‘You’re Sicilian, huh?’ ‘Yeah, Sicilian.’ ‘Hmmm… You know, I read a lot. Especiall thins about history. I find that shit fascinating. Here’s a fact, I don’t know whether you know are not. Sicilians were spawned by niggers.’ ‘Ehhh… Come again?’ ‘It’s a fact. Sicilians have black blood pumping through their hearts. If you don’t believe me, you could look it up. Hundreds of years ago, you see eh, the Moors conquered Sicily. And the Moors are niggers. You see, way back then, Sicilians seemed like waps from Northern Italy. They all had blond hair, blue eyes. But eh, well, then the Moors moved in and eh, well, they changed the whole country. They did so much fucking with Sicilian women that they changed the whole bloodline forever. That’s why blond hair, blue eyes, became black hair, dark skin. You know, it’s absolutely amazing to me, to think that to this day, hundreds of years later, that eh, that Sicilians still carry that nigger gene. This eh… No, I’m qouting history… It’s written. It’s a fact, it’s written….’ ‘Ilove this guy, haha…’ ‘Your ancestors are niggers. Haha. Yeah. And yoyr great, great, great, great grandmother fucked a nigger. Yeah. And she had a halve nigger kid. Now if that’s a fact, tell me… am I lyin’? ‘Cause you are part eggplant.’ ‘Ooow. Heei, heei, heei, you are a cantalope….. Oooow. That was beautiful.’
(drexl)…sit down boy,grab yo’self an eggroll. We got everything here from a little-eyed-joe to damm if I know…
(ELVIS) I like you Clarence, always have,(snaps his fingers, and point at him)always will.
1) Could I have one of those Chesterfields now?
2) Grab a seat there, boy. Want some dinner? Grab yourself an egg roll. We got everything here from a diddle-eyed-Joe to a damned-if-I-know
1) Elliot, do I look like a beautiful blonde with big tits and an ass that tastes like French vanilla ice cream?
2) What?
1) I said do I look like a beautiful blonde with big big tits and an ass that tastes like French vanilla ice cream?
2) No.
1) No. Okay, then why are you telling me all this bullshit, huh? You wanna fuck me?
1) He musta thought it was white boy day. Is it white boy day? 2) No man, it ain’t white boy day.
1)Ask him if he got the letter. 2)Did you get the letter? 3)What letter? 2)What letter? 1)Letters.
1)Enough about the King. How ’bout you? 2)How ’bout me what?
1)I don’t know about you, but they give me the creeps. 2)Yeah, yeah, yeah. I see what you mean. Look at that. 1)I mean, look at her. It looks like she fell off the ugly tree and hit EVERY branch on the way down.
1)I don’t know about you, but they give me the greeps. 2)Yeah, yeah, yeah. I see what you mean. Look at that. 1)I mean, look at her. It looks like she fell off the ugly tree and hit EVERY branch on the way down.
1)No. Well, they were here, and they said that they were going to go there. Then they went. 2)Yeah? 1)Yeah.
1)Well for starters, what do you do? Where are you from? What’s your fravorite color? Who’s your favorite movie star? What kind of music do you like? What are your turn-ons, your turn-offs? I guess the big question is do you have a fella? 2)Okay, ask me again, one by one. 1)What do you do? 2)I don’t remember. 1)Where are you from? 2)I don’t know. 1)What’s your favorite color? 2)I don’t know. Black? 1)Well, who’s your favorite movie star? 2)Burt Reynolds. 1)Do you want a bite of my pie? 2)Yes, I would. A little one. 1)You all right? It’s good. You like it? 2)Mm-hmm. 1)What kind of music do you like? 2)Phil Spector. Girl-group stuff like: He is a Rebel. 1)What are your turn-ons? 2)Mickey Rourke, a man who can appreciate the finer things in life, like sugar. Elvis’ voice, kung fu, pie. 1)Turn-offs? 2)Turn-offs? 1)Mm-hmm. 2)…Persians. 1)Do you have a fella? 2)Ask me that one a little bit later. 1)In a theater full of empty seats, why, uh, why did you sit by me?
