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Friday (1995)

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• Smokey : I know you don't smoke weed, I know this; but I'm gonna go you lot high today, 'cause information technology's Friday; you lot own't got no job... and you ain't got shit to do.

• Craig Jones : Nosotros ain't got no sugar.

  Smokey : No saccharide? Damn. Y'all own't never got two things that match. Either y'all got Kool-aid, no sugar. Peanut butter, no jelly. Ham, no burger. Daaamn.

• Smokey : I got mind control over Deebo. He exist like "shut the fuck up." I exist quiet. Simply when he leave, I exist talking again.

• Smokey : Remember information technology ,Write information technology downward, accept a moving-picture show, I don't give a fuck.

• Smokey : Weed is from the earth. God put this hither for me and you. Have advantage homo, take advantage.

• Smokey : Puff puff, give. Puff puff, give. You lot fuckin' up the rotation.

• [Pastor Clever drives up as Smokey rolls a joint]

  Craig Jones : Put that out, human, here come the pastor.

  Smokey : For what? Probably fume bud too.

  Pastor Clever : How ya doin', Brother Craig? How ya doin'?

  Craig Jones : I'm all correct.

  Pastor Clever : Um, say, um, past risk is Sister Jones in?

  Craig Jones : Nope. Neither is Brother Jones. They both at work.

  Smokey : [under his breath] Where yo' donkey need to be, nigga.

  [he starts rolling once again]

  Pastor Clever : 'Scuse me, brother. What nosotros call drugs at 74th Street Baptist Church, we call a sinny-siiiiin-sin.

  Smokey : [singing] Well, 'round here, between Normandie and Western, nosotros call this here a footling twenty-twen-twen... niggaaaaa!

  Pastor Clever : Why don't ya just give me a piffling fleck for my cataract.

  Smokey : You didn't put in on this, man.

  Pastor Clever : Information technology'southward better to give than receive, my blood brother.

  Craig Jones : [looking across the street at Mrs. Parker] Expect, look, await, she bendin' over!

  Pastor Clever : Lord have mercy! The Lord is my shepherd, he know what I want. Excuse me, brother.

  [he walks away]

  Pastor Clever : Mrs. Parker! Mrs. Parker! Can I talk to yous for a minute, Mrs. Parker?

  Smokey : [to Craig] Told ya. The weed be lettin' ya know... evil lurks.

• Smokey : Older the drupe, the sweeter the juice.

  Craig Jones : Man, it'southward the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice.

  Smokey : Yep, well she blacker than a motherfucker likewise.

• Smokey : [after Craig knocks out Deebo] You got knocked the fuck out, man! Give me my goddamn money...

  [Smokey takes $200 from a knocked-out Deebo]

  Smokey : Payback's a motherfucker, ain't it? Nigga!

  [walking away]

  Smokey : Prisoner of war! Prisoner of war, Pw, Pow!

  Red : [punches Deebo as he'south getting upwardly and takes chain back] My grandmama gave me this chain!

  Ezal : [slowly walks to Deebo] Deebo? DEEBO! Human, yous shoulda been bobbin' and weavin'! Look 'it at ya! Get Up! Since y'all ain't, maybe I'll take these shoes!

  [struggling to take Deebo's shoe off]

  Ezal : Big... foot... motherfucker, you can *have* ya pocketknife! 'Cause I *STEAL*, I don't *KILL*.

• Smokey : Damn! Mrs. Parker finer than a motherfucker.

  Craig Jones , Smokey : Hullo, Mrs. Parker.

  Mrs. Parker : Hi, boys.

  Smokey : [quieter, but still audible] When yous gonna allow me *fuck* Mrs. Parker?

  Mrs. Parker : What you say, honey?

  Smokey : Huh? Null.

• Smokey : [at the water ice cream truck] What's up, Big Perm?... I mean Large Worm?

• Smokey : Why yous not goin' to work?

  Craig Jones : I got fired yesterday.

  Smokey : No shit? I thought you had the day off yesterday.

  Craig Jones : I did. I went in to pick upwards my bank check, came domicile, my supervisor chosen me nigh four o'clock, told me he got me on tape stealing boxes.

