Mel Gibson Recordings

Mel Gibson is one of my personal heros. Not only is he responsible for 3 of the greatest movies of all time (Mad Max series) he is also one of the few people left in the world that isn’t afraid to speak his mind. Hell, when he was getting booked for DUI he even called a female cop “sugar tits”. What’s not to like about the guy?

He’s recently got himself into another shitstorm over some recordings that were made of him when he was arguing with his girlfriend (allegedly).

You can read his rants below, or listen to the first part here.

MG: “… because you’re trying to breastfeed with fucking foreign bodies in you. Is that it?”

OG: “That has nothing to do with it.”

MG: “Oh, it has nothing to do with what – the fact that you had foreign bodies in there?”

OG: “Correct.”

MG: “Correct okay good. So you’re not lying to me about fake tits?”

OG: “I never have.”

MG: “Yes. Yes, you just did. You said they weren’t. You fucking lied to me before.”

OG: “I didn’t. I never said anything of the kind. You never asked me, I never told you. Or maybe you asked me but I never lied about this.”

MG: “Who cares, they look ridiculous, get rid of ‘em why don’t you. Anyway –“

OG: “That’s not none of your fucking business.”

MG: “It is, it is. They look stupid. It’s just an appraisal. Keep ‘em if you want. Look stupid, see if I give a fuck.”

MG: “They’re too big and they look stupid. They look like some vegas bitch. They look like a vegas whore. And you go around sashaying in your tight clothes and stuff – I won’t stand for that anymore.”

OG: “I don’t walk around in tight clothes. I stay at home most of the time.”

MG: “You fucking do. You go out in public and it’s a fucking embarrassment. You look like a fucking bitch on heat. And if you get raped by a pack of niggers it’ll be your fault, alright? Because you provoked it.”

MG: “You are provocatively dressed all the time with your fake boobs, you feel you have to show off in tight outfits and tight pants [inaudible] and that green thing today was enough – that’s provocative. Ok? I’m telling you. I’m just telling you the truth.”

MG: “I don’t like it. I don’t want that woman. I don’t want you. I don’t believe you anymore. I don’t trust you. I don’t love you. I don’t want you. Ok?”

MG: “Stay in the fucking house. I’m not giving it to you but I’ll let you stay there. Ok? And I will take care of my child but I don’t want you anymore.”

You can listen to Part 2 here.

OG: Yes?

MG: Stay on this phone and don’t hang up on me. I have plenty of energy to drive over there. You understand me? AND I WILL! SO JUST FUCKING LISTEN TO ME. LISTEN TO MY FUCKING RANTING. LISTEN TO WHAT YOU DO TO ME.

OG: I didn’t do anything to you.

MG: A pain in the ass!

OG: You are ruining my life!

MG: You make my life so fucking difficult!

OG: Well you know what, it’s so —

MG: Why can’t you be a woman who fucking supports me instead of a woman that sucks off me. And just fucking sucks me dry. And wants, and wants. Go through this relationship if you’re a good woman and you love me. I don’t believe you anymore. I’m sick of your bullshit! Has any relationship ever worked with you? NO!

OG: Listen to me. You don’t love me because somebody who loves does not behave this way.

(crosstalk)

MG: Shut the fuck up. I know I’m behaving like this because I know absolutely that you do not love me and you treat me with no consideration.

OG: One second please. Can I please speak?

MG: I love you because I’ve treated you with every kindness, every consideration. You rejected … you will never be happy. Fuck you! Get the fuck away from me! But my daughter is important! All right? Now, you have one more chance. And I mean it. Now fucking go if you want, but I will give you one more chance. (huffing with anger) You make me wanna smoke. You fuck my day up. You care about yourself.

OG: You’re so selfish.

MG: When I’ve been so fucking good to you. You fucking try to destroy me.

OG: I didn’t do anything. I did not do anything. This is your selfish imagination. That’s bull!

MG: Shut the fuck up! You should just fucking smile and blow me! ‘Cause I deserve it.

OG: I’m sleeping with the baby. I’m waking up every two hours. I fell asleep because I was waiting for you because you weren’t ready to go to the jacuzzi as we agreed.

MG: Who the fuck cares? We agreed nothing.

OG: You just enjoy insulting me. That’s all.

MG: Fuck you, I so fucking do. Because you’ve hurt me so bad. You insult me with every look, every breath, every heartbeat.

OG: I did not do anything. I apologize for nothing.

MG: What? What? You apologize for nothing? Well then you’re a dishonest cunt! Because you need to apologize for a reason.

OG: I wanted to have peace. You are unbalanced.

MG: Instinctively, I feel that. And I will not be patronized by you.

OG: You’re unbalanced. You need medication.

MG: If you will not fucking admit that, then get the fuck out. I will make your god damn life miserable. Alright?

OG: You need medication.

MG: What? What?

OG: You need medication.

MG: I need a woman, not a fucking little girl with a fucking dysfunctional cunt. I need a fucking woman. I don’t need medication. You need a fucking bat to the side of the head. All right? How about that? You need a fucking doctor. You need a fucking brain transplant. You need a fucking… you need a fucking soul.

I need medication? I need someone who fucking treats me like a man, like a human being. With kindness, who understands what gratitude is because I fucking bend over backwards with my balls in a knot. and she gives me shit with a fucking sour look and says I’m mean. What the fuck is that? This is mean! Get it! You get it now? What mean is? Get it? (huffing)

You fucking don’t care about me. I’m having a hard time and you fucking yank the rug, you bitch. You fucking, selfish bitch. Don’t you dare hang up on me.

OG: I can’t listen to this anymore.

MG: You hang up, I’m coming over there.

OG: I’ll call the police.

MG: What?

OG: I’ll call the police.

MG: You fucking cunt. I’m coming to my house. You’re in my house, honey.

OG: Yes, but you … don’t call me honey.

MG: You’re in my house, so I’ll call the police and tell them there’s someone in my house. How about that?

OG: You can do that. That’s fine.

MG: Fuck you! I don’t involve the police in anything because I stand up for myself. You, you weak cunt, you call the fucking cops.

OG: Then I will go to Alicia’s right now.

MG: Why don’t you fuck off to that cunt bitch Alicia’s. She was fucking making eyes at me. She’d have s—– me in 5 seconds. Take that one up with her. I was trying to spare your god damn feelings. She’d have blown me in 5 seconds! She’s not your friend. You don’t have any fucking friends except me. And you treat me like shit. So that’s why I’m so fucking angry. Because I don’t have any friends. And I try to make one from you and you treat me like shit and you fucking use me. The career is over! And boy, when I said that, you lit out of here faster than I’ve ever seen you before. And now you’ll be at Alicia’s place. You just showed me what you are. Absolutely. Unequivocally.

OG: I don’t care if you don’t spend another penny. Listen to me, Mel, I don’t give a damn if you don’t spend another penny on me.

MG: Oh yes you do!

OG: I’m just fearing for the life of my daughter.

MG: You’ll find some other fucker to pay for you.

OG: Listen to me…

MG: You’re a cunt and a whore! That’s what you are and you have just proved it. You got out of here in record time.

OG: Because I’m saving my life and my daughter’s life. That’s what I’m doing. I don’t give a damn about my music. And I don’t give a damn about you spending another penny. I’m saving her life. You almost killed us, did you forget?

MG: The last three years have been a fucking gravy train for you.

OG: You were hitting a woman with a child in her hands. You! What kind of a man is that, hitting a woman when she’s holding a child in her hands? Breaking her teeth, twice, in the face. What kind of man is that?

MG: Oooh, you’re all angry now! You know what, you fucking deserved it.

OG: You’re gonna answer, one day, boy, you’re gonna answer.

MG: Huh? What? Are you threatening me?

OG: Nothing, nothing. I’m not the one to threaten.

MG: I’m threatening you? I’ll put you in a fucking rose garden, you cunt. You understand that? Because I’m capable of it. You understand that? Get a fucking restraining order. For what? What are you gonna get a restraining order for? For me being drunk and disorderly? For hitting you? For what?

Here is the third part of his rants.

MG: “I will fire ____ if she’s at your house. I will make it known and fire her. I’ll report her to the fu*king people that take fu*king money from the wetbacks! Okay?

MG: “You fu*king ignorant bitch! I don’t understand you. You’re saying stupid shit! How dare you fu*king even insult me with some of the stupid reasoning you have. Your logic sucks because you’re a fu*king mentally deprived idiot!”

OG: “You made me moneyless. I used to have hundred thousand dollars a year when you met me. You took me, you possessed me. Everything I am you own me with my liver and my kidneys and my thoughts and my soul. Everything! My career, or whatever it is. Pathetic career. Whatever it is, it’s yours. You control me like marionette. I don’t belong to myself, only to you. I can’t do anything and I walk on eggshells always with you!”

MG: “That’s because you are a fucking using whore. I OWN YOU!”

MG: “You probably fucked ___! You know you did!

OG: “Wow. I swear in front of God that I did not.”

MG: “Fuck an ugly man! You don’t give a fuck as long as they pay your fucking rent!”

OG: “The baby is crying. I have to go.”

MG: “Go look after my child!”

OG: “She’s my child too.”

MG: “Yeah unfortunately, you cu*t whore! I hope she doesn’t turn out like you.”

WAY TO GO MEL!!! Give that useless cunt what she deserves. Here’s the inevitable remix.

And finally, here he is calling some stupid, pompous piece of shit an asshole. (wait for the end of the video)

Keep it up Mel, you’re the greatest.

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