Pictured, left to right: Alex Galchenyuk, Filip Forsberg, Malcolm Subban, Nail Yakupov, Mikhail Grigorenko, Ryan Murray.
An argument could be made for these six prospects getting drafted as the top six picks overall, in three weeks. Not a very convincing one, but a plausible one, maybe.
But I don't care about any of that shit. All I want to hear from you people is movie title / TV show / whatever, followed by a list of its 6 characters, as portrayed by the actors in the above movie poster. Bonus points for things like excerpted dialogue, photoshops, whatever you got, I dunno, I'm already starting to care less and less, so let's do this thing now.
Prize money will be paid by .... let's say .... Parisi .... and whoever garners the most rec's wins, or something.
The Wire (Stanfield crew), starring:
Galchenyuk, as Felicia "Snoop" Pearson
Forsberg, as Kenard
Subban, as Chris Partlow
Yakupov, as Marlo Stanfield
Grigorenko, as Bodie
Murray, as Michael Lee
Galchenyuk: So you say it’s .27 caliber, huh?
Hardware Store Employee: Yeah, not large ballistically, but for driving nails, it’s enough. Any more than that, you’d add to the recoil. Now, you understand what I mean by recoil?
Galchenyuk: Yeah, the kickback. I’m with you man, but shit, I seen a tiny-ass .22 round-nose drop a nigga plenty of days. Motherfuckers get up in you like a pinball, rip your ass up. Them big joints, man they just break up your bones and you’re like, "fuck it", you know? I’m just gonna go with this one right here, man. How much do I owe you?
Hardware Store Employee: Six-sixty-nine plus tax …. but, but wait, you gave me $800 ….
Galchenyuk: So what, man? You earned that buck like a motherfucker, man. Keep that shit.
Forsberg: Sorry man, package was stolen.
Dealer: What? Out the back of yo' basement?
Forsberg: Cops kicked my motherfuckin' door in, that's how they do .... we good?
Grigorenko: I feel old. I been out there since I was 13. I ain't never fucked up a count, never stole off a package, never did some shit that I wasn't told to do. I been straight up. But what come back? Hmm? You think if I get jammed up on some shit they'd be like, "A'ight, yeah. Grigorenko been there. Grigorenko hang tough. We got him a pay lawyer. We got a bail." .... They want me to stand with them, right? But where the fuck they at when they supposed to be standing by us? I mean, when shit goes bad and there's hell to pay, where they at? This game is rigged, man. We like the little bitches on a chessboard.
Detective McNulty: Pawns.
Galchenyuk: How my hair look, Ryan?
Murray: Look good, girl.
Or just make up your own fan fiction dialogue, but stay in character. No turning to the camera, or laughing at your own jokes, like Jimmy Fallon.