Bullitt County (2018)
Mike C. Nelson: Gordie
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Carolyn : Waaaaayyy back durin' Prohibition times, the government was hammerin' down on all the distilleries, and the Bullitt family of Bullitt County had one of the biggest. Ergo, a big target on their back. So, the legend goes that they took all their money out in the Bullitt County wilderness and buried it. Supposedly millions.
Gordie : And?
Carolyn : And what?
Gordie : That's kind of a short legend.
Carolyn : Well I don't have a lot of practice tellin' it to make it all flowery.
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The Mr. : What are you, a history nut or a gun nut?
Gordie : I guess a little bit of both. Fiction was definitely not my thing. I didn't care too much about something somebody just made up out of thin air, you know? Hence, the history books.
The Mr. : Yeah, well, they say that history is written by the victors.
Gordie : Which is probably why I'm a gun nut.
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Gordie : You know when people look back on their lives and they regret not doing something? Something that could've changed their lives? This is that crossroads, right here. I, for one, am not gonna turn into some fifty-year-old blob of shit, who's, you know, sittin' around in a shitty house wearing a shitty robe obsessing over the one day that we could've all taken a little trek off the beaten path and, I don't know, potentially found Bullitt motherfuckin' treasure.
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Robin : You know, some people can dig themselves out of their holes. Not Gordie Solomon.
Gordie : You know I have a gun, right?
Robin : You tell yourself you're such a loyal, caring, and selfless friend so you don't have to face what you really are.
Gordie : What's that? A Pisces?
Robin : You're nothing.
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Gordie : You know, before I headed off to college and met all you guys, I spent one of those summers trying to "find myself." Which is ridiculous because trying to find yourself straight out of high school is like nailing Jell-O to the wall. But there I was, I'd saved up some money, you know, I'm gonna head out to Big Sur and rough it for a few months. And I wanted to see the Pacific - I had never seen it before. I had never seen a state outside of Indiana for that matter. So there I am, I'm at Big Sur and the first thing I do is, I just start trudging it up this mountain. I'm gonna get to the tippy-top of this mountain so I can watch the sunset over the Pacific, and, you know...
Wayne : Find yourself.
Gordie : Man, that sounds really stupid. But at the time, you know, yeah, of course. So, there I am, I'm hoofin' it up this mountain, and I'm not taking my eyes off the top, I'm just going and going and going, watching so I don't fall down. But I'm not as fast as the sun setting. So by the time I get to the top, it's pitch-black. So I turn around to head back down, and BOOM, there she is. The Pacific. She had been at my back the entire time. If I had turned around once, you know, I would've been able to see the sun set over her, but...
Wayne : [beat, smiles] You told me that before.
Gordie : It's a sad fuckin' story, man.
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Keaton : Hey guys, uh, new plan. I'm not digging for treasure anymore, I'm now digging my own grave. So, when I'm done... JUST FUCKING BURY ME PLEASE.
Gordie : [fake sneeze] Groom card!
Keaton : I'm gonna beat you to death with this, man, I swear to god I will beat you to death...
Gordie : With that? How much did you save on that there kiddie shovel, Mr. Merlot?
Keaton : Fifty-nine cents, bitch.
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Gordie : There was a guy at a meeting once that said he kept a Vodka shooter in his pocket to remind him of his weakness. I mean that's all those meetings really were was reminders of my weakness. And for ten fucking years that's all I did. I just wallowed in it. I wallowed in my weakness.
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Big Aviators : Some chicks don't know how they are till they've loosened up a little bit with some drinks.
Gordie : Maybe she wasn't clear enough, so allow me to be clearer: Fuck. Off.
Big Aviators : You know, that's not what I heard her say. I heard her say she just might need a good ol-fashioned Kentucky-fuckin'.
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Gordie : Because it gives your life meaning and gets you closer to that "Truth" with a capital "T." And you said that all meaningful stories, no matter how fantastical or not real they are, hold some of those deep truths.
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Robin : You're seeing things...
Gordie : Yeah, a lot clearer now. And I just need you to know something. Look at me. Robin, I would never do anything to hurt you. Never ever ever ever. Never ever ever do anything to hurt you.
Robin : Ten years, man. Ten fucking years. I thought you were better than this.
Gordie : That's a sad fuckin' story.
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Gordie : I had a little bit of a spill back there. Hurt my head real bad. It's got me seein' double...
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Gordie : [takes a deep hit off a joint, coughs and spits] Keats, was this buried in your backpack since high school?
Keaton : No, I got that just last week, from a guy who knew a guy.
Gordie : How much did you pay for this shit?
Robin : Okay, it can't be that bad. Here, let me try it.
Keaton : I'm not a cheapskate with everything, some things I actually do spend some money on...
Robin : [Robin takes a hit, coughs violently]
Keaton : Not a lot...
Robin : That is some evil shit, Keats.
Gordie : [takes the joint back] I'll fall on the grenade. Buncha stems and seeds, but it's something.
Keaton : The dealer says that's the best part.
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The Mr. : Where did you serve?
Gordie : That obvious, huh?
The Mr. : Oh I know a fellow serviceman when I see one.
Gordie : I don't know how much you can call it "servin'." I was called up by Uncle Sam, hopped on an airplane, then a helicopter, and I landed in the middle of Saigon, it was January 29th, 1968.
The Mr. : That is some bad luck, kid.
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Gordie : You took a drunk on the fuckin' Bourbon Trail. What were you fucking thinking?
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Keaton : It didn't make a difference whether we had the money or not. They thought we did without any proof or anything. You saw him, Gordie. You saw him, he went for that rifle, but you got to it first. He was gonna shoot me. You saved my life. You saved me. He was gonna kill me.
Gordie : I killed him...
Keaton : Yeah, but don't you get it? The legend was real. It was real. I can't fucking believe it myself. You wanted to come out into the woods and look for buried treasure. Well here you go! Buried fuckin' treasure. This right here, this is "Truth" with a capital "T."