Ill Stop Talking But When He Leaves Ill Be Talkin Again

Fri (1995)

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• Smokey : I know you lot don't fume weed, I know this; but I'one thousand gonna get you high today, 'cause information technology's Friday; y'all ain't got no job... and you ain't got shit to do.

• Craig Jones : We ain't got no saccharide.

  Smokey : No sugar? Damn. Y'all own't never got two things that lucifer. Either y'all got Kool-aid, no sugar. Peanut butter, no jelly. Ham, no burger. Daaamn.

• Smokey : I got heed command over Deebo. He be like "shut the fuck up." I exist quiet. Simply when he leave, I be talking over again.

• Smokey : Think information technology ,Write it down, have a picture, I don't give a fuck.

• Smokey : Weed is from the earth. God put this here for me and yous. Take advantage homo, take advantage.

• Smokey : Puff puff, requite. Puff puff, requite. Yous fuckin' upwardly the rotation.

• [Pastor Clever drives up as Smokey rolls a joint]

  Craig Jones : Put that out, man, here come the pastor.

  Smokey : For what? Probably smoke bud too.

  Pastor Clever : How ya doin', Brother Craig? How ya doin'?

  Craig Jones : I'm all right.

  Pastor Clever : Um, say, um, past chance is Sister Jones in?

  Craig Jones : Nope. Neither is Brother Jones. They both at work.

  Smokey : [nether his jiff] Where yo' ass need to be, nigga.

  [he starts rolling again]

  Pastor Clever : 'Scuse me, brother. What nosotros telephone call drugs at 74th Street Baptist Church, we call a sinny-siiiiin-sin.

  Smokey : [singing] Well, 'circular here, between Normandie and Western, we call this here a little twenty-twen-twen... niggaaaaa!

  Pastor Clever : Why don't ya merely give me a little chip for my cataract.

  Smokey : Y'all didn't put in on this, man.

  Pastor Clever : It'southward better to give than receive, my brother.

  Craig Jones : [looking across the street at Mrs. Parker] Wait, wait, expect, she bendin' over!

  Pastor Clever : Lord have mercy! The Lord is my shepherd, he know what I want. Excuse me, brother.

  [he walks away]

  Pastor Clever : Mrs. Parker! Mrs. Parker! Can I talk to you lot for a minute, Mrs. Parker?

  Smokey : [to Craig] Told ya. The weed be lettin' ya know... evil lurks.

• Smokey : Older the berry, the sweeter the juice.

  Craig Jones : Man, it's the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice.

  Smokey : Yep, well she blacker than a motherfucker as well.

• Smokey : [later Craig knocks out Deebo] You got knocked the fuck out, man! Requite me my goddamn coin...

  [Smokey takes $200 from a knocked-out Deebo]

  Smokey : Payback'south a motherfucker, own't it? Nigga!

  [walking abroad]

  Smokey : Pow! Prisoner of war, Pow, POW!

  Red : [punches Deebo as he'due south getting up and takes chain dorsum] My grandmama gave me this chain!

  Ezal : [slowly walks to Deebo] Deebo? DEEBO! Man, you lot shoulda been bobbin' and weavin'! Expect 'it at ya! Get Upwards! Since you ain't, possibly I'll take these shoes!

  [struggling to take Deebo's shoe off]

  Ezal : Big... foot... motherfucker, you can *have* ya knife! 'Cause I *STEAL*, I don't *Kill*.

• Smokey : Damn! Mrs. Parker finer than a motherfucker.

  Craig Jones , Smokey : Hi, Mrs. Parker.

  Mrs. Parker : Hi, boys.

  Smokey : [quieter, but still audible] When you gonna let me *fuck* Mrs. Parker?

  Mrs. Parker : What yous say, honey?

  Smokey : Huh? Nada.

• Smokey : [at the water ice cream truck] What's upwards, Big Perm?... I mean Big Worm?

• Smokey : Why you not goin' to work?

  Craig Jones : I got fired yesterday.

  Smokey : No shit? I thought you lot had the day off yesterday.

  Craig Jones : I did. I went in to pick upwards my check, came domicile, my supervisor chosen me about iv o'clock, told me he got me on record stealing boxes.

