Friday
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- Year:
- 1995
- 91 min
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l know you dont smoke weed.
l know this...
but lm gonna
get you high today...
cause its Friday,
you aint got no job...
and you aint got sh*t to do.
Give me the two-piece special,
lots of hot sauce...
and all the fries
you can give me.
Thank you.
For most people...
Friday is just the day
before the weekend.
But after this Friday...
the neighborhood
will never be the same.
Sh*t.
Whats up?
Good morning.
Are you prepared
for Jehovahs return?
Because if youre not,
l have a pamphlet here that--
F*** you.
Half-dead motherf***er.
Come on, sister.
l gotcha.
Gotcha milk.
Thats right.
Damn.
Aint nothin in this house.
Every time
l come in the kitchen...
you in the kitchen...
in the goddamned refrigerator,
eating all the food--
all the chicken,
all the pig feet...
all the collard green,
all the hog maws.
l wanna eat some chitlins.
l love pig feet.
When l went to bed last night...
didnt l tell you
to take out the trash?
Why didnt you?
l fell asleep.
l wish you was sleeping now.
ld knock you
upside your head...
make your ass wake up
and take out the trash!
What are you doing?
Throwing this away.
We aint got milk.
Put some water on that.
All right. lll eat it.
Take the garbage out, son!
Dizam.
Whats wrong with him?
Hurry up!
l got more work for you!
Whats up, Craig?
Dont "whats up" me.
l need to whoop your ass
Nobody gonna knock over
your stupid trash cans.
You better not.
Get your ass to school.
-Shut up, punk!
-What?
lm gonna knock over
your trash cans anyway.
Better run...little bastard.
-Hey, Mama.
-Hi, baby.
-How you doing?
-Fine.
What you cooking?
lm making
eggs, bacon, sausage...
pancakes,
and leftover pork chops.
Cook it up.
Mama, you got some glue?
For what?
My track slipped out.
Look in my dresser.
You need a wig.
You need a job.
happened yesterday, did you?
You know l wouldnt
tell on my baby.
Cool!
Come in here!
Where you at?
ln the bathroom !
lll wait till you come out.
Get in here. Youll wait?
l smelled your sh*t
for 22 years.
You cant smell mine
for five minutes?
Shut the door.
Your mama told me what happened
to you yesterday.
What?
That was stupid.
How the hell you get fired
on your day off?
l dont know.
You need a trade.
Take a look at that paper
on the counter.
l aint trying to be
no dog catcher.
Why not?
l dont like dogs.
Thats the beauty of it!
l grab a dog...
choke him,
kick the sh*t out of him...
and all day,
my foot up a dogs ass!
Just bang up his ass!
Thats my pleasure!
l dont think so.
l tell you one thing...
around here,
you gonna work or go to school.
The first of the month,
the rent is due.
lf you got nothin
on the table...
you aint got to worry
about catching a dog.
catching your ass!
-Telephone!
-Damn.
Whod you go to the show with
last night?
l didnt go to the show.
You aint got to lie.
Aint nobody lyin.
-l didnt go to the show.
-You did.
My sister-in-laws
baby cousin Traci...
she told me
she went to the show...
and she saw you
all hugged up with some tramp.
Tell me who she was.
Your sister-in-laws
baby cousin Traci is a goddamn--
She a liar.
She aint seen me
hugged up with nobody.
Let me tell you what.
You just tell the b*tch
when l catch her...
lm gonna beat her ass!
That girl gone.
l dont know why you messing
with that fast-assed girl.
That other girl--Debbie.
Shes cute!
Shes in school,
has all her teeth.
l dont know
what her sisters doing.
lm trying to get with her,
but Dana wont hook me up.
l told you to hook yourself up.
You need to hook up
with clippers for that neck.
Dont talk with all the horses
missing their hair around here.
lts too early!
You know what your problem is?
You have no game.
What you know about game?
l got all the game.
Your father, he got game.
Nobody go in the bathroom
for about 35, 45 minutes.
Somebody open the window.
You call that game?
My ride.
-Bye, Mama.
-Bye-bye, honey.
-l got to go, too.
-Bye, Daddy.
Bye-bye, baby.
Bye-bye, baby.
You listen to me.
l want you
to get your ass up today...
go out and look for a job.
The word for today is "job."
J-o-b.
You hear me?
Go look for a job today.
lm not kidding.
Open all the windows.
lt stinks.
Where mine at?
l didnt say
Have some cereal.
We aint got milk.
Use water. lt wont hurt.
Aw, man.
Nothing.
Break yourself, fool!
Look what you did to my curtain.
You better watch
before you get blasted.
With what?
You aint got nothin.
With this.
-Where you get that?
-Your mama.
-F*** you.
-F*** you.
Come on outside
and stop playing.
Gotta get dressed.
-Hurry up.
-Dont tell me to hurry up.
Damn.
Whats up, Big Worm?
How much you got left?
A lot.
You still aint sold that weed,
Smokey?
lm trying to.
l dont think
youre applying yourself.
You smoking my sh*t?
F*** with your sh*t?
Hell, no.
You smoking my sh*t?
Why would l do that?
l dont wanna have
to f*** you up.
Playing with my money is like
playing with my emotions.
You the last brother money
ld mess with.
lll steal from my mama
before l mess with your sh*t.
You know this!
Well see.
Florida Evans-lookin
motherf***er.
Whats up?
How come you aint at work?
Got fired yesterday.
For real?
l thought you had the day off
yesterday.
l did.
l went in to pick up my check,
came home...
supervisor called me
about 4:
00...talking about they got me
What the f*** you doing
stealing boxes for?
You trying to build a clubhouse?
l know you aint
go out like that.
Hell, no.
Aint got me on tape.
She said they did,
fired me on the spot.
Talking about pressing charges.
Goddamn!
You got to be stupid
to get fired on your day off.
Pops talking about
kicking you out again?
Goddamn!
Look!
Hi, you guys.
Man.
Her mama got ass, too.
Just give me three and a half
minutes, maybe even four.
Shell be wanting
to marry a n*gger.
Who? Her mama?
Older the berry,
the sweeter the juice.
lts the blacker the berry,
the sweeter the juice.
She blacker
than a motherf***er, too.
l aint f***ing with you.
She wanted to give me the ass
one time. l had to go to work.
Wonder where she going?
She probably going to that
new health club on 108th.
They opened that already?
l heard they hiring, too.
You need to go there
with your out-of-work ass.
Hold up.
My moms in there.
She about to go to work, though.
l know you dont smoke weed.
l know this...
but lm gonna
get you high today...
cause its Friday,
you aint got no job...
and you aint got sh*t to do.
Anyway,
what you doing up so early?
before you went to work...
let you know what happened
to Red ass.
Whats up?
You know Deebo had his bike
for three weeks, right?
Right.
So Deebo...
l won. Gimme my money.
-You what?
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