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Titolo originale: Sling Blade
Regia: Billy Bob Thornton |
Anno: 1996
Origine: United States of America |
Generi: Dramma
Tag: arkansas | repair shop | southern | death threat | religious art | father figure | intellectual disability |
Cast: Billy Bob Thornton | Dwight Yoakam | J. T. Walsh | John Ritter | Lucas Black | Natalie Canerday | James Hampton | Robert Duvall | Rick Dial | Brent Briscoe | Christine Renee Ward | Sarah Boss | Kathy Sue Brown | Wendell Rafferty | Bruce Hampton | Vic Chesnutt | Mickey Jones | Ian Moore | Judy Pryor Trice | Scott Stewart | Betty Lynn Hall | Jim Jarmusch | Gary Don Fletcher | Tim Holder | Tom Kagy | Stacy Thomason | Jackie Stewart | Jamie Stewart | D.J. Royston | Lacy Bailey | Raymond Lewallen | Bill Glasscock |

Karl Childers ha trascorso la sua adolescenza e gran parte della sua età adulta in manicomio per aver ucciso da ragazzino la madre e l'amante di questa. Rilasciato dal manicomio, si trova a fare i conti con l'ostilità dei suoi concittadini. Ma l'amicizia con un bambino, divertito dal suo accento buffo, gli restuisce serenità e fiducia. Quando però il suo giovane amico lo presenta alla madre, l'amante manesco e alcolizzato della donna inizia a perseguitare Karl con insulti e provocazioni.
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Marsha Dwiggins: Will you ever kill anyone again, [...] D
Doyle: What's in the bag? Karl: This'n that. Toot [...] D
Karl: Reckon what you like to eat in there? Frost [...] D
Dr. Jerry Woolridge: You sleep with your mama toni [...] D
Frank: Mama's got a boyfriend now. His name is Doy [...] D
Karl: [Eating potted meat] I reckon it tastes alri [...] D
Frank: I'd like to kill that son-of-a-bitch. I hat [...] D
Bill Cox: How are you coming along with that garde [...] D
Karl: Just 'cause I ain't gonna be around no more, [...] D
Charles Bushman: You gotta make something explod [...] D
Karl's Father: I'd kick your head in 25 years ago, [...] D
Vaughan Cunningham: I'm just going to say it. I'm [...] D
Karl's Father: I told you I ain't got no boy, now [...] D
Mrs. Woolridge: Karl, I hear Jerry's taking you so [...] D
Doyle: Hey, Vaughan, I heard you been putting it o [...] D
Doyle: Frank's a weak little kid. His daddy taught [...] D
Doyle: If y'all don't shut up, I'm gonna go out of [...] D
Linda: This is not your house, Doyle. This is my h [...] D
Frank: Ever think of killing yourself on purpose l [...] D
Karl: I reckon I'm gonna have to get used to looki [...] D
Doyle: I don't mean to be so damned... well, assho [...] D
Old Man: I wish you'd all lay off for tonight! I c [...] D
Doyle: Your buddy Karl here is going. We can't be [...] D
Charles Bushman: Now... On the third day, I washed [...] D
Charles Bushman: Karl, who'd you kill? Was it the [...] D
Bill Cox: Hey, Scooter, did I tell you the one abo [...] D
Doyle: [Doyle, Vaughan and Karl are in Doyle's tru [...] D
Vaughan Cunningham: Listen, everyone, I've had a f [...] D
Doyle: Hey is this the kind of retard that drools [...] D
Linda Wheatley: I'm gonna make some coffee. Karl, [...] D
Charles Bushman: There was a young man by the name [...] D
Bill Cox: [lawnmower won't start] Karl, see if you [...] D
Frank: You ever have any brothers or sisters growi [...] D
Morris: Dots look good on paper. You don't sing th [...] D
Doyle: I don't guess I give a shit. I ain't here t [...] D
Doyle: You know what, by God? Linda: What? Doyle [...] D
Frank: Hey Karl, what are you carryin' around them [...] D
Doyle: [shouting] We don't got no Goddamn band! We [...] D
[Karl has entered the bedroom carrying a hammer] [...] D
Karl: [on the phone] Yes, ma'am. I've killed Doyle [...] D
Vaughan Cunningham: I don't think I've seen you he [...] D
Terence: We wrote one last night outside the mini [...] D
Melinda: Hi, Karl, I'm on my lunch break. I got yo [...] D
Linda: Frank's always after a father figure and Lo [...] D
Doyle: [Karl enters the bedroom, startling Doyle a [...] D
Vaughan: Have you knocked on the door yet? Karl: [...] D
Doyle: Was you in the nut house for hackin' somebo [...] D
Karl: I like them French fried potaters. D
Monty Johnson: This ain't right, Doyle. There IS s [...] D
Vaughan Cunningham: Please don't tell anybody at t [...] D
Karl: Some folks call it a sling blade, I call it [...] D
Vaughan Cunningham: I don't understand. Morris: E [...] D
Karl: I don't think anything bad ought to happen t [...] D
Doyle: What'cha doin' with that lawn mower blade K [...] D
Karl: There were these two fellars standin' on a b [...] D
Karl: I don't reckon you have to go with women to [...] D
Bill Cox: [about Karl] The son-of-a-bitch's a regu [...] D
Vaughan Cunningham: [about potted meat] They aren' [...] D
Doyle: What am I supposed to do about supper while [...] D
Doyle: I don't like homosexuals and she goes out a [...] D
Vaughan Cunningham: You always seem to be deep in [...] D
Charles Bushman: A Mercury is a good car. That's t [...] D
Doyle: Hey! I said get out of my house! That goes [...] D
Karl: I reckon what yousa wantin' to know is why I [...] D
Terence: I don't think that's right. I believe the [...] D
Karl: Reckon you make me some biscuits. D
Doyle: To call the police, you push 911 then just [...] D
Doyle: [to Vaughan and Karl] Hey! I said get out o [...] D
Karl: I'm your boy. Karl's Father: I ain't got no [...] D
Charles Bushman: A shovel just makes too goddamned [...] D
Marsha Dwiggins: Where will he go? Dr. Jerry Wool [...] D
Karl: There was a boy. We made friends. Charles B [...] D
Doyle: Now get the fuck out now before I get too m [...] D
Doyle: Believe in the Bible, do ya Karl? Karl: I [...] D
Linda Wheatley: Karl, you know what? Melinda here [...] D
Dr. Jerry Woolridge: I won't lie to you. He did ge [...] D
Doyle: Linda, go get my guitar. It's out there wit [...] D

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