Check Point
- Year:
- 2017
- 90 min
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James Dean was the man.
Everything he did was cool.
The way he walked was cool.
The way he talked was cool.
The way he smoked
cigarettes was the coolest.
Can you imagine
James Dean smoking
one of these f***ing things?
Absolutely no cool factor,
you know what I'm saying?
You must be... Roy Boyle, right?
Well, this is a good day.
I was hoping
I'd get a chance to meet you.
Say you used to be something
back in the day.
I mean, personally...
no offense,
- but Just don't see it man.
- Alright, man.
Let's do this thing.
Yeah, nice to meet you, too.
Bloody Sunday, redefined,
Rips across these
county lines
With my home sweet Caroline
on my mind
Bullets fly as in
run and scream
Darkness like
I have never seen
So I close my eyes
and pray it's all a dream
Ooh, ooh, ooh
So I close my eyes
and pray it's all a dream
So take me back to Caroline
Oh, take me home
to Southern Pride
The only flag that
waves above us
Is the one with
stars and stripes
Oh, take me back
to my own home
For God and country
to my bones
Take me back, sweet Caroline,
I'm coming home
Sleepless night in
the morning song
Hope I stayed way too long
Now it's here,
and we're all Caroline Strong
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Mama told me
When I was young
She sat beside me
"My only son"
"Listen closely
To what I say"
"If you do this,
it'll help you some sunny day"
Oh take your time
Don't leap too fast
Troubles will come
And they will past
God, I wish there was
something I could do.
Oh, I forgot to tell you.
The other night,
I saw a shooting star
and I made a wish
that I could
take all of your pain
and bury it in the sand.
That's what I wish for.
Oh, no.
I said it out loud!
Now it's not gonna come true!
Oh, crap.
Hey, you must be real
They're so shiny.
[Laughs]
Uh, uh... ls it your birthday?
No, it's not my birthday.
It's Friday,
having her famous dumplings.
I swear to God
I can smell them from here.
You... you said you
liked that smell, right?
Yeah. I love it, yeah.
Roy, come on!
If we miss out,
we'll have to wait another week!
And yet,
another American soldier
has crossed the
border to join forces
with the extreme radical
terrorist group
known as the D-Tag.
Making him the 13th
American soldier
to engage with the group.
The soldier's identity
is currently being
kept confidential
for the safety of his family.
Recently,
the "Death-To-All" group
have claimed responsibility
for the latest beheading video
of photojournalist
Taja Raj of Sweden.
A lot of people
called it prison
When I was growing up
How's it going Eddie,
how the hell are you man?
Cause everybody knows
me and I know them
And I believe that's the way
we were supposed to live
I wouldn't trade
one single day
What the hell's
going on, grease monkey?
Grease monkey?
What's up, white lightning?
Come on man, you been
a lil out of shape because
you lost some money to
me the other night? Come on.
Oh, I keep in that.
Yeah, right.
There's no way, man.
I am the chess master.
You know what you should do?
You should go back
and play checkers, man.
That's more your IQ.
Listen man, I think I'm doing
pretty good against you.
I'd say we're about 50/50.
But you know,
any time you want to switch off
and play a little rummy.
Rummy.
I don't play rummy
when you play rummy,
not that
That's too much work man
for no pay off, come on.
Hey listen man,
I'm hitting on down the diner,
get something to eat.
You want something?
No, no, no. I got to finish this
for Larry, man.
He had a bingo jackpot
last night
and now he's got some cash.
So, I'm going to get some of it.
If you don't mind,
I get back to work?
Ah, we got some money,
then you can pay me back that
20 bucks he keeps on borrowing.
Not my problem.
I catch you around, man.
I'll be here.
- I'll see you tonight.
- That's a possibility.
Okay, here we are!
Have a very good day.
I love you very much.
I love you too.
If you ain't ever
took a ride around
the heart of my town
Anything you say
would be a lie
Ms. Scholar, let me help you!
Oh, that would be
awesome Cassandra.
But that don't mean
I wouldn't be proud to show ya
Where I come from
There's an old farm boy
out turning up dirt
Where I come from
There's a preacher man
in a cowboy shirt
Where I come from
When a couple of boys
fight in the parking lot
No, nobody's gonna
call the cops
Where I come from
Let's go, come here.
See that door right
there, man I swear
It ain't ever been locked
And I guarantee
that it never will
That old man right there
in the rocking chair
At the courthouse square
I'll tell you now
More coffee, deputy?
Yes please, to-go.
[Laughs]
Oh, you like Suzie's dumplings!
See Kenny? You're a lucky man.
Everybody loves my dumplings.
Of course they like
your damn dumplings,
that's the only thing
you know how to cook.
And don't you got a damn cat
or something to save in a tree'?
Suzie, you're gonna get us
both in trouble now.
Oh, don't worry. Husband no fun.
Hey, how you doing guys?
- Oh, morning Sheriff.
- Morning, Sheriff.
You here for some of
Suzie 's dumplings too?
Everybody loves
Suzie's dumplings.
See, Kenny?
Cherish your wife's dumplings
because we all do.
Go do some damn work,
you tall ass.
Leave my wife's
dumplings out of this.
Hey woman, don't nobody
care about all that.
You just said that last night
when I was giving you Godzilla.
Aiya, Godzilla...
- Hi, LuAnn.
- Oh, hi.
You know
we can all hear you, right?
I don't give a damn, LuAnn.
I can hear everybody.
I got one good damn ear.
I can hear that man belch,
I can hear him fart,
I can hear chewing
every damn thing.
Crazy people I work for.
You're fired,
but I'm gonna let you know when.
I hope there's not
any meat in this thing,
because it's Good Friday,
and you know I can't eat meat.
I mean, I can but...
yeah, don't get me wrong.
I love meat,
just not today.
What?
Excuse me, I'm try...
Never mind.
Sorry, Jesus.
Are you an ex-marine?
Um, well, I am a marine.
You're never a former or an ex.
Once a marine, always a marine.
Lieutenant Roy Boyle,
Special Forces. Very honorable.
Thank you.
Though I got to tell you,
that Vietnam, phew,
that was hard.
Get inside, woman.
that damn register again.
And I told you to stop
feeding these damn bums.
I'm not a bum.
Uh, Grant Hodges.
You sure look like a damn bum,
and you got on dog tags
like you were a marine.
You weren't no damn marine.
You were.
Look at you now.
You're a damn disgrace.
Clean up, boy.
Pitiful.
Pitiful. Oh, come on now.
That ain't necessary.
We're not doing anything wrong.
Oh, is that right?
Let me ask you a question:
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