PERK: War’s over, man. KG’s out. . .
BIG BABY DAVIS: Over? Did you say “over”? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!
PAUL: [whispering] Germans?
RAY: Forget it, he’s rolling.
BIG BABY DAVIS: And it ain’t over now. ‘Cause when the goin’ gets tough… [thinks hard] the tough get goin’! Who’s with me? Let’s go! [runs out, alone; then returns] What the HELL happened to the BOSTON CELTICS I used to know, the greatest franchise in the HISTORY of BASKETBALL? Where’s the spirit? Where’s the guts, huh? “Ooooooh, we’re afraid to go with you BABY, we might get in trouble.” Well, just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I’m not gonna take this. HOWARD, he’s a dead man! LEBRON, dead! KOBE, ready to have his soul eaten!
PAUL: DEAD! BABY’S right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody’s part.
BIG BABY DAVIS: We’re just the guys to do it.
PERK: Let’s do it.
BIG BABY DAVIS: LET’S DO IT!