Gems me and my friend said watching Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (2005) for the first time;
"This man (Harry) is neurodivergent." "OH MY GOD I WAS GONNA SAY THAT TOO."
"We're twenty minutes in and this guy only gets screwed! Can someone screw him good, for once, please?"
"Gay isn't even doing much." "His name is Perry." ".... I thought Perry was his last name." "What, no, his last name is Van something something." "Then why do they call him Gay Perry?"
"No straight guy would say 'I'm profoundly within the pussy.'" "It's knees deep in pussy." "Oh."
"I thought he meant that he's deep within the pussy." "No, he's just surrounded by it. Like there's a lot of pussy." "WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN!"
"... He's not a very good detective is he?"
"Do you know what f*ggot means?" "No."
"By the lord, what can go wrong now-- OH MY GOD THE CORPSE"
"HE WASN'T HIRED TO FIND THE MURDER, HE WAS HIRED TO HIDE THE CORPSE!" (This notion was proved, in fact, wrong)
"I just imagine someone seeing that corpse flying off the roof and bei-- AAAAAAHHHHHH KISS?!"
*Lost our shit when Harmony appeared after the Kiss* "DUDE! Oh my god... This guy.... He has to explain the kiss, and why the cops are looking for him, AND the corpse is still there, with the car shaking from Perry manhandling it. What can he say?"
Harry, on screen: "I managed to convince her that I wasn't gay." "HOW?"
"Love the snap snap, you go girl." (About Perry)
"Harry's the only sane one in the group. He fucking screams when he sees the corpse, he screams when someone gets shot, he screams... He screams."
"Everybody else is too ok with everything going on in this shit."
"I can see Perry's foreboding shadow in the crowd, fully expected him to be the only one to lift his hand when Harmony asked who hates Harry."
"Did he just...." "Graciously duck away from a flying glass, yeap."
"Are these two (goons) having a couples bit right now?" "I mean, they said that... *Rewinds* They were wondering why a guy like him (Harry) was hanging out with gay people." "Do they mean themselves?" (They did NOT, in fact, mean themselves. They meant Perry.)
"Love how Harry's just watching them bickering like should I run? Should I stay? Do I kill myself?"
"Honey, you can't be stealthy with that outfit. The fucking pom pom borders on your skirt are literally shining in the light."
"Gay, stop frolicking and look at the car that's about to run you over."
"HOW DID SHE NOT SEE HIM IN THE CAR?" "He was asleep...."
"His finger is still fucked up by the way. He never did get to that fucking hospital."
"Imagine finding a stranger just walking into your house." "IMAGINE SLEEPING IN A CAR THAT'S NOT YOURS ON A RANDOM STREET AND WAKING UP IN SOMEONE'S HOUSE."
"Oop, and there goes the finger. To the butthole."
"I can't understand a single thing that's going on, but I don't even give a fuck."
"WHY is it so important that the dead girl wasn't wearing underwear!"
Perry, on screen: "This isn't Good Cop, Bad Cop, it's fag and New Yorker, now spill." *Both tumbled over in laughter, and proceeded to repeat that for the rest of the movie*
"Why does he look so happy at the prospect of getting patted down?"
"His penis can shoot?"
"You know, I'm starting to think that when he said he was knees deep in pussy, he was being sarcastic."
"He lost his neurodivergent sparkle... Now he's just traumatized...."
"IF PERRY DIES I'M KILLING MYSELF."
"Honey... That's not... How you fix a bullet wound..." "Shut up, he's using the opportunity he was given to smooch."
"We were fools..... They couldn't kill Perry, he's the only competent one. Shit wouldn't get done without him."
"Hey, look it's Abraham Lincoln!" "IS THAT FUCKING ELVIS PRESLEY?"
"He didn't end up with Perry.... I'm sad." "What the fuck are you talking about? That was Perry!" "THAT WAS PERRY? WHAT." "He just.... Has a Beard."
