Man 1: "One...two...three...four...five...six. Six, the perfect number."
Man 2: "Isn't three the perfect number?"
Man 1: "Hm... yeah, but I've got six more bullets in my gun."
Close, but no cigar. Here's another pretty famous quote.
Man: "You know who you are? Eh Eh? Want to know who's son you are? You don't, I do, everybody does. You're the son of a thousand fathers, all bastards like you!"
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Man: "You know who you are? Eh Eh? Want to know who's son you are? You don't, I do, everybody does. You're the son of a thousand fathers, all bastards like you!"
(the good, the bad, the ugly for those that didn't guess it.)