8. lokakuuta 2014
Arnold Schwarzeneggerin key note -puhe Nordic Business Forumissa
Good afternoon Finland,
Before we start: If you front row guys don't shut up, I'm going to uplink your ass ....and you'll be on the ground. No more complaining. No more "Mr. Schwarzenegger, I have to go the bathroom". Nothing! There IS no bathroom! Put that cookie down. NOW!
It's nice to see so many familiar faces here in Helsinki. Dillon, you son of a bitch! Let off some steam, Bennett! You're a funny guy, Sully. I like you. That's why I'm going to kill you last. And see you at the party, Richter! Ahhh... he had to split.
So, what will happen during my key note speech? First, the air's gonna heat up in here to 451 degrees. Then your pass will explode like a Roman candle, your socks will ignite, and your fingernails will melt. I'm gonna use you as a human shield, then I'm gonna take that chisel and kill the guard with it. Then I was thinking about breaking your neck. Yes, I am the party pooper.
Are these all your lunches? You mean you eat other peoples' lunches? I hope you leave enough room for my fist, because I'm going to ram it into your stomach and break your goddamn spine! You think you're bad, huh? You think you're funny, don't you? You're a fucking choir boy compared to me! A CHOIR BOY! Fuck YOU, asshole! Stop whining! You kids are soft. You lack discipline. I know now why you cry, but it's something I can never do.
What's the difference between you and I? The difference is, I'm just gonna kill you. I'm your TWIN brother. They even think I'm your girlfriend. I'm not into politics, I'm into survival. I eat Green Berets for breakfast, and right now, I'm very hungry. But if I am not me, who da hell am I?
Many people ask me what is best in life. To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women. No one, not even you will remember if we were good men or bad. Why we fought and why we died. No, all that matter's is that two stood against many. That's what is important.
Finally, here are my advices to you, folks: 1) Get your ass to Mars. 2) Chill-out, dickwad. 3) You should clone yourself while your still alive. And remember: If it bleeds, we can kill it.
Now, I need your clothes, your boots and your motorcycle. No. I am not shitting you. I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it.
Thank you Helsinki. I'll be back. Now, get to the choppa!