pa⋅tri⋅ot / Pronunciation: [pey-tree-uht, -ot or, especially Brit., pa-tree-uht]
–noun
1. a person who loves, supports, and defends his or her country and its interests with devotion.
2. a person who regards himself or herself as a defender, esp. of individual rights, and personal liberties against presumed interference by the federal government.
“If Tyranny and Oppression come to this land,
it will be in the guise of fighting a foreign enemy.” James Madison
“The strongest reason for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is, as a last resort, to protect themselves against tyranny in government.”
Thomas Jefferson
“If this be treason, …make the most of it!” Patrick Henry
“Let every nation know,
whether it wishes us well or ill,
that we shall pay any price,
bear any burden,
meet any hardship,
support any friend,
oppose any foe
to assure the survival and the success of liberty”. John F. Kennedy
And,
read each word slowly and with care:
We
hold these truths
to be self-evident
that all men
are created equal;
that they are endowed by their Creator
with certain inalienable rights;
that among these are: life,
liberty,
and the pursuit of happiness.
The Declaration of Independence of these united states
“yah, shure. I lack daahgs~
Bud die lack care ah vantz bett-ah.”
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Customs official: Anything to declare?
Avi: Yeah. Don’t go to England.
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Avi: Should I call you Bullet? Tooth?
Bullet Tooth Tony: You can call me “_susaen” if it makes you happy.
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Bullet Tooth Tony: You should never underestimate the predictability of stupidity.
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Brick Top:
Do you know what “nemesis” means? “A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent.”
Personified in this case by an ‘orrible cunt: me.
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Avi: Tony.
Bullet Tooth Tony: What?
Avi: Look in the dog.
Bullet Tooth Tony: What do you mean “look in the dog?”
Avi: I mean open him up.
Bullet Tooth Tony: It’s not as if he’s a tin of baked beans! What do you mean “open him up”?
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Turkish: Well, do you want to do it?
Mickey: That depends.
Turkish: On what?
Mickey: On you buying this caravan. Not the rouge one, the rose.
Turkish: It’s not the same caravan.
Mickey: It’s not the same fight.
Turkish: It’s twice the fucking size of the last one.
Mickey: Turkish, the fight is twice the size. And me ma still needs a caravan. I like to look after me ma. It’s a fair deal. Take it.
Turkish: Mickey, you’re lucky we aren’t worm food after your last performance. Buying a tart’s mobile palace is a little fucking rich. [Realizes his mistake]
Turkish: I wasn’t calling your mum a tart. I just meant…
Mickey: Ah, save your breath for cooling your porridge. Now, look…
Mickey: [starts talking incoherently] I want the hector two roof lights, with the discover cushions and the matching side stripe caravan.
Mickey: Right. And she’s terribly partial to the periwinkle blue, boss. Have I made myself clear, lads?
Turkish: Yeah, that’s perfectly clear, Mickey. Just give me one minute to confer with my colleague.
[to Tommy]
Turkish: Did you understand a single word of what he just said?
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Bullet Tooth Tony: Boris the Blade? As in Boris the Bullet-Dodger?
Avi: Why do they call him the Bullet-Dodger?
Bullet Tooth Tony: ‘Cause he dodges bullets, Avi.
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Avi: Eighty-six carats.
Rosebud: Where?
Avi: London.
Rosebud: London?
Avi: London.
Avi’s Colleague: London?
Avi: Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup ‘o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary fucking Poppins… LONDON.
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Turkish: You show me how to control a wild fucking gypsy and I’ll show you how to control an unhinged, pig-feeding gangster.
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Vinny: Why are we stopped here? What’s wrong with that spot?
Tyrone: It’s too tight.
Vinny: Too tight? You could land a jumbo fucking jet in that.
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Vinny: I thought you said he was a getaway driver. What the fuck can he get away from?
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Bullet Tooth Tony: So, you are obviously the big dick. The men on the side of ya are your balls. There are two types of balls. There are big brave balls, and there are little mincey faggot balls.
Vinny: These are your last words, so make them a prayer.
