I'm Gonna Git You Sucka Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 88 min
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You think it's that easy ?
You just ask us,
and we tell you, right ?
We supposed to tell you ?
Sh*t.
That's funny.
You're gonna have to
kill him first.
Why you gonna
kill me first, Lenny ?
You guys talk a lot of sh*t
to be so light in the ass.
- Uh, uncle Mr. Big
told us to kill him.
- why does Big want me dead ?
The word's on the street
you been sticking your nose
in business that's not yours.
You're sticking
your nose in it.
And you, Mr. Whoever You Are.
Whoever you are.
The same is gonna happen to you
when Mr. Big finds out
what you did tonight.
Well, you know what ?
You guys are real lucky.
I'm in a good mood tonight,
so I'm gonna let you go, okay ?
- I thought so.
- Hey, Lenny, wait a minute.
Why were you gonna let us go
when we was just over there
trying to kill you ?
Stupid.
What do you care why ?
- Let's just go.
- Look.
You tell Mr. Big...
that John Slade is back.
He's got 24 hours
to get outta town.
Now, you guys can either
go over the side...
- Or you can ...
- Yeah, we'll take the stairs.
Yeah, I thought you knew.
Come on. Let's go.
Go on. Shut up.
F***ing get off me, man.
Come on.
Go ahead.
Aah !
When they get back to Big,
it's gonna get rough.
You better score
some big guns.
When the saints
Go marchin' in
When the saints
Go marchin' in
Do that march, baby.
I wanna be, uh
In that number
How you doing, brother man ?
- May I help you gentlemen ?
- Yes, sir.
We wanna see one-eyed Sam.
You ain't selling
any NoWay products,
are you ?
We look like salesmen
to you ?
He ain't here, okay ?
You call him on the phone
and you tell him
that John Slade...
has got to score tonight.
Yeah, Okay. John Slade.
I'll get his line
here for you.
Refuses to shine
Sam, sorry to wake you.
Two big ugly-looking guys,
one guy who thinks
he's at sea world.
This other guy named Slade.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, Slade says he
needs a big score.
Okay. Later.
Uh, Slade, Slade.
I-I'm sorry about that.
Sam says he'll be right over
and for me to get you guys
a drink on the house.
- Enjoy the show.
Sorry about that, man.
- No problem.
All right.
When the saints
Go mar-wa-wa-waah
Saints
Hi, can I get you fellas
something to drink ?
Yes, baby, give me
a whiskey double, okay ?
One whiskey double.
And ?
Um, I'll have a Pepsi double.
One whiskey double
and one Pepsi coming right up.
Be in that number
When the saints
Go marchin' in
I-i-i-in, whoo
Will you be there with me
I'm asking, will you
be there with me
- Who is that ?
- That's the director's sister.
- One whiskey double.
- Thank you.
and a... Pepsi double.
You've got some things to learn
about being a hero.
Like what ?
I mean, a Pepsi ?
- Jack, come on.
- Wh-what's wrong with Pepsi ?
When's the last time
you been laid ?
- What ?
- You heard what I said.
Uh, well, not ...
Been a while, hasn't it ?
Yeah, okay, so ...
So yeah, all right.
So it's been a while.
But that's only 'cause
Waiting on somebody special.
Somebody special.
You got a lot to learn.
You gotta learn the difference
between being loved...
and being laid.
Now, when I was with your mom ...
When I was with your mom,
That was being loved.
But you see down at the end
of the bar there ?
That is for being laid.
I ...
She's comin' over here !
Be cool. Loosen up.
Let her do the talking.
Hi. My name's Cherry.
What's yours ?
- Jack.
- Jack.
That's such
a strong-sounding name.
Jack.
Do you find me attractive ?
Oh, yeah.
I was just wondering,
what are you doing
in a place like this ?
Looking for Mr. Right,
and I think I might
have just found him.
Why ?
Well, any man
with such a strong name
and strong body...
Probably has
exactly what I need.
What's that ?
Twelve inches.
Twelve inches.
Uh, well ...
I ...
Hmm ?
I guess I'd do.
Well, hello, Mr. Right.
Say, Jack, honey, I've got a
place just around the corner.
Let's say we get out of here.
- Get out.
- Get out.
Oh, oh, I don't know.
I-I'm here with my friend,
and, you know, we got...
business.
No problem.
I got plenty of time.
Help yourself.
I'll just sit here
and wait for Sam.
Mmm.
Never met a girl
like you before
You're so cute
Mmm.
Oh, shoot me, hurt me.
Ooh, yes !
Oh ! You ...
You are so sexy.
Jack, I can't wait.
Hmm, baby.
Give me ...
Mm-hmm.
Give me... Give me
all the 12 inches.
All the 12...
Now !
Oh, the 12. Um...
Now ! Now !
Now !
Oh, the 12, the 12.
Yeah, that's good.
Ooh, that's good.
Huh ?
Twelve.
I... Yeah,
Well, uh, I lied.
I-i really don't have
12 inches.
No ?
I hope I didn't
disappoint you.
Well, I have a confession
to make too.
Really ?
My eyes...
Aren't really green.
You know what else ?
Another secret. What ?
Aaah !
Aaah ! Aaah !
But this is nice
in the summer !
Oh, wait.
I am glad to get these off.
No, not that. Not the tits.
Please don't be the ...
They're not even
the right color !
- whoo !
- this voluptuous ass of mine ?
Oh, wait.
Guys always get a kick
out of this one. Wait.
Oh, god, I feel so much better.
I know you do too.
Look, ooh... Whoo !
Hey, you see ?
It... You-you...
No, wait.
I got to... I have got to...
Oh, please,
Jack, honey, come on.
Don't make me...
Don't make me hop after you.
Come on, baby.
That was quick. What happened ?
It was unbelievable.
- Slade !
- Hey, Sam !
How are you, man ?
You're lookin' good.
Hey.
Good to see you.
What's so damn important
you gotta wake me
out of my bed ?
We've got to score,
and we got to score tonight.
- Follow me.
- You the man.
Let's go.
Sam, this youngblood
is Jack Spade.
Jack, Sam.
- You a soldier, boy ?
- Yes, sir.
What was your specialty,
son ?
I was a, uh...
I was the intermilitary
administrator.
Well, I'll be damned.
A secretary.
Well, good to meet you, son.
I was intermilitary
administrator myself.
Sam. Sam, hold it, man.
You told me you served in 'nam.
I did. Saigon.
How'd you lose your eye ?
F***in' around in the office.
We were shootin' paper clips,
and one of the damn fools
hit me in the eye.
Same thing
almost happened to me.
How'd you win those f***in'
medals on your coat ?
Well, this one is for typin'.
And this one
is for dart champion.
This one is for surfin'.
I got that one !
Never mind, never mind !
Shut up.
Show me what you got.
Well, they need to be cleaned
and oiled, but they work.
Well, I could do that.
Hey, all we need now
is an army.
You take care of the weapons,
and I'll get us an army.
Jack, I'm glad you're okay.
I was really worried about you.
I cleaned the room up for you.
Do you like it ?
Yeah, it's nice.
May I sit down ?
Yeah.
Jack,
why didn't you write to me
all those years ?
I didn't have nothin'
to tell you.
Well, you could have just
told me you were alive.
Cheryl, I went away
to prove something to you.
No, not to you.
Prove something to myself.
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