1)Well, hello, Mrs. Worley. 2)How do you do, Mr. Worley? 1)Top of the morning to you, Mrs. Worley. 2)Bottom of the ninth, Mr. Worley.
1)Where should we meet? 2)Rollercoaster.
1)You guys want to smoke a bowl or…(guy cocks BIG gun)OH. Go down Beachwood and drive awhile, and then you gonna turn right, okay? And then you go, and you keep driving and you keep driving.
1)You wanna take me to a kung fu movie? 2)Three kung fu movies.
1)You’re a whore? 2)No! I’m a call girl and there is a difference, you know!
1. Would you like to get some pie with me? 2. I would love to get some pie.
1. You know what he’ll do? 2. What? 1. He’ll wear a wire. 2. He’ll wear a wire? 3. He’ll wear a wire, we talked to him.
1:That means you……… you’re part eggplant. 2: And you’re a cantalope.
Boom Boom! (fires his gun) I haven’t killed anyone…boom…since 1984…
All I got is fuckin’ Floyd.
All right, no more Mr. Fucking Nice Guy.
Always wanted to see what T.V. in other countries looks like.
And besides, Floyd smoked the second page of the letter, okay?
As the sun sets slowly in the West, we bid you a fine farewell.
Bring back some beer…. and some cleaning products.
But one thing this last week has taught me: Its better to have a gun and not need it…than to need a gun and not have it.
But the dream was real, and was to change our lives forever.
cause you . . . you’re part eggplant.
Choose a fucking lane!!
clifford
do i look like a beautiful blonde with big tits and an ass that tastes like french vanilla ice cream?
no.
no, okay then why are you telling me all this bullshit? do you wanna fuck me?
do you know how much fuckin coke this is? #2 I don’t know, how much? #1 I don’t know but it’s a fuckin lot!
Don’t be condescending to me, man. I’ll fuckin’ kill you.
Don’t condescend me I’ll f*cking kill ya
Don’t condescend me, man. I’ll fuckin’ kill ya, man.
DREXL: I don’t think that white boy’s got good sense. Hey, Marty. He must of thought it was white boy day. It ain’t white boy day, is it?
MARTY: Naw, man, it ain’t white boy day.
DREXL: Where the fuck is that bitch?
CLARENCE: She’s with me.
DREXL: Who the fuck are you?
CLARENCE: I’m her husband.
DREXL: Well. That makes us practically related. Bring your ass on in.
Drexl: Floyd be saying he don’t pussy.
Big Don: Shit, any nigga sayin’ he don’t eat pussy is lyin’ his off.
Drexl: I heard that.
Floyd: Hold on a second. Big D, you say you eat pussy?
Big Don: Nigga, I eat everythang. I eat the pussy, I eat the butt, I eat every muthafuckin’ thang!
Drexl: Preach on, Big D!
Floyd: Look here. If I ever did eat some pussy – I would never eat any pussy –
but, if I did eat some pussy, I sure as hell wouldn’t tell no goddamn body.
I’d be ashamed as a motherfucker.
Big Don:
Shit! Nigger you smoke enough sherm your dumb ass’ll do a lot a crazy ass
things. So you won’t eat pussy? Motherfucker, you be up there suckin’
niggas’ dicks.
Floyd: Fuck you guys, man! You guys are fucked up!
Drexl: Man why you trippin’? We just fuckin’ wit you. Man toss me the burner. Pretend this is that fine centerfold bitch and you’re you. (Shoots Floyd and Big D)
Drexl: Floyd be saying he don’t pussy.
Big Don: Shit, any nigga sayin’ is lyin’ his off.
Drexl: I heard that.
Floyd: Hold on a second. Big D, you say you eat pussy?
