Excerpt from Boondock Saints II “All Saints Day”

This is a dream sequence with Connor MacManus, Murphy MacManus and “Rocco”; these words could not ring truer or more accurate for a Warrior.

Connor, Murphy and Rocco are sitting at a bar as a black cat walks across the bar (refer back to Boondock Saints 1). Rocco pours 3 shots of (nothing other than BUSHMILLS Irish Whiskey), and offers a toast and follows it with the word “Slanja”

Connor & Murphy (together):
Slanja
Murphy:
You know, he was sort of a badass though, wasn't he? (Rocco died in Boondock Saints 1 and they are referring to him in the past tense because they know he died)
Connor:
Shades of Eastwood.
Murphy:
Charlie Bronson.
Rocco:
Duke Fuckin' Wayne!
Connor & Murphy:
DUKE FUCKIN' WAYNE!

The 3 are now on a roof top over looking the city and big buildings and sky scrappers

Rocco:
Men build things, then we die. It's in our fucking DNA! THAT'S WHAT WE DO!
Murphy:
And when it all falls down?
Rocco:
We build it right back up again.
Connor:
But this time bigger. BETTER!
Rocco:
Look! Look what we can do. Look how fuckin' beautiful we are. You think the men that built all this had it easy?
Murphy:
Hard men!
Connor:
Doing hard shit!
Rocco:
and that gives me a hard on... But not in a gay way or anything like that.
Murphy:
No, 'course not
Connor:
Yeah it goes without sayin'

They are now on an indoor ice rink with the lights dimmed down

Rocco:
I am so sick of all of this self help, twelve step, leftover hippie generation bullshit!
Connor:
Now they don't want you to do anything, right? Just sit there... Don't drink....
Murphy:
Don't smoke, Don't drive fast.
Connor, Murphy & Rocco:
Kiss my ass!
Rocco:
Fuck it! Do it all I say!
Do you think Duke Wayne spent all of his time talking about his feelings with a fuckin' therapist?
Connor:
There's no fucking way he did!
Rocco:
John Wayne died with five pounds of undigested red meat in his ass.
Now that's a man!
Real men hide their feelings. Why?
Connor, Murphy & Rocco:
BECAUSE IT'S NONE OF YOUR FUCKIN' BUSINESS!
Rocco:
Men do not cry.
Men do not pout.
Men jack you in the fuckin' jaw and say...

Out of the darknes skates in Detective Greenly in a white hockey uniform, he stops hard on his skates and takes a slap shot at a puck ...

Detective Greenly:
Thanks for comin' out.

Now, this is way better when you see it in the movie but you get the idea … matter of fact, go out, rent the movie, and see for yourself, this is some good Warrior mind set and a great movie!

Peace out - GhostDog