Quentin Tarantino's Reservoir Istari
Saruman: Okay, let me introduce everybody to everybody. But once again, at the risk of being redundant, if I even think I hear somebody telling or referring to somebody by the wrong color...you won't want to be you. Okay, quickly. I'm Saruman the White. The rest of you... Gandalf the Grey, Radaghast the Brown, Alatar the Blue, Pallindo the Blonde, Rothetim the Orange, and Buscemis the Pink.
Buscemis: Why am I the Pink?
Saruman: 'Cause you're a f*****.
Buscemis: Why can't we pick out our own colors?
Saruman: I tried that once, it don't work. You get four wizards fighting over who's gonna be the Black. Since nobody knows anybody else, nobody wants to back down. So forget it, I pick. Be thankful you're not the Yellow.
Radaghast: Yeah, but the Brown? That's too close to the sh**.
Buscemis: Yeah, the Pink sounds like the P**sy. Tell you what, let me be the Purple. That sounds good to me, I'm the Purple.
Saruman:You're not the Purple, somebody from another realm is the Purple. You're the Pink!
Gandalf: Who cares what your name is? Who cares if you're the Pink, the Purple, the P**sy, the Piss...
Buscemis: Oh that's really easy for you to say, you're the Grey. You gotta cool-sounding name. So tell me, Gandalf the Grey, if you think "the Pink" is no big deal, you wanna trade?
Saruman: Nobody's trading with anybody! Look, this ain't a goddamn f***in city counsel meeting! Listen up, Pink. We got two ways here, my way or the the way of the Dark Lord. And you can go down either of 'em. So, what's it gonna be, Pink?
Buscemis: Jesus Christ, Sar. F***in forget it. This is beneath me. I'm the Pink, let's move on.