Big Don: Nigga, I eat everythang. I eat the pussy, I eat the butt, I eat every muthafuckin’ thang!
Drexl: Preach on, Big D!
Floyd: Look here. If I ever did eat some pussy – I would never eat any pussy –
but, if I did eat some pussy, I sure as hell wouldn’t tell no goddamn body.
I’d be ashamed as a motherfucker.
Big Don:
Shit! Nigger you smoke enough sherm your dumb ass’ll do a lot a crazy ass
things. So you won’t eat pussy? Motherfucker, you be up there suckin’
niggas’ dicks.
Floyd: Fuck you guys, man! You guys are fucked up!
Drexl: Man why you trippin’? We just fuckin’ wit you. Man toss me the burner. Pretend this is that fine centerfold bitch and you’re you. (Shoots Floyd and Big D)
Drexl: No Thanks? You sayin’ you don’t want to eat, nah I just think you scared to. See, we down here, ready to negotiate and you’ve already given up your shit, I’m still a mystery to you. But I know where yo white-ass is comin’ from, he be a like this mothafucker care like he don’t care or what, maybe this guy’s such a bad mothafucka, he don’t have to worry about nothin’. He just comin’ down here and watch my mothafuckin’ TV, and you ain’t even sat down yet. That TV over there with the titties hangin’ out. Now I know I’m pretty, but I ain’t pretty as a couple of titties.
Clarence: I ain’t eatin’ cuz I ain’t hungry, I’m not sittin’ cuz I ain’t stayin’, I ain’t lookin’ at the TV cuz I saw it 7 years ago, it’s the Mack, with Max Julien, Carol Speed, and Richard Pryor. Look Alabama’s moving on to some greener pastures, I do not like to barter, I don’t have fun in Tijuana. Here’s a letter here on what she says. Now I ain’t scared of you, I just don’t like you.
Drexl: Marty, ya know who we got here? Mothafuckin’ Charlie Bronson, Mr. Majestik.
Drexl? What’s–what’s a Drexl?
Elliot looks a little green.
Elliot, your motivation is to stay out of jail.
Floyd smoked the second page!
Get some beer,…and some cleaning products.
get some, get some beer and get some cleaning supplies
He’s right she does taste like a peach
Hey Marty, you know what we got here? Mother fucking Charles Bronsen. Listen here Mr. Majestic…
Hey you guys wanna smoke a bowl or… (they aim guns) oh…
Hey, you here? No, he’s not here.
Hi, my name’s Elliot, and I’m with the Cub Scouts of America. We’re selling some uncut cocaine to get to the jamboree.
I ain’t no fag, but Elvis is prettier than most women.
I am the anti-christ; you get me in a vendetta kinda mood, you can tell the angels in heaven you never saw evil so singurly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you.
I don’t have a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out. All I have is fucking Floyd.
I eat the pussy, I eat the butt, I eat every motherfuckin’ thang!
I have to hand it to you Clarence, this certainly ain’t nose garbage
I haven’t killed anybody since 1984.
I like this kid Elliot. He’s Fuckin Nuts!
I mean, he IS rockabily. Mean, surly, nasty, rude.
I now how painful this must be for you. But Clarence and that bitchwhore girl of his put this upon themselves. I employ you not to go down that same road.
I watch that Hillbilly and I want to be him soo bad.
I’d fuck Elvis. When he was alive I mean, not now.
I’m gonna go jump in the tub and get all slippery and soapy and then hop in that waterbed and watch X-rated movies ’till you get your ass back in my lovn’ arms.
I’m talkin’ about a massacre. They snatched my narcotics and hi-tailed it outta there. Would have got away with it but your son, fuckhead that he is, left his driver’s license in the dead guy’s hand.
I’m the Anti-Christ. You’ve got me in a vandetta kinda mood. You tell the angels in Heaven you’ve never seen evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you.
If its one thing this last week has taught me is its better to have a gun and not need it then to need a gun and not have it.
