on a list of four. You have other plans? I haven't seen Berlin yet from the ground or from the air, and I plan on doing both before the war's over. You and who? - Me and... Me and three Georges. - Which three Georges? Peppard, Maharis and Chakiris. - Oh, man. - Yeah. That's gotta hurt. Yeah, well, I didn't get it, McQueen did it, and, frankly, I never had a chance. [CHUCKLES] Ten days isolation, Hilts. Captain Hilts. Twenty days. Right.
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood
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SAM: Rick Dalton. Sam Wanamaker. - Hey, Sam. - [CHUCKLING] Sorry about the wet hand. Oh, don't worry. I'm used to it with Yul. I want you to know, I'm the one who cast you. And I couldn't be more delighted you're doing this. Oh, well, thank you, Sam. I... I appreciate it. It's a good part. Yeah, it is. Have you met Jim Stacy, the series lead? Uh, not yet, no. No. Well, you guys are going to be dynamite together. Mm. Mm. Well, it sounds exciting. - Yeah, lightning in a bottle. - Mm. Now, you met Sonya, makeup and hair? Hi. And this is Rebekka, who does costumes. Hello. - REBEKKA: Hi. - Howdy. SAM: I want a whole new look for Caleb. I don't want this Western costumed the way they costumed The Big Valley and Bonanza for the last decade. I want a zeitgeist flair to the costumes. [COUGHING] I mean, nothing anachronistic, but where does 1869 and 1969 meet? Especially when it comes to you, Caleb. Mm. Mm. First off, I want to give him a mustache. A big, droopy, Zapata-like mustache. Now, about his jacket. I want to give him a hippie jacket. Something he could wear into the London Fog tonight and look like the hippest guy in the room. Far out. We got a Custer jacket. Fringes all down the arm. It's tan now, but I dye it dark brown, he could hit the Strip in it tonight. That's my girl. Heh. - Now, Rick, about your hair. - What about my hair? I want to go with a different hairstyle. Huh. What? Something more hippie-ish. [STUTTERING] You want me to look like a hippie? Well, think less hippie, more... Hells Angel! [IMITATING ENGINE REVVING] - Right. Say, Sam... - Get me the... Sam. Sam, uh... if you got me covered up in all this... this junk, uh, how's the audience gonna know it's me?
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood