I went to a party when I was a student and they had a mynah bird up in the bedroom where people put their coats. I was completely captivated - I just sat there all night talking to it. The next day I passed a pet shop and they had a conure - it's a little parakeet - in the window. I bought it, not knowing what it was or how to look after it.
It motivates me, being a parakeet and living for so many years in Barcelona. Going back to the city is always something nice, and playing against Barca, too.
Lisbeth Salander: Rebecka was the first, just as you thought. The second, M.H., is Mari Holmberg, a prostitute in Kalmar. Murdered in 1954 matching Leviticus 20:18.
Mikael Blomkvist: If a man lies with a woman having her sickness, he has made naked her fountain and she has uncovered the fountain of her blood.
Lisbeth Salander: She
was raped and stabbed, but the cause of death was suffocation with a sanitary napkin.
Mikael Blomkvist: Okay.
Lisbeth Salander: R.L., Rakel Lunde. 1957. A cleaning woman and part-time palm reader. Tied with a clothesline, gagged, raped. Head crushed with a rock. Leviticus 20:27.
Mikael Blomkvist: A woman who is a medium or
sorceress shall be put to death by stoning.
Lisbeth Salander: Sara Witt, 1964. Daughter of a pastor. Tied to her bed. Raped. Charred in the fire that burned down her house. Leviticus 21:9.
Mikael Blomkvist: The daughter of a priest who profanes herself by playing the harlot profanes her father and shall be burned with fire.
Lisbeth
Salander: Magda Lovisa Sjoberg, 1960. Found in a barn. Stabbed and raped with farm tools. The cow in the next stall had its throat slit. Its blood was splashed on her and hers on it.
Mikael Blomkvist: Leviticus 20:16. If a woman lies with any beast You shall kill the woman and the beast. Their blood is upon them.
Lisbeth Salander: Lea
Persson, 1962. Found by her sister in their pet shop. Raped, beaten. The killer uncaged the animals, smashed the aquariums. There was a parakeet inside her. Next, Eva Gustavsson, 1960. A runaway. Raped, strangled. A burnt pigeon tied around her neck. Lena Andersson, 1967. A student. Raped, stabbed, decapitated.
Mikael Blomkvist: [interrupts] Okay.
Nigel: [jumping onto the cage Blu and Jewel are being held in] Oh, I know I'm not a pretty birdy. But I used to be quite a looker.
[shows them a poster with himself looking dashing on it]
Nigel: A star! Lights. Camera. Action!
[he starts singing]
Nigel: I was striking, suave, ambitious. Feet to beak. So bodylicious. Now
I am wild. I am villainous and vicious. Oh! And malicious. I had it all. A TV show. Women too! I was tall, over one foot two! And then they got a pretty parakeet to fill my shoes. That's why I'm so evil why I do what I do!
[a chorus of birds starts singing]
Chorus of birds: He was a super star!
Nigel: So young and vital.
Chorus of birds: He's ghastly!
Nigel: A South American Idol!
Chorus of birds: He's a suspicious bird!
Nigel: Who said that about me?
Chorus of birds: A very vicious bird.
Nigel: I'll have you rotisseried! I'm a feathery freak, with a beak. A bird murder! You think you're badder than me. I never head of ya. I'm evil. I'll fill your cheese balls
with weevils!
[continues his singing to Blu and Jewel]
Nigel: I poop on people and I blame it on seagulls.
[we see a seagull nearby]
Nigel: It was him.
Chorus of birds: He's a nasty bird!
Nigel: I'm invincible. I'm unmincable. I'm unwashable. Unrinsable. Like an abandoned school, I have no principle. Full
of Brazilian birds. All eighty million birds. I tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to make you.
[to the chorus of birds who continue singing]
Nigel: Shut up now. Shut up!
[the chorus of birds stop singing]
Nigel: It's just me.
[to Blu and Jewel]
Nigel: I will make you ugly too! Sweet nightmares.
[laughs wickedly and flies away]
Blu: Not cool, man! Scary, but not cool!
Nigel: [jumping onto the cage Blu and Jewel are being held in] Oh, I know I'm not a pretty birdy. But I used to be quite a looker.
[shows them a poster with himself looking dashing on it]
Nigel: A star! Lights. Camera. Action!
