Clerks 2
- Year:
- 2006
- 450 Views
(music fades)
(car approaching)
(keys jingling)
(flames crackling)
(flames crackling)
Yeah, I got a fire
at the Quick Stop.
Yeah.
(steam hissing)
(hissing and crackling)
(debris rattling)
(bell dings)
Terrorists?
I left the coffee pot
on again, didn't I?
Sh*t!
Now where am I gonna
bring chicks to f***
when my mom's home?
(Talking Heads' "Nothing
But Flowers" intro playing)
(horn honks)
# Here we stand #
# Like an Adam and an Eve #
# Waterfalls #
# The Garden of Eden #
# Two fools in love #
# So beautiful... #
So, ready for your big last day?
I am.
When do you and your old lady
head down to Florida?
Tomorrow morning.
Car's all packed up.
before you leave
New Jersey forever?
How long have you known me?
If I were you,
I'd spray-paint "eat p*ssy"
across the side of the building
in huge letters.
Why?
Let 'em know
you were there, man.
I'd rather let them know
I'm not an a**hole.
Too late for that.
I'm really gonna miss you, man.
# Hey #
# Once there were parking lots #
# You've got it, you've got it #
# This was a Pizza Hut #
# Now it's all covered
with daisies #
# You've got it, you've got it #
# I miss the honky-tonks,
Dairy Queens and 7-Elevens #
# You've got it, you've got it #
# Nobody paid much attention #
# You've got it, you've got it #
# Years ago #
# I was an angry young man... #
I can't believe they haven't
done anything with it yet.
The Lord did
something with it.
He smited that hellhole.
Listen to you.
Do you mean to tell me
you don't miss
that place at all?
(scoffs):
God, no.
Do you?
Of course not.
# I wish I had a lawnmower #
# You've got it, you've got it #
##
##
##
# Candy bars
# You've got it, you've got it #
# Don't leave me stranded here #
# I can't get used
to this lifestyle. #
(whistles)
# Grandma, what was it like #
# To be on that holiday site? #
Get the f*** out of here!
# Grandma said, "Do come in,
my little friend." #
You know, sometimes I wish
I did a little more with my life
instead of hanging out in front
of places selling weed and sh*t.
Like, maybe be an animal doctor.
Why not me?
I like seals and sh*t.
Or maybe an astronaut.
Yeah.
Like, be the first motherf***er
to see a new galaxy
or find
a new alien life-form...
and f*** it.
And people'd be like,
"There he goes.
Homeboy f***ed a Martian once."
Holy sh*t.
Our first customer
since our triumphant return.
Act cool.
Hold on.
Yeah, you guys holdin'?
Sh*t, everything but coke,
heroin and your cock.
What?
(sing-songy):
Oh, 15 bucks, little man.
Put that sh*t in my hand.
# Nong, nong, nagga-
nagga-nong-nong. #
He likes to sing.
So, uh, I haven't seen
you guys in a while, man.
Where you been all this time?
Me and Silent Bob
finally bought a car,
we're cruising down
to the Boardwalk...
f***ing Middletown cop
pulls us over
for Suspicion of Mischief.
What the f*** does that mean?
We were driving around
with a deployed airbag.
The cops pull us over.
They find two pounds
of Jamaican lambswool.
Prosecutor wants
to put us away for a dime,
rehab instead.
Sh*t, rehab?
Yup-yup.
How long were you in?
JAY:
Six months, sir.
We got six months
and two days on the wagon
as a good friend of Bill W.'s.
Check it out.
Just got it two days ago,
before we got out.
Yeah, but if you're holding
all the time,
aren't you gonna be tempted
to get high?
Oh, not with the power
of Christ on my side, sir.
Is that a f***in' Bible?
Hey, hey,
the Holy f***in' Bible, son!
What the f*** kind
of songbird Jesus-freak dealer
did you bring me to?
(laughs):
I like them, man.They're funny.
They're f***in' stupid.
You should read your Bible,
sirs.
You'll find all types
of weird sh*t in there.
Like, did you know
Jesus was a Jew?
Yeah.
(chuckles)
I need two Egga-Mooby Muffins,
and we're almost out
of hash browns.
Hold on.
Now, Randal!
(chuckling)
What are you writing
over there, anyway,
your memoirs?
I'm battling
this jackass
on his blog's message board.
About what?
On how he's got
too much free time and no life.
So does the guy who's
flaming him on his Web site.
I can't help it.
The guy pisses me off.
It's this f*** in a wheelchair
that's always preying
on everyone's sympathies,
writing these long diatribes
about how he'll never walk again
and how walkers should
appreciate the blessings
of their functioning legs.
That diatribe, as you call it,
sounds like
some poor crippled guy
pouring out his heart
and feelings.
Oh, f*** him, man.
Trying to guilt me
because he's all gimped out?
What kind of mind-f***
is that sh*t?
So I've been getting
into it with him,
throwing it back
in his stupid crippy-boy face
about how I love
to just sit around
the end of the block than walk.
The guy's in a wheelchair.
Yeah. That's why
I called him crippy-boy.
Have a good one.
You f***in' freak.
(door buzzer moos)
the irony here.
What's the matter with you?
What'd I do now?
There's a crippled guy
who found a way
to reach out to a world
way to take issue with him.
Sure, take his side.
Have you become so embittered
that you now feel the need
to attack the handicapped?
What handicap?
The guy's
just in a wheelchair.
It's not like
he's Anne Frank or something.
Anne Frank?
Yeah, Anne Frank,
the chick that was all...
(moaning)
...till the miracle worker
showed up
and knocked
some smarts into her.
(snickers):
You're talking
about Helen Keller.
No, I'm not.
She was deaf, dumb and blind.
No, she wasn't.
Helen Keller was
deaf, dumb and blind.
Are you sure?
Yup.
Then who the f***'s Anne Frank?
Anne Frank's
who hid from the Nazis
in a secret room
with her family.
She wrote a diary.
Oh, yeah.
Well, then, I guess
this guy is like Anne Frank,
what with the diary, you know?
No, he's like Helen Keller
with the handicap, you jerk!
(computer beeping)
You always got to be right,
don't you?
You Nazi douche bag.
What? What do you want?
No, we don't serve Cow Tippers
in the morning.
Freedom Toast is a possibility.
##
Oh, we totally do.
(scoffs)
All right, that'll be $12.64.
(door moos electronically)
(gasps)
(sighs)
Avert your eyes, you perv.
That's not very hygienic.
That's all I'm gonna tell you.
(door moos electronically)
Emma, are you like this
'cause you have an
unnaturally large clit?
(sighs)
You just had to tell him,
didn't you?
It kind of came out one day.
He says it's so big,
it's almost like
a little cock...
which says all kinds
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