Bullet Tooth Tony: Now, dicks have drive and clarity of vision, but they are not clever. They smell pussy and they want a piece of the action. And you thought you smelled some good old pussy, and have brought your two small mincey faggot balls along for a good old time. But you’ve got your parties mangled up. There’s no pussy here, just a dose that’ll make you wish you were born a woman. Like a prick, you are having second thoughts. You are shrinking, and your two little balls are shrinking with you. And the fact that you’ve got “Replica” written down the side of your gun… [Zoom in on the side of Sol's gun, which indeed has "REPLICA" etched on the side; zoom out, as they sneak peeks at the sides of their guns]
Bullet Tooth Tony: And the fact that I’ve got “Desert Eagle point five O”… [Withdraws his gun and puts it on the table]
Bullet Tooth Tony: Written down the side of mine… [They look, zoom in on the side of his gun, which indeed has "DESERT EAGLE .50" etched on the side]
Bullet Tooth Tony: Should precipitate your balls into shrinking, along with your presence. Now… Fuck off!
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Brick Top: Listen, you fucking fringe, if I throw a dog a bone, I don’t want to know if it tastes good or not. You stop me again whilst I’m walking, and I’ll cut your fucking Jacobs off. ——————————————————————————–
Tommy: Who took the jam outta your doughnut?
Turkish: You took the fucking jamm outta my doughnut, Tommy. You did.
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Brick Top: I don’t care if he’s Muhammad I’m hard Bruce Lee. You can’t change fighters.
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Tyrone: I didn’t see it there.
Vinny: It’s a four ton truck, Tyrone. Its not as if it’s a bag of fucking peanuts, is it?
Tyrone: It was a funny angle. [All three turn and look back at the truck]
Vinny: It’s behind you Tyrone. Whenever you reverse, things come from behind you.
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Turkish: What’s happening with them sausages, Charlie?
Sausage Charlie: Five minutes, Turkish.
Turkish: It was two minutes five minutes ago.
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Policeman: So, what you doin here?
Turkish: I’m taking the dog for a walk. What’s the problem?
Policeman: What’s in the car?
Turkish: Seats and a steering wheel.
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Mickey: Good dags. D’ya like dags?
Tommy: Dags?
Mickey: What?
Mrs. O’Neil: Yeah, dags.
Tommy: Oh, dogs.
Sure, I like dags.
I like caravans more.
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Tyrone: I don’t want that dog dribbling on my seats.
Vinny: Your seats? Tyrone, this is a stolen car, mate.
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Sol: No, it’s a moissanite.
Bad Boy Lincoln: A what-a-nite?
Sol: A moissanite is an artificial diamond, Lincoln. It’s Mickey Mouse, mate. Spurious. Not genuine. And it’s worth… Fuck-all.
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Bullet Tooth Tony: I want to know who blagged Brick-Top’s bookies.
Mullet: Do me a favor, Ton!
Bullet Tooth Tony: I will do you a favor, Mullet. I’ll not get out of this car and bash the living fuck out of you in front of all your girlfriends. [Mullet hunkers down to the car window]
Mullet: Got to make it worth my while, mate. Jesus, Tony, you know that… [Tony seizes his tie and rolls up the window, wedging Mullet's head in it]
Bullet Tooth Tony: Comfortable, Mullet? It seems sadly ironic that it’s that tie that’s got you into this pickle. Now you just take all the time you want. [He starts the car forward]
Mullet: What the fuck are you doing, Ton?
Bullet Tooth Tony: I’m driving down the street with your head stuck in my window. What do you think I’m doing, you pen-ass?
Mullet: Slow down, Ton.
Bullet Tooth Tony: [sniffs] You been using dogshit for toothpaste, Mullet?
Mullet: Slow down, Ton! Slow down, Tony!
Bullet Tooth Tony: I don’t think I’ll slow down. I think I’ll speed up. You can play some music if you like. [He turns on the radio; Madonna's "Lucky Star" is playing]
Bullet Tooth Tony: Oh, I love this track.
Mullet: I think…
Bullet Tooth Tony: Yes, Mullet?
Mullet: I think it’s two black guys, in a pawn shop on Smith street.
Bullet Tooth Tony: You better not be telling me porky pies.
