Sexy Beast

Sexy Beast (2000)

Gal, Deedee, Aitch and Jackie, having left behind respective lives of ill-repute, bask in the sun of Spain and in the most essential brand of leisure. A hazy yarn of barbecues, beer and botched hunting expeditions make up their retirements, until a sudden and unforeseen disruption emerges from their past. Enter the childishly violent and hilariously edgy Don Logan. Through a series of side-splitting negotiations and irrevocable acts, retired crook Gal is forced to shake off the rust and accept one last mission, put forth by the menacing Logan, his ex-mentor. A heist of legendary proportion and personal implications, this job should make for one hell of an encore.

Keywords: abuse, adolescent, airplane, airport, almeria-spain, bandage, bank, bank-robbery, bar, barbecue

Genres

Taglines:

Quotes:

Gal: This is madness, I've had enough of this "Crime and Punishment" bollocks. I'm happy here.::Don: I won't let you be happy, why should I?

Gal: I'd be useless.::Don: Useless?::Gal: I would be.::Don: In what way?::Gal: In every fucking way.::Don: Why are you swearing? I'm not swearing.

Don: I love you, Gal. You're lovable. Big lovable bloke. Loveable lump. Loveable lummox. Gal Dove, party boy. Big oaf.

Don: I fucked Jackie. Dirty cow. During what we were doing, she tried to stick her finger up my bum. I nearly hit the roof, you can imagine. I mean, what have you got to think of a woman who'd want to do that?

Don: Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Gal: I am going to have to turn this opportunity down.::Don: No, you are going to have to turn this opportunity yes!

Don: Shut up, cunt. You louse. You got some fuckin' neck ain't you. Retired? Fuck off, you're revolting. Look at your suntan, it's leather, it's like leather man, your skin. We could make a fucking suitcase out of you. Like a crocodile, fat crocodile, fat bastard. You look like fucking Idi Amin, you know what I mean? Stay here? You should be ashamed of yourself. Who do you think you are? King of the castle? Cock of the walk? [He gut-punches Gal] What you think this is the wheel of fortune? You think you can make your dough and fuck off? Leave the table? Thanks Don, see you Don, off to sunny Spain now Don, fuck off Don. Lying in your pool like a fat blob laughing at me, you think I'm gonna have that? You really think I'm gonna have that, ya ponce. All right, I'll make it easy for you. God knows you're fucking trying. Are you gonna do the job? It's not a difficult question, are you gonna do the job, yes or no?

Teddy Bass: What are you staring at?::Harry: The back of your head.::Teddy Bass: Well don't. Stare at the back of your own fucking head.

Teddy Bass: Men, or women?::Harry: Oh... definitely.

Gal: No!::Don: Yes!::Gal: No!::Don: Yes!::Gal: No!::Don: Fat cunt!::Gal: No, No, No!::Don: Yes, Yes, Yes!