  Smokey : The fuck you stealing boxes for? What you trying to build, a clubhouse?

  Craig Jones : Hell, no, ain't got me on tape. But they said they did. Fired me on the spot. Talkin' virtually pressin' charges.

  Smokey : Goddamn! Y'all've got to be one stupid motherfucker to get fired on your day off.

• Smokey : [after breaking into Stanley'due south house] We got about two hundred dollars.

  Deebo : *I* got about two hundred dollars.

• Craig Jones , Smokey : [after they see Red'southward black center] DAAAAAMN!

• [Smokey taking a crap outside]

  Smokey : You better not tell anybody man.

  Ezal : Homo, I'm not, man.

  Smokey : Keep it on the downward depression.

  Ezal : Alright blood brother. Damn.

  [Looks effectually and yells]

  Ezal : Hey, Smokey dorsum here taking a shit!

  Smokey : Ezal!

  Ezal : Well, I won't tell anybody else.

• Felisha : I demand to infringe your machine right quick.

  Smokey : What kinda shit is that? Virtually people wanna borrow saccharide. Or fifty-fifty ketchup. Yous wanna borrow my car? Hell naw! Get the hell on.

  Felisha : Well, let me borrow a joint.

  Smokey : You need to borrow a task. With yo' broke donkey. E'er trying to smoke up somebody'south shit. Become the hell on, Felisha.

  Felisha : I'ma recall that.

  Smokey : Remember information technology. Write it down, take a picture, I don't give a fuck!

  Felisha : Tsk.

  [realizes she can effort her luck with Craig]

  Felisha : Craig.

  Craig Jones : [non bothering to await at her] Good day, Felisha.

  Felisha : Damn. Y'all stingy.

  [she leaves]

• Smokey : Why don't y'all tell your daddy to rummage his damn hair, expect similar some spiders is having a meetin' on his caput.

• Smokey's mom : Smokey, get me some cigarettes.

  Smokey : Well, give me some money.

  [Smokey's mom gives Smokey a dollar]

  Smokey : Wait, this isn't enough.

  Smokey's mom : Arrive enough.

• Scarlet : [later on having his necklace snatched past Deebo] Hey, human being, why didn't you help me!

  Smokey : [slouching in his chair] Man, I'k high.

  Red : Homo, that's fucked up. If it was yous, I would've helped y'all.

  Craig Jones : What nigh the time he tried to choke me in Fume'southward lawn?

  Red : [pause, thinks about information technology] Oh, that was different.

• Smokey : [sees Big Worm drives away] Florida Evans-looking motherfucker.

• Smokey : I won, gimme my money.

  Deebo : What money!

  Smokey : I lost.

• Smokey : Human that fool just playin' man, I own't trippin.

  Craig Jones : That'due south yo problem. Aint' nobody playin' but you. You walk upwards and downwardly the street all day playin'. He aint' playin' y'all think he playin' 'bout his coin? He know where my momma stay know where you momma stay. He say he had a gun when you seen him correct?

  Smokey : Yeah

  Craig Jones : Well proper name i person in the hood that play similar that!

• Ezal : Smoke, buy me a 40oz for my birthday.

  Smokey : Today your birthday?

  Ezal : What's today?

• Smokey : I've been smokin' always since I was two.

• [terminal lines]

  Smokey : [on phone] Yeah, I got your coin. And I don't appreciate yous sendin' your punk ass, busta ass, Jheri curl wearin' donkey friends come up downward here to shoot at me and my homie. They'd similar to got dealt with.

  Big Worm : First of all, don't be callin' here similar you some direct upward "M", 'cause I'll cut your balls off and hand 'em to y'all, partner. I had to warn you lot too many times about my money, Smokey. You see, information technology's the principle of the whole thing. There's principalities in this.

  Smokey : Yes, well... I got your coin anyways. And y'all sell that shit yourself next fourth dimension, 'cause I'thousand goin' to rehab. I'thou through with this shit.

  [hangs upwardly, and so lights a articulation]

  Smokey : [to the viewer] I was just bullshittin'! And you know this, man!

• Smokey : You know Craig? Craig got fired!

  Big Worm : What the fuck that gotta do wit me?