Mullet: I’m fucking telling you, it’s two black guys who work off a pawn shop in fucking Smith Street!
Avi: That’s very effective, Tony. It’s not too subtle, but effective. [Tony accelerates and turns toward Smith Street]
Avi: Are we taking him with us?
[Tony rolls down the window, releasing Mullet's head and dumping him on the roadside]
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Turkish: I can’t make him fight, can I?
Brick Top: You’re not much use to me alive are you, Turkish?
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Errol: Fuckface, who’s speaking to you? He asked him, didn’t he?
Turkish: Fuckface… I like that one Errol. I’ll have to remember that one next time I’m climbing off yer mum.
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Turkish: Well the rabbit gets fucked.
Tommy: [pauses] Proper fucked?
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Turkish: [voice over] Boris the Blade, or Boris “the Bullet Dodger.” As bent as the Soviet’s sickle, and as hard as the hammer that crosses it. Apparently, it’s impossible to kill the bastard.
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Alex Denovitz: What about Tony?
Alex Denovitz: You know, Bullet Tooth Tony.
Avi: Who’s Bullet Tooth…?
Charlie: Tony!
Bullet Tooth Tony: You silly fuck.
Doug the Head: He’s a liability.
Alex Denovitz: He’ll find you Moses and the burning bush, if you pay him to!
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Brick Top: You’re always gonna have problems lifting a body in one piece. Apparently the best thing to do is cut up a corpse into six pieces and pile it all together.
Sol: Would someone mind telling me, who are you?
Brick Top: And when you got your six pieces, you gotta get rid of them, because it’s no good leaving it in the deep freeze for your mum to discover, now is it? Then I hear the best thing to do is feed ‘em to the pigs. You got to starve the pigs for a few days, then the sight of a chopped-up body will look like curry to a pisshead. You gotta shave the heads of your victims, and pull the teeth out for the sake of the piggies’ digestion. You could do this afterwards, of course, but you don’t want to go sievin’ through pig shit, now do you? They will go through bone like butter. You need at least sixteen pigs to finish the job in one sitting, so be wary of any man who keeps a pig farm. They will go through a body that weighs 200 pounds in about eight minutes. That means that a single pig can consume two pounds of uncooked flesh every minute. Hence the expression,:
“…As greedy as a pig”.
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Sol: You ain’t from this planet are you, Vincent? Who is gonna mug two black fellas, holding pistols, sat in a car that is worth less than your shirt?
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Sol: What the fuck is that?
Vinny: Heh heh. This is a shotgun, Sol.
Sol: It’s a fucking anti-aircraft gun, Vincent.
Vinny: Well I wanna raise some pulses, don’t I?
Sol: You’ll raise Hell. Never mind pulses.
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[after cleaning out Turkish's Safe]
Brick Top: He’s been a busy little bastard, that Turkish.
Errol: I think you’ve let him get away with enough already, Guv’nor.
Brick Top: It’ll get you in a lot of trouble thinking, Errol. If I were you, I wouldn’t do too much of it.
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[while robbing the bookies]
Sol: Are you all right there Vincent?
Vinny: I would be if you stopped using my name.
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Brick Top: Pull your tongue out of my arsehole, Gary. Dogs do that. You’re not a dog, are ya Gary?
Gary: No, no I’m not.
Brick Top: But you do have all the characteristics of a dog, Gary. All except loyalty. [Errol zaps Gary]
Turkish: [Voice over]It’s rumored that Brick Top’s favorite means of dispatch involves a stun gun, a plastic bag, a roll of tape, and a pack of hungry pigs.
Brick Top: You’re a ruthless little cunt, Liam, I’ll give you that. But I got no time for grassers. [John throws a plastic bag over Liam's head and suffocates him]
Brick Top: Feed ‘em to the pigs, Errol.
[to the two boxers, who are now staring in horror]
Brick Top: What the fuck are you two looking at?
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Tommy: Turkish, get your arse up. Any of you lot follow me, and I’ll fucking shoot you.
Errol: Easy, old son. Calm down.
Tommy: I’m the one who’s got the gun, son. It’s you who I think ought to calm down.
