Layer Cake (film)

2004 film by Matthew Vaughn
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Layer Cake is a 2004 film. The film is set in London, and focuses on an unnamed successful cocaine dealer (represented in the credits as XXXX, played by Daniel Craig). At only 29, he has a respected place amongst England's criminal underworld, and is secretly planning to retire from the business.

Directed by Matthew Vaughn. Written by J. J. Connolly

XXXX edit

  • When I was born, the world was a far simpler place. It was all just cops and robbers.
  • Always remember that one day all this drug monkey business will be legal. They won't leave it to people like me... not when they finally figure out how much money is to be made - not millions, fucking billions. Recreational Drugs PLC - giving the people what they want... Good times today, stupor tomorrow. But this is now, so until prohibition ends make hay while the sun shines.
  • I mean, it's like selling anything: washing machines, handmade shoes, blow jobs. As long as you don't take the piss, people will always come back for more.
  • Life is so fucking good, I can taste it in my spit.
  • I'm not a gangster, I'm a businessman whose commodity happens to be cocaine.
  • But as some Roman general once said: If you seek peace, plan for war.
  • I hate guns! ... although, that one is very pretty.
  • My name? If you knew that, you'd be as clever as me.
  • Have a plan and stick to it.

Eddie Temple edit

  • You're born, you take shit. You get out in the world, you take more shit. You climb a little higher, you take less shit. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what shit even looks like. Welcome to the layer cake, son.
  • England. Typical. Even drug dealers don't work weekends
  • Opera Tonight. The damnation of Faust. Man sells his soul to the devil. All ends in tears, these arrangements usually do.
  • The art of good business is being a good middleman.
  • I've checked you out, son. You're a smart lad. But you keep very, very bad company.

Morty edit

  • Somebody's about to get a fucking slap!
  • [About Duke] He's a fucking maniac, a relic, a throwback. Belongs to the Dark Ages, Gene.
  • I'm not happy. This shit is out of control. You sort it out, or I'll sort you out.
  • You don't fuck about, do you?

Other edit

  • Jimmy Price: You know why people like you can't leave this business? Because you make too much money for people like me.
  • Cody: Black! You can't have black. Black's the color for a hearse or a taxi.
  • Shanks: Now, his party piece, right... is lopping people's heads off, then fetching 'em back to his boss.
  • Gene: If you have to kill a person, never ever tell a living soul.
  • Dragan: Don't piss in my pocket and tell me it's raining.
  • Duke: Oh, you give a fuckin' aspirin a headache, pal!
  • Tammy: I was just rubbing the phone against my fanny. Oooh it's fresh this morning. And look at my nipples, standing up like little soldiers. What's a poor girl to do?
  • Crazy Larry: Fucking females is for poofs!

Dialogue edit

Clarkie: Where the fuck is Gene?
Terry: I don't know, mate. Ask me one on sport.

XXXX: Well, don't think too long, because somebody's gonna make a killing on these pills.
Trevor: They already have. That's the problem, kidder.

XXXX: [over the phone] Dragan?
Dragan: Yes.
XXXX: I've got an idea. Why don't you come 'round for breakfast? I'll squeeze some orange juice and grind some coffee and we can talk about this like adults. How's that sound?
Dragan: Sounds very hospitable.
XXXX: Do you know where I live?
Dragan: No.
XXXX: Well, fuck off then.

Gene: [to XXXX] This what being a gangster gets you. You're not in there 'cause I like you.
Morty: I'm beginning to feel left out.
Gene: Why? I seem to recall a friend of yours in intensive care after your little... reunion.

XXXX: That's a very expansive question.
Jimmy Price: Expansive? [laughs] Tell me son, are you a homosexual? The day was when only homosexuals used words like "expansive". You're not a homosexual are you? Not behind in your rent?

Jimmy Price: "Details, details. Things to do. Things to get done. Don't bother me with details, just tell me when they're done." Who said that, son?
XXXX: Winston Churchill?
Jimmy Price: Close. No, I said it. James Lionel Price.

Eddie Temple: Do you know what a remora fish is?
XXXX: Yes.
Eddie Temple: Oh you do? Well Jimmy's been swimming in my slipstream all my fucking life.

Morty: Why did you keep the gun?
Gene: I know it sounds silly now, but it was my favourite.
Morty: You better not let the other guns know you have a favourite.

Gene: Listen, son. Let me explain something to you. Freddie's in intensive care with a bit of a brain haemorrhage. You were there at the scene. That's called joint venture. Now, if Freddie dies you're either in the dock with Morty or you're in the witness box putting him away. Think about that.
XXXX: (points to a whiskey bottle in Gene's hand) You know, I will have one of those.

Cast edit

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