  Smokey : The fuck yous stealing boxes for? What y'all trying to build, a clubhouse?

  Craig Jones : Hell, no, own't got me on tape. But they said they did. Fired me on the spot. Talkin' most pressin' charges.

  Smokey : Goddamn! You've got to be one stupid motherfucker to get fired on your mean solar day off.

• [Smokey taking a crap outside]

  Smokey : You better not tell anybody man.

  Ezal : Homo, I'yard not, human.

  Smokey : Keep information technology on the downward low.

  Ezal : Alright blood brother. Damn.

  [Looks around and yells]

  Ezal : Hey, Smokey back hither taking a shit!

  Smokey : Ezal!

  Ezal : Well, I won't tell everyone else.

• Smokey : [after breaking into Stanley'due south house] We got about two hundred dollars.

  Deebo : *I* got about two hundred dollars.

• Felisha : I demand to borrow your auto correct quick.

  Smokey : What kinda shit is that? Almost people wanna borrow sugar. Or even ketchup. You wanna infringe my car? Hell naw! Get the hell on.

  Felisha : Well, let me infringe a joint.

  Smokey : You need to infringe a job. With yo' broke ass. Always trying to smoke up somebody's shit. Go the hell on, Felisha.

  Felisha : I'ma remember that.

  Smokey : Think it. Write it down, take a movie, I don't requite a fuck!

  Felisha : Tsk.

  [realizes she tin can try her luck with Craig]

  Felisha : Craig.

  Craig Jones : [not bothering to look at her] Bye, Felisha.

  Felisha : Damn. Yous stingy.

  [she leaves]

• Blood-red : [after having his necklace snatched by Deebo] Hey, human, why didn't y'all help me!

  Smokey : [slouching in his chair] Man, I'm high.

  Red : Homo, that's fucked up. If it was you, I would've helped y'all.

  Craig Jones : What about the time he tried to choke me in Smoke's backyard?

  Red : [pause, thinks near it] Oh, that was different.

• Craig Jones , Smokey : [later on they see Ruby's black eye] DAAAAAMN!

• Smokey : Why don't you tell your daddy to comb his damn pilus, look similar some spiders is having a meetin' on his caput.

• Smokey'south mom : Smokey, become me some cigarettes.

  Smokey : Well, give me some money.

  [Smokey's mom gives Smokey a dollar]

  Smokey : Wait, this isn't enough.

  Smokey's mom : Get in enough.

• Smokey : [sees Big Worm drives abroad] Florida Evans-looking motherfucker.

• Smokey : I won, gimme my money.

  Deebo : What money!

  Smokey : I lost.

• Smokey : Man that fool but playin' human, I ain't trippin.

  Craig Jones : That's yo problem. Aint' nobody playin' but you. You walk up and downward the street all solar day playin'. He aint' playin' you think he playin' 'bout his money? He know where my momma stay know where y'all momma stay. He say he had a gun when you seen him right?

  Smokey : Yeah

  Craig Jones : Well name i person in the hood that play like that!

• Ezal : Smoke, purchase me a 40oz for my birthday.

  Smokey : Today your altogether?

  Ezal : What's today?

• Smokey : I've been smokin' ever since I was two.

• [last lines]

  Smokey : [on telephone] Yep, I got your coin. And I don't appreciate yous sendin' your punk donkey, busta ass, Jheri scroll wearin' ass friends come down here to shoot at me and my homie. They'd like to got dealt with.

  Big Worm : First of all, don't be callin' here similar y'all some straight upward "1000", 'cause I'll cut your balls off and hand 'em to yous, partner. I had to warn you likewise many times about my money, Smokey. You meet, information technology's the principle of the whole thing. In that location's principalities in this.

  Smokey : Yeah, well... I got your money anyways. And y'all sell that shit yourself next time, 'cause I'm goin' to rehab. I'chiliad through with this shit.

  [hangs up, so lights a articulation]

  Smokey : [to the viewer] I was just bullshittin'! And y'all know this, homo!

• Rita : Ooooh, What's upwards?

  Smokey : Not a damn thannng!

