I'm Gonna Git You Sucka Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 88 min
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I said, war, huhh
good god, y'all
What is it good for
Absolutely
Nothin'
Say it again
War
Whoa-ohh-ohh, lord
What is it good for
Absolutely
Nothin'
Listen to me
War
It ain't nothin'
but a heartbreak
Hey, man, are you sure
you got enough ?
You can never have enough,
brother.
Ohh, war
Is an enemy
to all mankind
The thought of war
blows my mind
Whoa !
Oh, jesus !
My nuts !
- Oooh !
Hammer ! Hammer !
Are you all right, man ?
Did we get
that son of a b*tch ?
Hold on, brother. We got an
ambulance on the way.
Let's get that sucka !
You think I'm cute ?
Uh-uh.
I'm cute, right ?
Mm-hmm.
I'm cuter than Jack ?
There she is !
There's only a few guys guarding
her, but I don't see Mr. Big.
Let me see it.
Yeah. Hmm.
Look, here's the plan.
I'll take this rope and repel
down the wall over there,
take one of these bombs,
crash through the window
causing a diversion.
Once I'm inside, Jack, you go
through that window,
and Slammer,
go through that door.
How come I can't go
through the window ?
I never get to no more.
Well, pardon f***in' me, then.
Okay, you crash through
the goddamn window,
and Jack,
you go through the door.
Got it.
I'll start at the top,
you get at the bottom, and if
we're lucky we'll survive this.
Lift !
Ohh !
Give me a hand.
You farted ?
Slade ! Slade, come in !
You ready ?
Nobody move !
Are you all right ?
Man, I'm all right.
It's been a long time.
I'm just a little rusty.
Here we go, here we go
Aaah !
Weasel... What ?
What happened to you, Weasel ?
Soldier boy !
Oh, damn !
The soldier boy is here, man !
Jack ! I'm hit !
Sh*t.
You okay ?
I'm hit.
Where you... Where you hit at ?
In my foot.
Oh, my god.
They shot me in my bunion, man.
Damn, man, I can't go on.
W-well, what am I gon' do ?
Get 'em for me, Jack.
I c... But I can't !
I can't go alone !
You're down,
and Slade's not here !
I c...
Slade !
Ain't nobody
shootin' my baby.
Ma ! Ma, you promised !
Shh ! I know I promised.
What am I supposed to do,
stand by while they kill you ?
- Let's get out of here.
Follow me.
- No, you follow me.
- Follow me !
- I don't care who follows who.
If y'all step on my bunion,
I'll kill both of you.
- You gon' be okay, man ?
- I'll be okay.
I can do it, man.
I won't let you down.
You gotta put that foot
in some epsom salts,
get that swellin' outta there.
- Come on, mama !
- Let's get outta here.
Through that door !
Go, go, go !
Open this door !
Jack, let me outta here !
Jack !
Jack ! Jack !
Let me outta here !
Open this door !
Slade ? Anybody !
Hard-core military
Jack !
Jack !
Jack !
Aaah !
My eyes !
My eyes ! My eyes !
Aaah ! Aaah !
Aaah !
Get me outta here !
I missed you too, muffin.
Oh, this ?
This hurt real bad.
But I'm okay, you know.
All right, soldier boy.
Party's over, baby.
Where you want your bullet ?
Where you want it ?
He's a Flyguy
Chill it, brother.
I wouldn't do that
if I was you... Chump.
Man, I don't know who you are,
but I owe you one.
Now, you...
Where's Big ?
Forget about Big.
Grab the chick.
Let's split.
Not so fast, boys !
Nobody moves,
or the girl gets it first.
Get over there !
You ?
You're Mr. Big ?
- But I thought you were...
- What ?
Above playing
an exploitation villain ?
Well, you're wrong !
done exploitation movies.
Uh, Shelley Winters
was in, uh...
Cleopatra Jones.
Mm-Hmm !
Uh, Angie Dickinson.
- Uh, Big Bad Mama !
- Big Bad Mama.
- Uh...
Halloween!
Right, right, right !
And now I'm Mr. Big.
And I'm sorry, boys,
a sequel to this one.
Don't try it, Big.
I got you, sucka.
You did it, Jack.
You did it.
Yeah.
Yeah, I did it.
Let's go home.
Okay.
- What about him ?
- Ah, let him go.
Hey, thanks, man.
I promise, man,
I'm gon' go straight.
- Yeah, well, you know
there's two ways out of here.
- Oh, man !
All y'all just kiss
Didn't he know
about the elevator ?
Okay, let's go !
Let's move it !
Move it !
Watch your head.
Looks like I'd better
go check my flypaper,
see what's stickin'.
You owe me one.
And you got it.
Get in that car !
Watch your head.
Hey, Peterson,
clear this mess up.
You got it.
What about Hammer and Slammer ?
Hammer'll be all right.
A few flesh wounds.
It seems that bullets
have a difficult time
finding his vital parts.
And Slammer, well,
it'll be a while before
Jack ! Jack Spade !
I will never forgive you
for lockin' me in that closet.
How could you do that
to your mama ?
Huh ? How could you ?
M-ma, now listen.
I can ex...
You can explain ?
Explain how I laid up in that
hospital for 36 hours in labor,
tryin' to give birth to you !
I almost died.
Explain how I sacrificed
my entire life for you,
Explain !
Bell. Bell.
I told him to do it.
How could you,
Slade ?
Because I love you,
and I wanted to make sure
we'd be together again.
Oh, Slade.
Oh, baby.
- Yo, Jack, what's up, man ?
- Yo, B.D.P.
Jack, who are these guys ?
That's my theme music.
Every good hero
should have some.
See you around.
Again we start
let me say my part
About the only guy
who has some heart
It took some time
for the heart to come
but it's here
And everybody's in fear
Crashin' through
the door of that whore
Bringin' an end
to this gold chain war
What you saw
KRS-ONE is now seeing
Another fly human being
Making no excuses
for the losers
Chain snatchers, pimps
drug abusers
You don't like it
but you gotta keep pushing
Until somebody starts
mushing all these suckers
Claimin' to rule
they environment
No, man
I ain't buyin' it
You seem to think that
everybody can be taught
That everyone else
can be bought
But you took it short
'cause one guy
hasn't been paid
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