Pour un visionnage optimal des sous-titres, utilisez VobSub ( http://files.divx-digest.com/software/subtitle/VobSub_2.23.exe ).
Police Arial, 20, gras. H : 50 V : 98 (cocher override placement).
Ou vous vous retrouverez avec des codes/balises qui gneront votre lecture car non supports, comme c'est le cas pour DivXG400.

Toutefois, si vous voulez vous dbarrasser des "<i>texte</i>" et autres codes/balises de positionnement ("{\pos(192,207)}") et de couleur ("{\c&HFFFFFF&}") dans le cas o votre platine ne les supporterait pas, vous pouvez utiliser le RemoveTags cre par Lama qui est bien pratique.

Pour cela, faites simplement un glisser-dposer de votre fichier de sous-titres sur l'icone du fichier RemoveTags.vbs ; normalement, un fichier de sauvegarde (avec l'extension .bak) sera cr, et le fichier avec le nom d'origine ne contiendra plus aucun code de formatage. A moins qu'il n'y ait un problme, le script n'met aucun message.

Bien sr, cela ne marche que sous Windows (98 et suprieur), c'est strictement sans aucune garantie, et vous pouvez le redistribuer  votre guise en gardant le prsent fichier.

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Scnario : Denis Leary & Peter Tolan
Ralisation : Don Scardino

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- Morceau lors de l'incendie : "The Lure Would Prove Too Much" - Twilight Singers

- 02:45 - Je disais dans les annexes du 4.01 - Babyface avoir la conviction que DL & PT s'amusaient  insrer des "fuck" (et ses variantes) en douce ["fuck" (et ses variantes) tant interdit sur le cble basic, dont fait partie FX]. On en a encore un autre avec Needles : "Nils, get that goddamn fucking closer."

- 10:57 - Mickey Mantle est un ancien grand joueur de baseball (http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mickey_Mantle).

- 32:05 - Zippo est une marque de briquets (http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zippo).

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- All right, probie, hope you're ready for this.
- You're not supposed to call me probie.
- Hey, I call you what you are, asshole, all right? We jump off the rig, you get on my ass and you stay there. Hang on for dear goddamn life.

- All right... I got nothing to say, because you guys are playing like the goddamn Celtics out there. It's just amazing... I mean, the Larry Bird 1980s championship Celtics, OK? I mean, I got no notes, you know. So, what I think we should do, just to make things look better is, I'm gonna draw a giant vagina on this little board right here. And while I'm doing that, you guys all make it look like I'm drawing some strategy thing, OK, instead of a vagina... The kind of vagina that I'm drawing, you know, which really is the point of all this. I mean, it's really the reason why, you know, you play sports... Is to meet girls. So, what I want you to do is, I want you to look at this giant black-and-white vagina that I'm drawing down here. But I want you to go out and I want you to score another 55 points, and we can all get laid, and we can all make more money. OK? So, on 3. Vagina. 1, 2, 3. Vagina!

- I ate all the edible panties.
- You... ate panties.
- Chocolate-flavored?
- Yeah, and vanilla and strawberry. We had a Neapolitan thing going.
- My man.

- You're family, Mike. That's what's important... family, you know? That unbreakable bond. And I'm willing to forgive and forget.
- Bros before hos, right?
- Bros before hos.
- Great. Now, let's get shitfaced and make it official.

- How pissed are you?
- I don't know. You mean, about the slap?

- According to your theory, I guess God had Connor run over by a drunk driver, why? To spare him the fate of maybe having cancer of the ass when he was 42 years old? Is that what's going on, Mick? Huh?
- Well, maybe because of his dna, he becomes a raging alcoholic, gets behind the wheel with a load on, and runs over somebody else's innocent kid 15 years from now. Maybe that's what's happening. Did you ever think of that, huh?
- Nobody knows nothin', Mick. Not until it happens.
- You're wrong. Everything happens for a reason.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- All right.

- Do it. Do it for me.

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Enjoy, pals.