[Errol takes a step forward. Tommy cocks the gun and sticks it right in his face]
Tommy: Go ahead. You want to see if I’ve got the minerals?
[Brick-Top's men don't move as Tommy backs out of the slot parlor, then runs after Turkish]
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Brick Top: What do you think, Errol?
Errol: I think we should drip-dry them, Guv’nor, while we have the chance.
Brick Top: It was a rhetorical question, Errol. What have I told you about thinking?
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Gorgeous George: Get back down or you will not be coming up next time. [watches as Mickey warms up]
Gorgeous George: Oh, bollocks to you. This is sick. I’m out of here.
Mickey: You’re not going anywhere, you thick lump. [Pulls off his shirt]
Mickey: You stay until the job’s done. [kisses his good luck charms and knocks Gorgeous out with a single punch]
Turkish: [narrating] It turned out that the sweet-talking, tattoo-sporting pikey was a gypsy bare-knuckle boxing champion. Which makes him harder than a coffin nail. Right now, that’s the last thing on Tommy’s mind. If Gorgeous doesn’t wake up in the next few minutes, Tommy knows he’ll be buried with him. Why would the gypsies go through the trouble of explaining why a man died in their campsite when they can bury the pair of them and just move camp? It’s not like they got social security numbers, is it? Tommy - the tit - is praying. And if he isn’t, he fucking should be.
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Sol: He’s a natural, ain’t you Tyrone?
Tyrone: ‘course I am… [reverses into parked van]
Vinny: A natural fucking idiot.
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Turkish: It’s an unlicensed boxing match. It’s not a tickling competition. These lads are out to hurt each other.
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Sol: I’m not in here to make a fucking bet.
Female Bookie: ‘Preciated, but all… bets… are… off. If all bets are off, then there can’t be any money can’t there?
Sol: I’m not fucking buying that.
Female Bookie: Well that’s handy, ’cause I ain’t fucking selling it. It’s a fact.
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Turkish: You aren’t exactly Mister Current Affairs are you, Tommy? “Mad Fist” went mad, and “The Gun,” shot himself.
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Bullet Tooth Tony: A bookie’s got blagged last night.
Avi: Blagged? Speak English to me, Tony. I thought this country spawned the fucking language, and so far nobody seems to speak it.
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Franky Four Fingers: So the biblical scholars mis-translated the Hebrew word for “young woman” into the Greek word for “virgin,” which was a pretty easy mistake to make, since there is only a subtle difference in the spelling. But back then it was the “virgin” that caught people’s attention. It’s not every day a virgin conceives and bears a son. So you keep that for a couple of hundred years, and the next thing you know, you have the Roman Catholic church.
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Avi: Tony, there is a man I’d like you to find.
Bullet Tooth Tony: Well, that depends on all the elements in the equation. How many are there?
Avi: Forty thousand.
Bullet Tooth Tony: Where was he last seen?
Doug the Head: At a bookie’s.
Bullet Tooth Tony: A bookie’s… pass us the blower, Susi.
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Doug the Head: Avi, I’m not telepathic.
Cousin Avi: Well you’re plenty fucking stupid, I’ll give you that. Do you know why they call him Franky “Four Fingers” Doug? Because he makes stupid bets with dangerous people, and when he doesn’t pay up, they give him te chop, Doug. And I’m not talking about his fucking fore-skin either.
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Cousin Avi: Is there gambling involved?
Doug the Head: It’s a boxing match, Avi, a boxing match.
Cousin Avi: Did he have a case with him?
Doug the Head: Yes, he had a case.
Cousin Avi: And this schmuck is gambling? You’re talking about Franky “I’ve got a problem with gambling” fucking Four Fingers Doug.
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Vinny: The dog.
The dog must have ate it.
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Bad Boy Lincoln: What has he got a tea cozy on his head for?
Sol: [sarcastic] To keep his head warm.
Bad Boy Lincoln: Well, what’s the matter with him?
Vinny: He’s been shot in the face, Lincoln. I would’ve thought that was obvious.
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Mickey: I’ll tell ya what. I’ll do it for a caravan.
Turkish: For what?
Pikeys: For a caravan.
Tommy: It was us who wanted a caravan. [looking around]
Tommy: Anyway, what’s wrong with this one?
