The Bounty Hunter (2010)

Actors

• Tim Monich (miscellaneous crew)
• Jennifer Aniston (actress)
• Neal H. Moritz (producer)
• Carol Kane (actress)
• George Fenton (composer)
• Sean Oliver (miscellaneous crew)
• Jeff Garlin (actor)
• Scott Ferlisi (miscellaneous crew)
• Adam LeFevre (actor)
• Bill Richards (miscellaneous crew)
• Bill Richards (miscellaneous crew)
• Christine Baranski (actress)
• Gerard Butler (actor)
• Ryan Kavanaugh (producer)
• Matt Malloy (actor)

Genres

• Action
• Comedy
• Romance

Taglines:

The pursuit begins Spring 2010
It's a Job. It Isn't Personal. Well, Maybe a Little ...

Quotes:

[Milo dumps Nicole in his trunk]::Nicole Hurley: No, you have got to be kidding! You cannot be putting me in the trunk! You cannot be seri-!::Milo Boyd: [shuts the trunk] I'm dead "seri"!

[calling Milo from inside his car's trunk]::Nicole Hurley: Milo, please, you have got to let me out of here.::Milo Boyd: Hmm... nope!::Nicole Hurley: All right, I shouldn't have run away, you just caught me off guard. And the truth is, I think I might need your advice on something.::Milo Boyd: Well, that's a real shame. Because I wouldn't help you if you were the last baby sea turtle dragging your little, tiny body across the burning sand whilst hungry seagulls circled overhead. No, I'd just pull up a chair, sip a pina colada and watch nature take its course.

Nicole Hurley: Life is making mistakes.::Milo Boyd: And death is wishing you had made more.

[from trailer]::Milo Boyd: Are you trying to seduce me?::Nicole Hurley: Yeah.::Milo Boyd: What's the hottest thing about me? That would be my gun.

Nicole Hurley: Why do people do that?::Milo Boyd: Why do people do what?::Nicole Hurley: Deny that they've ever done anything wrong in the relationship - why can't people take responsibility for their shit and move on?

Milo Boyd: You see, what I do is, I hunt down criminals. Idiots who jump bail, specifically.::Nicole Hurley: [laughing] You are a bounty hunter?::Milo Boyd: Yeah. And much as it pains me to say this, and it really does, I gotta take you to jail.

Sid: All I know is, I'm out 50,000 if she's not in that courtroom Monday morning.::Milo Boyd: Wait, you're telling me that I'll get five grand to go pick up my ex-wife and bring her to jail?::Sid: You're a good listener.::[Milo laughs and dances for joy]

Nicole Hurley: Can't we talk about this?::Milo Boyd: Fine. What do you want to say?::Nicole Hurley: [after a pause] I am not letting you take me to jail.::Milo Boyd: Duly noted. Let's go. [scoops her over his shoulder]

[Nicole is calling Milo from inside his trunk]::Milo Boyd: Nic... Nicole?::Nicole Hurley: [crying] Please stop...::Milo Boyd: Hey, remember how we used to be in love?::Nicole Hurley: [still crying] Yeah.::Milo Boyd: Well, that means I know when you're crying for real, and when you're faking it! Bye-bye! [laughs and hangs up]::Nicole Hurley: Oh! God, Milo!::[she pounds on the trunk with her fists]::Milo Boyd: [laughing] Oh, God... so good.

Milo Boyd: Ah, using your one phone call to phone in a story. That is so you.::Nicole Hurley: surprised look "What are you doing here?"::Milo Boyd: Hey, it's a special night. There's no way we're not spending it together. Hey, can we go in the same cell?::Cop: Get in the cell, dickhead.::Nicole Hurley: being pushed Alright I'm going.

Precision Filmography

• DJ Rob Swift: Live! The Documented Movement
  2011, role: actor

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Precision - 7L & Esoteric

[Hook]
Listen to precision *scratching*
Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision
Listen to precision *scratching*
Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision
Listen to precision *scratching*
Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision
Rhyming *scratching* rhyming
[Verse 1]
Y'all sendin' motherfuckas to an early grave
murder men then murder slaves
verbal plays vacant so you herbs behave
When I was your age I wasn't that a rave
I was bangin' jackin' spades lacin' page after page
At that stage, you rookies would've bat at the bat cage
With pride up in ya swingin' stance
While I was catchin' finger cramps
Writin' in a dark room wid swingin' lamps
You sing and dance, you won't step you bringin' ramp shit
Ring the bell, I fight you like a horse in a cell
Bumpin' this hell toward the rail like a sorcerer's spell
7L holds cream like a tortoise's shell
ya organs will swell, click and then you turn into a cell
My thought be malice, shine like aurora borealis
Thought me how to spit in callous oratory at ya axis
I speak my mind like telepathy, burn you like an effigy
So you better choose ya weaponry
Hook
[Verse 2]
Yo I spit the words of death
curse ya breath, there's no person left
still can mesh burnin' ya flesh so nothing's left
Of the missin' elements and artificial intelligence
The darkside of a bright mind my rhymes designed to
blow ya back in like a rogue assassin or komodo dragon
Cloak and dagger know no havin' verbal package
With the photographic vocals overlap and overcrackin'
Clones attackin', you need to stick to local rappin'
Cause I roll wid chicks lookin' dyke bend it over bitch
Wid the dopest lips you could ever kiss
Holdin' this is close to this, that'll reconverse on this
Which episode a pack of old crazy motorists
I change hands like polyist(?) or a solar eclipse
Knock you off like a merc you got it, when it's kicks
Women feelin' my tongue, Esoteric spillin' blood
Killin' villainous thugs like Daredevil wid a bentley glove
Hook
[Verse 3]
Yo I'm David Blaine raisin' Cain meditate and stay the same
Specialize in state of brains jeopardize a lame frame
Main game flooded daily basis, takin' pages to Israeli paces
Verses that I vomit have the traces of the comet Haley chases
Alien races wid scaley faces, sayin' damn you laced us
Fachist, I blow clouds out the sky
Leave rhy-mers surprised when I gouge out their eyes
I'm the shaman pawn man, the skull of Tutankam-en embalmin' fluid
Runnin' through the veins of the Druid
Like a pharoah, who shadows like the grave of a dead pig
Covered in red sweat, crab ass rappers guard quicker than Bobafed
Or his father Jengo, I might catch 'em like a stitchin' witch
Fuck a pigeon bitch I project vocals to catch rep
like Robotech on attack, the god ock is back
[Hook]