• Craig Jones : What I'm trippin on, is how you gonna sell bud, when y'all smoke it?

  Smokey : I don't know. That'due south my only problem.

  Craig Jones : Big Worm gonna fuck you up.

  Smokey : Big Worm own't gonna practice a goddamn thing, human.

  Craig Jones : All right...

• Deebo : Come on Fume, Stanley left his window open.

  Smokey : I tin't I'm on probation.

  Deebo : Stop existence a bitch and come on.

• Rita : Ooooh, What's up?

  Smokey : Not a damn thannng!

• Smokey : [about Red] He gonna cry in the car.

• Smokey : [trigger-happy through Craig's open bedroom window curtain] Pause yo' cocky Fool!

  Craig Jones : Man, look what you lot did to my drapery. You better watch that window you climbing in fool 'fo you lot get blasted on.

  Smokey : With what? Yous ain't got nothin' man.

  Craig Jones : With this!

  [pointing his Glock at Smokey]

  Smokey : Human, Where y'all get that from?

  Craig Jones : Yo Mama.

  Smokey : Fuck you lot!

  Craig Jones : Fuck you! He he he

  [chuckling]

  Smokey : Come up on exterior man, and finish playing.

  Craig Jones : Gotta become dressed.

  Smokey : Hurry Up!

  Craig Jones : Don't tell me to bustle up!

• Smokey : [calling Big Worm on his phone] Hey um, did somebody... folio Smokey?

  Big Worm : [v.o. on phone] Don't play impaired nigger, you know who the is! Yous got my coin?

  Smokey : I own't got it, simply I'grand gonna get it.

  [Big Worm hangs upwards]

  Craig Jones : What happened?

  Smokey : Man he just hung upwardly... I think we meliorate stay in the house.

• Smokey : [after smoking marijuana in the automobile with Hector and his friend, he finds himself running downwards the street in his white A-shirt and white briefs] The next affair I know, I was runnin' downwards the street in my damn drawers!

• Hector : [while smoking with Smokey] Hey, hey, hey! Take it easy, holmes!

  Smokey : I know what I'yard doin', human being! Close the fuck upwardly!

  [Hector and his friend laugh at him]

• Joann : Smokey, I need you lot to go to the store and get me some cigarettes

  Smokey : Requite me the money

  Joann : [she hands smokey one dollar]

  Smokey : Expect, Wait, Await, Wait a infinitesimal, what's this? This ain't enough

  Joann : Make it enough

  Smokey : DAMN!

• Hector : 'Sup, Smokey?

  Smokey : Fuck y'all.

• Smokey : [talking nearly Mrs. Parker] Damn, I'd knock the dust off that pussy!

• [Big Worm arrived at Craig's house and Smokey comes to him. The license plate says "Large Worm"]

  Smokey : What'due south upwardly, Big Worm?

  Big Worm : How much you lot got left?

  Smokey : Homo, I got to lot.

  Large Worm : You however ain't sold that weed, Smokey?

  Smokey : Man, I'grand trying to, Worm. Niggas are broke these days.

  Big Worm : I don't call back you're applying yourself, Smokey.

  [pause]

  Big Worm : You're smoking my shit?

  Smokey : Hell, no. Fuck with your shit? Hell, no.

  Big Worm : You're smoking my shit?

  Smokey : Human being, why would I do some shit like that?

  Big Worm : I don't want have to fuck y'all up, Smokey. Playing with my money is like playing with my emotions.

  Smokey : Worm! You're the last brother coin, I'd mess with. I'll steal from my mama before I mess with your shit. Now yous know this, human being.

  Large Worm : We'll encounter.

  [begins to leaves and drives away from Smokey]

• Craig Jones : Man what took y'all so long?

  Deebo : This foo was scared man, he didn't even...

  Stanley : [Interrupts Deebo and talks very irritated to Craig, Smokey and Deebo] Look fellas. I've asked you nicely, just at present I'm getting very irritated. For the last time, would you stay off of my FRIGGING GRASS, PLEASE!

  Smokey : Al'right man, sorry.

  Stanley : Thank you.

  [Smokey gives Stanley the middle finger and Stanley falls]

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