Mickey: It’s not for me. It’s for me ma.
Turkish: Your what?
Pikeys: His ma.
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Sol: You are a bad-boy yardie, and bad-boy yardies are supposed to know how to get rid of bodies.
Bad Boy Lincoln: I create the bodies. I don’t erase the bodies.
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Franky Four Fingers: I have stones to sell, fat to chew, and many different men to see about many different dogs, so if I am not rushing you…
Doug the Head: Slow down, Franky, my son. When in Rome…
Franky Four Fingers: I am not in Rome, Doug. I am in a rush.
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Boris ‘The Blade’ Yurinov: Give me the stone.
Vinny: [pointing] It’s in the case.
Boris ‘The Blade’ Yurinov: What? [takes out his earplugs]
Vinny: It’s in the case!
Boris ‘The Blade’ Yurinov: You put the stone in the case? Then open the case and give me the stone.
Sol: The only man who knew the combination… you just shot.
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Turkish: For ever action, there is a reaction. And a Pikey reaction… is quite a fucking thing.
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Errol: Looks like we’re in, guv’nor.
Brick Top: Goody gumdrops. Get us a cup of tea, would you, Errol?
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Gorgeous George: It’s a camp site, a pikey campsite…
Tommy: Ten points.
Gorgeous George: What we doing here?
Tommy: We’re buying a caravan.
Gorgeous George: Off a pack of fuckin’ pikeys? What’s wrong with you? This will get messy.
Tommy: Well not if you’re here.
Gorgeous George: Oh, you bastard! I fuckin’ hate pikeys!
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Tommy: The human body hasn’t got used to dairy products yet.
Turkish: Well fuck me Tommy. What have you been reading?
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Boris ‘The Blade’ Yurinov: [referring to Tommy's gun] Heavy is good, heavy is reliable. If it doesn’t work you can always hit them with it.
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[from a deleted scene]
Errol: You’re a dead man, Tony! You hear me? A fucking dead man!
Brick Top: Oi! What’s going on in there?
Errol: He’s pissed in my fucking pocket!
Brick Top: Oh, shut up, Errol. Get back in your fucking pram. Tony, ain’t you house-trained?
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[Gorgeous George has just been knocked out]
Tommy: We’ve lost Gorgeous George.
Brick Top: Shhh. You’re going to have to repeat that.
Tommy: We’ve lost Gorgeous George.
Brick Top: Well, where’d you lose him? He ain’t a set of fucking car keys, is he? And it ain’t as if he’s incon-fucking-spicuous now, is it?
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Vinny: Wow! That’s a great load off me mind. Now, if you wouldn’t mind telling me who the fuck you are, apart from someone who feeds people to pigs of course!
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Turkish: All he’s gotta do is stay down. [Mickey suddenly rises from the mat and knocks out Anderson with a single punch]
Turkish: *Now* we are fucked.
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[last lines]
Turkish: [narrating] Tommy persuaded me to keep the dog. I eventually agreed, as long as he took it to a vet. I couldn’t stand that squeaking any more. The vet found half an undigested shoe, a squeaky toy, and an 84-carat diamond lodged in its stomach. It’s quite amazing what can happen in a week. Still didn’t shut it up though. So what do you do? You go to see the man that knows about these sort of things.
Turkish: So what do you think? Do you know anyone who’d be interested?
Doug the Head: I might.
Napolean Hill writes about using an “imaginary council” to shape his character:
“I followed the habit of reshaping my own character by, by trying to intimidate the nine men whose lives and life-works had been most impressive to me. These nine men were Emerson, Paine, Edison, Darwin, Lincoln, Burbank, Napolean, Ford and Carnegie. Every night over a long period of years, I held an imaginary council meeting with this group whom I called my “Invisible Counselors.”
The procedure was this. Just before going to sleep at night, I would shut my eyes, and see my imagination, this group of men seated with me around my council table. Here I had not only an opportunity to sit among those whom I considered to be great, but I actually dominated the group, by serving as the chairman.
I had a very definite purpose in indulging in my imagination through these nightly meetings. My purpose was to rebuild my own character to it would represent a composite of the characters of my imaginary counselors.”
