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Titolo originale: Reservoir Dogs
Regia: Quentin Tarantino |
Anno: 1992
Origine: United States of America |
Generi: Crime Thriller
Tag: escape | jewelry | psychopath | traitor | ear | heist | thief | betrayal | plan gone wrong | gang | nonlinear timeline | warehouse | told in flashback | heist gone wrong | botched robbery | foreshadowing | rendezvous | iconic | uneasy alliance | rag tag group | based on short |
Cast: Harvey Keitel | Tim Roth | Michael Madsen | Chris Penn | Steve Buscemi | Lawrence Tierney | Randy Brooks | Kirk Baltz | Edward Bunker | Quentin Tarantino | Rich Turner | David Steen | Tony Cosmo | Stevo Polyi | Michael Sottile | Robert Ruth | Lawrence Bender | Linda Kaye | Suzanne Celeste | Steven Wright | Laurie Lathem | Maria Strova | Burr Steers | Craig Hamann | Rowland Wafford | Scott McElroy |

Los Angeles. Una rapina a un importatore di diamanti che avrebbe potuto dare un ottimo bottino con un rischio calcolato si trasforma in una sparatoria che costringe i malviventi a una fuga disordinata. C'è però un punto di ritrovo prestabilito da Joe, il loro capo. Si tratta di un deposito abbandonato che viene raggiunto per primi da Mr. White e Mr. Orange gravemente ferito. Ognuno degli appartenenti alla banda ha finora conosciuto gli altri solo con il nome di un colore per evitare eventuali delazioni. Ma è proprio il dubbio che al loro interno si nasconda un infiltrato della polizia che comincia a tormentare i soggetti che, progressivamente, raggiungeranno il punto di raccolta.

