The Saints Are Coming, The Dirges
Every lit cigarette and cigar in The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day set to Hawksley Workman’s “Jealous Of Your Cigarette.”
It’s St. Paddy’s, so I’m posting my Boondock Saints supercuts.
Up first, every lit cigarette from The Boondock Saints set to Boston’s “Smokin’.”
Murphy: But how would anyone recognize us?
Connor: You don’t remember those sketches on the news channel?
Murphy: Shit. That’s right. Y’know, every time they show those composites on TV and then they catch the guy, it looks nothin’ like him. But ours?
Connor: Just our luck. We get Leonardo fuckin’ da Vinci as a sketch artist.
Murphy: Maybe we should dye our hair.
Connor: What?
Murphy: Yeah. These guys are always dyin’ their hair. You know, like in ‘The Fugitive.’ It’s covert and shit.
Lesson: Do not tease your brother when he’s tattooing your back. He will stab you.