Example Dialogue
Hill includes an example of his dialogue with his imaginary council:
“Mr. Emerson, I desire to acquire from you the marvelous understanding of nature which distinguished your life. I ask that you make an impress upon my subconscious mind of whatever qualities you possessed, which enabled you to understand and adapt yourself to the laws of nature.”
“Mr. Burbank, I request that you pass on to me the knowledge which enabled you to harmonize the laws of nature, that you caused the cactus to shed its thorns and become an edible food. Give me access to the knowledge which enabled you to make two blades of grass grow where but one grew before. ”
“Napolean, I desire to acquire from you, by emulation, the marvelous ability you possessed to inspire men, and to arouse them to greater and more determined spirit of action. Also to acquire the spirit of enduring faith, which
enabled you to turn defeat into victory, and to surmount staggering obstacles.”
“Mr. Paine, I desire to acquire from you the freedom of thought and the courage and clarity with which to express convictions which so distinguished you! ”
“Mr. Darwin, I wish to acquire from you the marvelous patience, and ability to study cause and effect, without bias or prejudice, so exemplified by you in the field of natural science.”
“Mr. Lincoln, I desire to build into my own character the keen sense of justice, the untiring spirit of patience, the sense of humor, the human
understanding, and the tolerance which were your distinguishing characteristics.”
“Mr. Carnegie, I wish to acquire a thorough understanding of the principles of organized effort, which you used so effectively in the building of a great industrial enterprise.”
“Mr. Ford, I wish to acquire your spirit of persistence, the determination, the poise, and self-confidence which have enabled you to master poverty, and to organize, unify and simplify human effort, so I may help others to follow in your footsteps.”
“Mr. Edison, I wish to acquire from you the marvelous spirit of faith, with which you have uncovered so many of nature’s secrets, the spirit of unremiting toil with which you have so often wrested victory from defeat.”
My Take Aways
There’s a few things I like about this example:
I like the idea of turning your favorite heroes into a personal sounding board.
It doesn’t matter whether you model from someone alive or from the past. It’s an imaginary council.
I think the process of visualizing helps you clarify what you really want.
I think the act of visualizing from multiple perspectives helps you reflect on where you really are with regard to where you really want to be. It’s a good way of exposing opportunities for improvement.
I know from experience that modeling the success of others is an effective way to speed up learning cycles.
I particularly like the fact that Hill called out that it’s more than just modeling action, it’s modeling the feeling.
If you just go through the motions, it’s not the same as being in the same state of mind or feeling your way through.
Emulate the Great
How can you learn whatever you want from any of your favorite heroes?
By modeling what they think, feel, and do.
In Think and Grow Rich, Napolean Hill writes:
“Experience has taught me that the next best thing to being truly great
is to emulate the great,
by feeling
and action,
as nearly as possible.”
Model the very best who are achieving the results you desire. Emulate with congruency,
and soon you are performing at a level of great;
and producing similar results.
“The height of a man’s success is gauged by his self~mastery;
the depth of his failure by his level of self~abandonment….
and this law is the expression of eternal justice.”
He who has no power over himself~
will have no power out in his world.
“The spirit of man is inseparable from the Infinite,
and
can be satisfied with nothing less than the Infinite.” James Allen
“That which is essential is invisible to the eye.” Antoine de Saint Exupery
“There is in all visible things…a hidden wholeness.” Thomas Merton
“The fact is that because no one thing
or feature of this universe is
separable from the whole,
the only real You, or Self, is the whole.” Alan Watts
The fundamental nature of this infinite wholeness has
been described as:
Advaita, “Not-Two”(Vedanta)
Dzogchen, “Natural Great Perfection” (Tibetan Buddhism)
Kensho, “The Essence of One’s Being” (Zen Buddhism)
The essential nature of this Reality is revealed in a stunning, timeless moment of Realization: “Wonder of wonders!
This very enlightenment is
the nature of all beings,
and yet they are unhappy
for lack of it!”
The Buddha’s exclamation at
the moment of his Awakening
Invest the additional 24 days to condition in your habits to create positive addictions.
Once installed your successful habits will have become your NATURE.