Frasi

Mr. Blonde: Listen, I appreciate what, you guys ar [...] D
Marvin: I already told you I don't know anything a [...] D
Mr. Orange: [after being shot] I'm gonna fuckin' d [...] D
Mr. White: If you shoot this man, you die next. Re [...] D
Off-Screen Police Officers: [From Trailer] Freeze! [...] D
Mr. Pink: [debating the messy situation at the war [...] D
Holdaway: The things you gotta remember are the de [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: I come into the club one night and [...] D
Joe: So, you guys like to tell jokes and giggle an [...] D
Mr. Blonde: Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you [...] D
Joe: So you had a few bad months. You do what ever [...] D
Mr. White: What's the cut, poppa? Joe: Juicy, jun [...] D
Mr. Orange: What happens if the manager won't give [...] D
Mr. White: Hell of a woman. Good little thief. D
Nice Guy Eddie: Alright, first things fuckin' last [...] D
[after hearing Orange's smuggling story] Joe: Onl [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: [to Mr. White] Larry, stop pointin [...] D
[Mr. White and Mr. Pink are washing up after the r [...] D
Mr. White: What you're supposed to do is act like [...] D
Mr. Pink: [about Mr. Blonde] He seems okay now, bu [...] D
Mr. Pink: I mean everbody panics, everybody, thing [...] D
Mr. Pink: You're acting like a first year fucking [...] D
Mr. Blonde: Hey Joe, you want me to shoot this guy [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: If you fucking beat this prick lon [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: What happened to Mr. Brown and Mr. [...] D
Mr. Pink: [entering the warehouse] Was that a fuck [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: Daddy, did you see that? Joe: Wha [...] D
Mr. White: All right, let's run through what happe [...] D
Mr. Pink: [Mr. Blonde and Mr. White begin to quarr [...] D
[while cutting Marvin Nash's ear off] Mr. Blonde: [...] D
Joe: How does freedom feel? Mr. Blonde: It's a ch [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: Alright, Mr. Fucking Compassion! I [...] D
Mr. Pink: Man, could you believe Mr. Blonde? Mr. [...] D
Mr. Pink: Mr. Blonde! What happened to you? We fig [...] D
Mr. White: [fighting over what to do with the dyin [...] D
Mr. Pink: I'm very sorry the government taxes thei [...] D
Mr. Orange: [after killing Mr. Blonde] Hey you, wh [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: The chick got tired of him beatin' [...] D
Freddy Newandyke: [reassuring himself in the mirro [...] D
Mr. White: We're leaving. You should go with us. [...] D
Mr. Pink: [Mr. Pink throws his tip on the table] A [...] D
Mr. Pink: We still gotta get out of here. Mr. Blo [...] D
Mr. Brown: [after Mr. Pink's tipping conversation] [...] D
Holdaway: Just think about it like it's a joke, al [...] D
Mr. Brown: I'm blind, man. I'm fucking blind. Mr. [...] D
[Joe counts the tip and finds it is a buck short] [...] D
Mr. Pink: [walks in] Was that a fucking set up or [...] D
Joe: Give me that book. Mr. White: Are you gonna [...] D
Mr. White: You talked to Nice Guy Eddie? Why the f [...] D
[the shot Mr. Orange knows some things about Mr. W [...] D
Joe: Cough up a buck you cheap bastard. D
[rubbing his thumb and forefinger together] Mr. P [...] D
Joe: [points at Mr. Orange] This man set us up. N [...] D
Joe: Let's go to work. D
Mr. Pink: We were set up. The cops were waiting fo [...] D
Mr. White: How do you know all this? Joe: He was [...] D
Mr. Blonde: Eddie, you keep talking like a bitch, [...] D
Mr. White: [pulling a gun on Mr. Blonde] Fuck you, [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: I got an idea. Just hear me out. I [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: You guys been listening to K-Billy [...] D
Joe: Hey, I've changed my mind. Shoot this piece o [...] D
Joe: So who's your parole officer? Mr. Blonde: Se [...] D
Mr. White: The choice between doing ten years and [...] D
Mr. Blonde: Guess what, I think I'm parked in the [...] D
Freddy Newandyke: What is this? Holdaway: That's [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: Lady E... I mean she was a man-eat [...] D
Mr. Blonde: Boy that was really exciting. I bet yo [...] D
Mr. Pink: Where the fuck is everybody? I say the p [...] D
Mr. White: [snatching Joe's book from his hand] Gi [...] D
Joe: It never ceases to amaze me. A fuckin' jungle [...] D
Mr. Blonde: What's this guy's problem? Mr. White: [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: Let me say this out loud, 'cause I [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: Yeah I'm sorry, I should have pick [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: Ain't that a sad sight, Daddy, the [...] D
Mr White: That girl's ass... Mr. Orange: It's sit [...] D
Mr. White: You can't leave this guy with them. Ni [...] D
Mr. Pink: Look man, I know what I'm talking about, [...] D
Mr. White: [about Mr. Blonde] You can't leave thes [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: We got places all over the place. D
Mr. Blonde: You kids shouldn't play so rough. Some [...] D
Freddy Newandyke: Motherfucker, I'm trying to watc [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: I don't know who did what! I don't [...] D
Mr. Pink: What was the name of the chick who playe [...] D
Mr. White: Hardy fuckin' har. D
[after cutting Nash's ear, Mr. Blonde douses him w [...] D
[Mr. Blonde has cut off Marvin's ear and begins ta [...] D
[last lines] Off-Screen Police Officers: Freeze! [...] D
Freddy Newandyke: [asked by Holdaway to describe J [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: You guys should've never taken him [...] D
Mr. Pink: I don't wanna kill anybody. But if I got [...] D
Mr. Blonde: Was that as good for you as it was for [...] D
Holdaway: Look man, undercover cops gotta be Marlo [...] D
Mr. White: I swear to God, I think I'm fuckin' jin [...] D
Mr. Pink: For all I know, you're the rat. Mr. Whi [...] D
Joe: Now listen up, Mr. Pink. There's two ways we [...] D
[Nice Guy Eddie asks if anyone knows what happened [...] D
Mr. Blonde: I might break you in, Nice Guy, but I' [...] D
Mr. White: Relax. Have a cigarette. Mr. Pink: I q [...] D
Mr. Pink: I can say I definitely didn't do it beca [...] D
Mr. White: What, did you forget your french fries, [...] D
Mr. White: [snatches Joe's address book] Give me t [...] D
[first lines] Mr. Brown: Let me tell you what 'Li [...] D
Mr. Pink: Somebody's shoved a red-hot poker up our [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: C'mon, throw in a buck! Mr. Pink: [...] D
Holdaway: So if this fruit's a Brewer's fan, his a [...] D
K-Billy DJ: That was The Partridge Family's "Doesn [...] D
Mr. Pink: Hey, why am I Mr. Pink? Joe: Because yo [...] D
[Joe pulls out his gun and aims it at Mr. Orange; [...] D
Joe: All right ramblers, let's get rambling! D
Freddy Newandyke: I gotta memorize all this? There [...] D
Mr. Orange: [telling the Commode Story] This is a [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: [on the phone as he drives to the [...] D
Nice Guy Eddie: I'll get you down in Long Beach as [...] D
Mr. Pink: Look, I ordered coffee. Now we've been h [...] D
Mr. White: You fuckin' assholes turned the jewelry [...] D
Mr. Pink: Hey, did you see what happened to anyone [...] D
Mr. Pink: Where's the commode in this dungeon? I g [...] D