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Craig: Damn!... all you do is smoke weed! |
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Smokey: I was just bullshittin'!.... and you know this... MAN!! |
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Smokey: BREAK YOURSELF, FOOL!!
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Smokey & Craig: DAAAAAAAAAAMN! |
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Mr. Jones: (To Craig) How the hell you gonna get fired......on your day off?! |
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Smokey: You got to be a stupid motherfucker to get fired on your day off!! |
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Mr. Jones: (To Craig) I want you to get your ass up today....go out and look for a job! The word today is....Job. J-O-B! You hear me? |
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Mr. Jones: Every time I come in the kitchen, you in the kitchen... in the goddamn refrigerator. Eatin' up all the food. |
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Mr. Jones: I grab a dog, and I choke him! And I kick the shit out of him! And I... all day long my foot up a dog's ass! Bang! Bang! Bang! Up his ass. That's my pleasure! |
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Smokey: You got knocked the fuck out!
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Craig: Look! She's bendin' over!
Pastor Clever: Lord have mercy! The Lord is my Shepherd! He know what I want! |
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Smokey: making fun of the Mexicans by talking in pig-Spanish. |
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Smokey: I know you don't smoke weed. I know this. But I'm gonna git you high today. 'cause it's Friday, you ain't got no job, and you ain't got shit to do! |
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Pastor: Excuse me, brother! What we call drugs down at the 74th St. Baptist Church....(sings) We call a sin a sin sin!!
Smokey: (imitating his preacher sound)t Well 'round here, at 10 Normandy in the West'n...we call this here a little twenty twin-twin! Niggah! |
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Mr. Jones: Boy, bring your ass off up in here! What you talkin' about you wait 'til I come out? I smelt your shit for 22 years. Now you can't smell mine for five minutes? |
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Smokey: I dont give a fuck |
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Smokey: The weed be lettin' you know. Evil lurks |
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Smokey: Evita, EVITA! Das okay. She'll be back. Another quelupe, she'll love me in the mornin |
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Smokey: I'm gonna call you... but if you come by, I won't call you, ok? Don't ever, ever, ever ever ever ever ever, come by here ok? |
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Big Worm: I don't wanna have to fuck you up Smokey. Playing with my money is like playing with my emotions |
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Smokey: Just gimme three 'n' a half minutes. Maybe even four. She'll be wantin' to marry a nigger |
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Smokey: What's up Big Perm... I mean Big Worm |
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Smokey: Smoke dogg... arru arru arru |
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Craig: You said this was Indo. Smells like Outdo |
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Smokey: Older the berry the sweeter the juice
Craig: I think it's the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
Smokey "Yeah well yeah, she blacker than a muther fucker too |
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Smokey: Puff Puff Give. You're fuckin' up the rotation |