• Smokey : [virtually Ruddy] He gonna cry in the car.

• Smokey : [trigger-happy through Craig's open up bedchamber window curtain] Interruption yo' self Fool!

  Craig Jones : Human being, look what you did to my mantle. You meliorate sentinel that window you climbing in fool 'fo yous become blasted on.

  Smokey : With what? You own't got nothin' man.

  Craig Jones : With this!

  [pointing his Glock at Smokey]

  Smokey : Man, Where you get that from?

  Craig Jones : Yo Mama.

  Smokey : Fuck yous!

  Craig Jones : Fuck you! He he he

  [chuckling]

  Smokey : Come on outside man, and end playing.

  Craig Jones : Gotta become dressed.

  Smokey : Hurry Up!

  Craig Jones : Don't tell me to hurry upwardly!

• Smokey : [calling Big Worm on his phone] Hey um, did somebody... page Smokey?

  Big Worm : [v.o. on telephone] Don't play dumb nigger, y'all know who the is! You got my money?

  Smokey : I ain't got it, but I'm gonna get it.

  [Big Worm hangs up]

  Craig Jones : What happened?

  Smokey : Human being he but hung upwards... I think we better stay in the firm.

• Smokey : You know Craig? Craig got fired!

  Big Worm : What the fuck that gotta do wit me?

• Craig Jones : What I'm trippin on, is how you gonna sell bud, when you smoke it?

  Smokey : I don't know. That's my only trouble.

  Craig Jones : Big Worm gonna fuck you upward.

  Smokey : Big Worm ain't gonna do a goddamn thing, man.

  Craig Jones : All right...

• Deebo : Come on Smoke, Stanley left his window open.

  Smokey : I can't I'm on probation.

  Deebo : Stop beingness a bitch and come up on.

• Smokey : [later on smoking marijuana in the car with Hector and his friend, he finds himself running downward the street in his white A-shirt and white briefs] The adjacent matter I know, I was runnin' down the street in my damn drawers!

• Joann : Smokey, I need you to go to the store and get me some cigarettes

  Smokey : Give me the coin

  Joann : [she easily smokey one dollar]

  Smokey : Wait, Expect, Wait, Wait a minute, what'southward this? This own't enough

  Joann : Get in enough

  Smokey : DAMN!

• Hector : 'Sup, Smokey?

  Smokey : Fuck yous.

• Hector : [while smoking with Smokey] Hey, hey, hey! Have it piece of cake, holmes!

  Smokey : I know what I'grand doin', man! Shut the fuck up!

  [Hector and his friend laugh at him]

• Smokey : [talking about Mrs. Parker] Damn, I'd knock the dust off that pussy!

• [Large Worm arrived at Craig'southward house and Smokey comes to him. The license plate says "Big Worm"]

  Smokey : What's up, Big Worm?

  Big Worm : How much you got left?

  Smokey : Man, I got to lot.

  Big Worm : Yous still own't sold that weed, Smokey?

  Smokey : Human, I'm trying to, Worm. Niggas are broke these days.

  Large Worm : I don't recall y'all're applying yourself, Smokey.

  [pause]

  Big Worm : Y'all're smoking my shit?

  Smokey : Hell, no. Fuck with your shit? Hell, no.

  Big Worm : You're smoking my shit?

  Smokey : Human, why would I do some shit like that?

  Big Worm : I don't want accept to fuck you up, Smokey. Playing with my money is like playing with my emotions.

  Smokey : Worm! You're the last brother money, I'd mess with. I'll steal from my mama before I mess with your shit. Now you know this, man.

  Large Worm : Nosotros'll see.

  [begins to leaves and drives abroad from Smokey]

• Craig Jones : Human being what took you lot so long?

  Deebo : This foo was scared man, he didn't even...

  Stanley : [Interrupts Deebo and talks very irritated to Craig, Smokey and Deebo] Look fellas. I've asked yous nicely, simply at present I'm getting very irritated. For the last time, would you stay off of my FRIGGING GRASS, Please!

  Smokey : Al'right man, pitiful.

  Stanley : Thank you lot.

  [Smokey gives Stanley the center finger and Stanley falls]

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