If you gave me a million years to ponder, I would never have guessed that true romance and Detroit would ever go together.
If you gave me a million years to ponder, I would’ve never guessed that true romance and Detroit would ever go together.
It’s better to have a gun and not need one than to need a gun and not have one.
It’s Clarence’s Pink Caddalac
Mmm…Son of a bitch is right…Tastes like a peach.
Morning everybody. It’s 6:22 here in L.A.. I’m David Perry at K.B.L.U.
My name is Vincent Coccotti. I work for mister Blue Lou Boyle.
Now the first time you kill somebody, that’d the hardest I don’t give a fuck if you’re Wyatt Earp or Jack the Ripper. Remember that guy in Texas? That guy up in that fuckin tower killed all them people? I’ll bet you green money that first little black dot he drew a bead on, that one was the bitch of the bunch. First one is tough, no fuckin’ foolin’. The second one? The second one ain’t no fuckin’ Mardi Gras either, but it’s better than the first one cos you still feel the same thing only now it’s like . . more diluted you know? It’s better. I threw up on the first one, you believe that? Than the third one . . .the third one is easy, you level right off . . . it’s no problem. Now? Shit now I do it just to watch their fuckin’ expessions change.
Now, if that’s a fact, tell me, am I lying? ‘Cause you, you’re part eggplant.
Okey dokey, doggy daddy.
See that? (punches man in the nose) Smarts, don’t it? Gettin’ slammed in the nose fucks you all up. You got that pain shootin’ through your brain. Your eyes fill up with water. It ain’t any kind of fun. But what I have to offer you, that’s as good as it’s ever gonna get, and it won’t ever get that good again.
Sicilians are great liars. The best in the world. I’m a Sicilian. And my old man was the world heavyweight champion of Sicilian liars. And from growin’ up with him I learned the pantomime. Now there are seventeen different things a guy can do when he lies to give him away. A guy has seventeen pantomimes. A woman’s got twenty, but a guy’s got seventeen. And if you know ’em like ya know your own face, they beat lie detectors to hell. What we got here is a little game of show and tell. You don’t wanna show me nothin’. But you’re tellin’ me everything. Now I know you know where they are. So tell me, before I do some damage you won’t walk away from.
sisilians were bread by niggers
So, we’d both fuck Elvis.
Sounds Like a nigger name.
That is probably the single best piece I hae ever read on Elvis Presley in my life.
That’s the way it goes, but don’t forget it goes the other way, too.
There’s something I never told you about me is that I HATE FUCKIN’ COPS!
These, these ain’t my clothes.
this is the we live the life we chose and there is only one thing for certain none of us will see heaven
We all go a little crazy sometimes…..
We got everything from a jigali joe to damned if I know.
We now return to Bullitt already in progress.
We’re gonna have a little Q & A and at the risk of sounding redundant please, make your answers genuine.
what did he want to call the movie? bodybags two i think. jesus i have more taste in my penis.
Wow, what a swell place to work!
You know I read a lot. I read that its a fact that Sicilians were spawned by niggers… you’re ancestors are niggers. Your great, great, great, great grandmother fucked a nigger… you’re part eggplant.
You know, Sicilians are great liars.
You see that? Smarts doesn’t it, getting slammed in the nose. Got that pain shooting through your brain, your eyes fill up with water, that ain’t any kind of fun. What I have to offer you, is as good as its gonna get, and it won’t ever get that good again.
You see that? That smarts, doesn’t it? Getting slammed in the nose. Fucks you all up. You get that pain shootin’ through your brain, your eyes fill up with water. That ain’t any kind of fun, but what I have to offer you, that’s as good as it’s gonna get. And it won’t ever get that good again.
You wanna see what Spider Man Number One looks like?
You want me to suck his dick? Oh, who the FUCK is Dick.
You’re an actor! Act, motherfucker!
You’re gonna be on T.J. Hooker?
You’re so cool!
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