Big Mommas: Like Father, Like Son Page #10

Synopsis: FBI agent Malcolm Turner and his son, Trent, go undercover at an all-girls performing arts school after Trent witnesses a murder. Posing as Big Momma and Charmaine, they must find the murderer before he finds them.
Genre: Action, Comedy, Crime
Director(s): John Whitesell
Production: 20th Century Fox
  4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
4.4
Metacritic:
22
Rotten Tomatoes:
5%
PG-13
Year:
2011
107 min
$37,911,876
Website
1,037 Views


Come on. Come on!

This way.

Big Momma! Catch!

Move. Move!

Haley, it's gonna be okay.

Shut your mouth!

You just gonna hurt these innocent children?

Give me the flash drive.

What if I say no?

I'm pretty good with this gun.

My late husband Othar taught me how to use it

in case of a home invasion.

Give him the gun, or I shoot the kids.

Now,

the flash drive.

Very good, Agent Turner.

It took me a while to figure out. Then I remember.

You're the master of disguise.

Take off the fat suit. I want to check you for weapons.

Look, don't shoot the kids, all right?

He don't remember what he saw.

Kill them.

And this time, no witnesses.

My pleasure. Hey, Trent.

CHIRKOFF:
I'm checking the flash drive.

I'm sorry. I was wrong to think we could pull this off.

This is my fault.

No. You was just trying to protect me.

I lied to you and everything. I'm sorry, Dad.

All right, this family hour has to

end. I'm going to throw up.

Hey, whoa. Just let me say one last thing to my boy.

You know, I'll go to my grave

wishing we could have done

that Cleveland Shuffle together.

Remember? Mmm.

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Killer step. If I just had one more chance.

Remember, it'd be two to the right,

(GRUNTING IN RHYTHM)

two to the left.

BOTH:
Now freak with it, freak with

it. Freak with it, freak with it.

Enough! No more mistakes.

I never leave a witness.

Wait.

(GROANING)

My name is Kurtis Kool

and I just fried this fool.

AGENT:
FBI!

Kurtis Kool.

You saved my boy. Thank you, man.

Just protecting the next generation of hip-hop.

Haley, hi.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

I knew she was a narc.

Hey, he's not a narc, he's a fed.

Same thing. You're a boy.

What's up? We cool now?

Weird.

Hey.

Look, I know I agreed to this.

And after the last few days, I want

you to know I'm happy to do it.

You've grown up.

I got to start trusting you in your decisions.

The contract.

Signed, sealed, delivered.

(LAUGHING)

Wow.

I'm going to Duke.

Yeah. I'm going to study music.

The Notorious PhD.

Really? Yeah.

You know, I realize there's no rush to greatness.

I mean, you only get one chance to be the new guy.

Spoken like a real man.

Look at you, boy. Look at you.

You know, I'm pretty sure you

called me Dad back there.

Did I?

Yeah, you did.

(CHUCKLES) You know, heat of the moment,

a little gunplay, we say things.

Uh-huh.

So, uh,

Dad.

Shoot.

Can I keep the b*obs?

Put the bag in the car.

I just feel like I deserve them.

You know, I had to wear them for so long.

If that's what you want.

Son, I was thinking, your moms doesn't

need to know everything.

TRENT:
You want me to lie to Moms?

It's just, some things she don't need to know.

Okay. You don't want her busting

that vein in her forehead

over nothing.

(SINGING) Yeah, he's a lyrical miracle, baby

You know I'm hot, I get it poppin' So they sayin'

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

And now you know just how I flow and it goes

Let's get it poppin', baby You

know how we do it in here

It's Prodi-G and possibly the dopest one of the year

It seems like every time I stroll in You know I be zonin'

Go ahead and call them girls And bring a couple friends

You know I came a long way

I done learned so many lessons

But the most important is That

my family is my blessin'

And even when they stressin' Ha, just let it be

Without them, there's no me

Prodi-G!

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

You know I'm hot, I get it poppin' So they sayin'

Yeah, he's a lyrical miracle, baby

And now you know just how I flow and it goes

It's Big Momma in the house

And I'm getting my rap on

Don't think I can't hang I party all night long

Now I ain't here preaching You

know how Big Momma be

Now give it up for my man, Prodi-G!

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

You know I'm hot, I get it poppin' So they sayin'

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

And now you know just how I flow and it goes

My name is Kurtis Kool Ol' hip-hop player

See me 'round school, man I'm

something like the mayor

I got 'em going crazy I know I bring the drama

Smooth with the lady Especially Big Momma

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

You know I'm hot, I get it poppin' So they sayin'

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

And now you know just how I flow and it goes

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

You know I'm hot, I get it poppin' So they sayin'

He's a lyrical miracle, baby

And now you know just how I flow and it goes

Oh, they wanna know They've been asking questions

Oh, these boys wanna learn their lesson

So let's take 'em to school

We gonna break it down so they got their tools

Put your listenin' ears on

Work that machinery Grind the gears on

(WOMAN SINGING) Listen to the

beat Tell you how the word goes

And your homework is to go berserk

And we so fly 'cause we don't care

It's all about us when we out there

We so fly 'cause we gonna rock

The temperature rocks, we so hot

All the boys, they stop and stare

'Cause my girls got that thing, they want it

When the beat's on No matter where

All about this

Yeah, we hop on it Yeah, we hop on it

What they talkin' 'bout? My girls

What they talkin' 'bout? Yeah, me

What they talkin' 'bout? Our moves

What they talkin' 'bout? You'll see

What they talkin' 'bout? My girls

What they talkin' 'bout? Yeah, me

What they talkin' 'bout? Our moves

What they talkin' 'bout? You'll see

It's all about the mix, yeah, the combination

The TNA in the conversation

But on a dance floor kinda situation

It's all about the body The moves you makin'

Tongues rolled out, like the red carpet

He figured out how to hit the target

Oh, Papa Gotta do it proper

Take a minute to step back and watch her

We so fly 'cause we don't care

It's all about us when we out there

We so fly 'cause we gonna rock

The temperature rocks, we so hot

All the boys, they stop and stare

'Cause my girls got that thing, they want it

When the beat's on No matter where

All about this

Yeah, we hop on it Yeah, we hop on it

What they talkin' 'bout? My girls

What they talkin' 'bout? Yeah, me

What they talkin' 'bout? Our moves

What they talkin' 'bout? You'll see

What they talkin' 'bout? My girls

What they talkin' 'bout? Yeah, me

What they talkin' 'bout? Our moves

What they talkin' 'bout? You'll see

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