[he starts singing]
Nigel: I was striking, suave, ambitious feet to beak, so birdy-licious.
Now I am vile, I am villainous and vicious. Oh! And malicious. I had it all. A TV show, Women too! I was tall, over one foot two! And then they got a pretty parakeet to fill my shoes. That's why I am so evil why I do what I do!
[a chorus of birds starts singing]
Chorus of birds: He was a super star!
Nigel: So young and vital.
Chorus of birds: He's
nasty!
Nigel: A South American Idol!
Chorus of birds: He's a suspicious bird!
Nigel: Who said that about me?
Chorus of birds: A very vicious bird.
Nigel: I'll have you rotisseried! I was the king of telenovelas The envy of all the other fellows. Then I was pushed out for a Pretty Polly parakeet from Paraguay they
called Patricious. Common Paraguayan name.
Chorus of birds: He's a nasty bird!
Nigel: I'm insidious.
Chorus of birds: He's nasty.
Nigel: Oh, I'm hideous!
Chorus of birds: He was a real macaw.
Nigel: I'm a cockatoo!
Chorus of birds: An obscene bird!
Nigel: Yes, that word's
true. I'm a feathery freak, with a beak. A bird murder! You think you're badder than me. I never head of ya. I'm evil. I'll fill your cheese balls with weevils!
[continues his singing to Blu and Jewel]
Nigel: I poop on people and I blame it on seagulls.
[we see a seagull nearby]
Nigel: It was him.
Chorus of birds: He's a nasty
bird!
Nigel: I'm invincible.
Chorus of birds: He's nasty!
Nigel: I'm unminceable. I'm unwashable, Unrinsable. Like an abandoned school I have no principal! All of you Brazilian birds, all 18 million birds, I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to make you...
[to the chorus of birds who continue singing]
Nigel: Shut up now, shut up!
[the chorus of birds stop singing]
Nigel: It's just me. I will make you ugly too. Did you hear how dramatic that was, with the end?
[laughs wickedly and flies away]
Blu: Not cool, man! Scary, but not cool!
Nigel: [jumping onto the cage Blu and Jewel are being held in] Oh, I know I'm not a pretty birdy. But I used to be quite a looker.
[shows them a poster with himself looking dashing on it]
Nigel: A star! Lights. Camera. Action!
[he starts singing]
Nigel: I was striking, suave, ambitious feet to beak, so birdy-licious.
Now I am vile, I am villainous and vicious. Oh! And malicious. I had it all. A TV show, Women too! I was tall, over one foot two! And then they got a pretty parakeet to fill my shoes. That's why I am so evil why I do what I do!
[a chorus of birds starts singing]
Chorus of birds: He was a super star!
Nigel: So young and vital.
Chorus of birds: He's
nasty!
Nigel: A South American Idol!
Chorus of birds: He's a suspicious bird!
Nigel: Who said that about me?
Chorus of birds: A very vicious bird.
Nigel: I'll have you rotisseried! I was the king of telenovelas The envy of all the other fellows. Then I was pushed out for a Pretty Polly parakeet from Paraguay they
called Patricious. Common Paraguayan name.
Chorus of birds: He's a nasty bird!
Nigel: I'm insidious.
Chorus of birds: He's nasty.
Nigel: Oh, I'm hideous!
Chorus of birds: He was a real macaw.
Nigel: I'm a cockatoo!
Chorus of birds: An obscene bird!
Nigel: Yes, that word's
true. I'm a feathery freak, with a beak. A bird murder! You think you're badder than me. I never head of ya. I'm evil. I'll fill your cheese balls with weevils!
[continues his singing to Blu and Jewel]
Nigel: I poop on people and I blame it on seagulls.
[we see a seagull nearby]
Nigel: It was him.
Chorus of birds: He's a nasty
bird!
Nigel: I'm invincible.
Chorus of birds: He's nasty!
Nigel: I'm unminceable. I'm unwashable, unrinsable. Like an abandoned school I have no principal! All of you Brazilian birds, all 18 million birds, I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to make you...
[to the chorus of birds who continue singing]
Nigel: Shut up now, shut up!
[the chorus of birds stop singing]
Nigel: It's just me. I will make you ugly too. Sweet nightmares!
[laughs wickedly and flies away]
Blu: Not cool, man! Scary, but not cool!