Leprechaun: Back 2 tha Hood
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- Year:
- 2003
- 87 min
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Woman:
There was a time long ago
when evil men
would lay siege to the king
that possessed the ancient treasures
of the dark ages.
But the king was in league
with creatures of magic...
forest spirits...
leprechauns.
These guardians summoned
from the earth to protect the gold
from falling into the hands
of evil men...
of wicked men.
spread through the land
and all would know not to trifle
with these creatures.
The king's reign would
come to an end.
And the leprechauns
would find their home again
back in Mother Nature's embrace.
Except for the myth of the one...
the one that did not go back.
(wheezing, coughing)
(thunder rumbles)
No, no!
(man whispering)
Jacob...
(sinister giggling)
- Where is it?
- (gasping) It's gone.
You can't hide it from me,
Jacob.
The rainbow always
points to me treasure.
Never again, foul creature.
You're going back
to hell tonight.
The Lord will help me send you.
Poor misguided Jacob.
Even if you steal for God
you still have
to pay the devil.
(screams)
Damn clovers.
The Lord is at my side.
In the name of the Father,
I condemn thee
to the valley
in the shadow of death.
- I shall not fear your evil.
- Take the gold! Take it all!
Just don't send me back.
Back into the earth, back into the grave
whence you came,
I banish thee, spawn of Satan!
No!
Help me!
Please!
(screaming)
Help! Help!
(voices whispering)
I'm sorry.
Sorry...
(thunderclap)
Man:
They hiring at the salon?
Fool, it's a woman's salon.
What you gonna do up in there?
I could give massages.
Or I could help with those bikini waxes.
- Bikini wax?
- Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
A little mohawk, a little triangle.
I'm the f***ing bomb with that sh*t.
- I'll hook you up for free.
- Shut up.
Woman:
They got everybody'shopes up for no reason.
Man:
Yeah, they brokeas a motherf***er now.
Anyone ever figure out
what happened to the money?
No. It vanished.
with Father Jacob.
Damn. How come every time
something good is about to happen,
somebody always gotta
go and f*** it up?
- # Things were much better... #
- She is fine as hell. Ow!
- Girl, hey!
- Girl what?
# The days are much clearer... #
Be back in an hour or two.
# I can't reach back
and hold it in my hands #
# Those days live on
in my mind... #
(engine revs)
(rap music playing)
Man:
Come on, man,let's jack this punk.
Know what I'm saying?
Fool must be stupid.
Come here.
- Yeah you, punk!
- Sh*t.
Wassup, Watson?
Don't "Hey Watson" me,
you motherf***er.
What the f*** is this sh*t?
What the f*** is this sh*t?
What the f*** is this sh*t?!
Man, that was a Christmas gift
from my mom.
Shut up, punk!
Turn this fool over.
All right, wait, listen!
Hold on.
Ah, no!
Why you gotta do this, man?
Watson! Listen!
- Come on, man.
- What the f*** is this?
(screams)
(engine revs)
You need something, punk?
I didn't think so, motherf***er.
You better have my sh*t
by the end of this week.
Understand me, motherf***er?
Give me these motherfuckin' shoes.
End of the week, punk.
(whimpers)
# No sleep, gotta stay up,
can't sleep, gotta stay up #
# Won't sleep,
gotta wake up... #
# Here we go, come on, come on,
I like them big, small... #
Hey girl, what you gonna do
with all that cash?
I'm saving up for college,
when I go to Kansas State.
What you gonna do
with your ashy ass in Kansas?
There ain't no black people
in that motherf***er.
Girl, she's going somewhere
over the rainbow.
Excuse you, Grandma!
That child is always trippin'.
Can I get some service
up in here?
Will you be having work done
to your extensions?
(laughing)
First of all, this ain't no
nappy-ass weave.
Go ahead, feel it.
Feel it.
Right, so like I said,
can I get some service
up in here?
Woman:
Hurry up!Huh-uh, girl, this ain't
what I wanted.
I knew I should've
had Yolanda cut it.
Let me just trim a little off the edges.
I need to layer in the back anyway.
This don't look like no
Julia Roberts.
I look like
Raggedy-f***ing-Ann.
- Yolanda!
- Emily, come here!
I'm sorry,
- She said she wanted long and curly.
- Don't back-talk, girl.
We got customers waiting. And if you
can't cut hair faster than this,
you gonna get
your dumb ass replaced.
Looks good on this motherf***er,
right? Wow!
Vroom, vroom!
All through the hood, son.
Where you off to, Jackson?
Nowhere.
(giggling)
Punk-ass nigga drinking Kool-Aid.
It's Powerade,
you illiterate motherf***er.
That's why you don't drop out of school
before you learn how to read.
- Motherf***er, I'll beat your...
- Cedric!
You doing good for yourself,
little brother.
You only on the streets a few months
and already you're a big spender.
Just making ends meet, man.
The only problem that you making is
being on our part of this motherf***er.
Watson.
Do we understand each other?
My brother.
Punk-ass motherf***er.
What, nigga?
Yeah, get the f*** outta here.
Nigga shook
like a motherf***er.
"Watson, I don't want
to fight with you." B*tch-ass nigga.
Watson, you had the nigga's heart
going like this, son.
You should've let me pop
that motherf***er.
F*** that nigga b*tch.
Oh, hell no!
- Kill that motherf***er!
- F***!
(hip-hop music playing)
Hey, you want to go out Friday?
Mmmm... no.
- What, you got plans?
- No, I ain't got no plans.
Well, what's up then?
When we going to hang out?
We ain't gonna hang out.
Besides, what we do anyway
if we went on a date?
See, first of all,
we'll go somewhere real nice.
Then we'll drive to the beach,
lay out a blanket...
you can have one of them
tight-ass bikinis on,
then all the dudes'll be staring,
like "Damn, she is fine!"
The only thing is you're with me,
so they would suffer.
- That sounds good.
- For real?
Except for a few things.
One, you ain't got no car
to drive us in.
Two, you ain't got no money.
And three,
you ain't got me.
Oh... hey,
what about Saturday?
(sighs)
No? Sunday?
- Emily:
How about dentistry?- Woman:
Huh-uh, girl,I do not want to be sticking my hands
down people's nasty-ass mouths all day.
(pop, hissing)
Woman:
Oh my God.Emily:
Looks like you're gonnabe taking a bus to school.
Come on, it's just a car.
When is it going
to get better for us, Em?
Why our lives
got to be like this?
We just got the bitter end
But it's going to get better.
- Promise?
- Promise.
Besides, you don't want
that old beat up car.
You're too cute for that car.
I know, huh.
Come on.
I thought you were
saving your money up.
You coming or what?
This building should've fell down
yesterday. I'm not going in there.
If you're scared...
okay.
I'm not scared.
Hi.
Oh.
Good to see you again,
Erika.
Um, it's Emily.
- (laughing)
- Close enough.
What are you laughing at, Lisa?
(Emily snickers)
- How do you know my name?
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