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Under no circumstances
Do I want any one of you
To relate to each other by your christian names,
And I don't want any talk about yourself personally.
That includes where you been,
Your wife's name,
Where you might've done time,
Or a bank maybe you robbed in st.Petersburg.
All I want you guys to talk about
If you have to, is what you're going to do.
That should do it.
Here are your names...
Mr. Blue, mr. Orange,
And mr. Pink.
Why am I mr. Pink?
Because you're a ***, all right?
Why can't we pick our own colors? No way.
Tried it once. It doesn't work.
You get four guys fighting over
Who's going to be mr. Black.
They don't know each other. Nobody wants to back down.
No way. I pick. You're mr. Pink.
Be thankful you're not mr. Yellow.
Mr. Brown, that's a little too close to mr. ***.
Mr. Pink sounds like mr. ***.
How about if I'm mr. Purple?
I'll be mr. Purple.
You're not mr. Purple.
Some guy on some other job is mr. Purple.
You're mr. Pink.
Who cares what your name is?
That's easy for you to say.
You're mr. White. That's a cool name.
If it's no big deal, you want to trade?
Hey, nobody's trading with anybody.
This ain't a *** *** city council meeting, you know.
Now listen up, mr. Pink.
There's two ways you can go on this job--
My way or the highway.
What's it going to be, mr. Pink?
Jesus christ. *** forget about it.
It's beneath me. I'm mr. Pink. Let's move on.
I'll move on when I feel like it.
All you guys got the *** message?
I'm so *** mad hollering at you guys,
I can hardly talk.
Let's go to work.
Let's go over it. Where are you?