But When He Leave I Be Talking Again

Friday (1995)

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• Smokey : I know you lot don't smoke weed, I know this; but I'grand gonna get you loftier today, 'cause it's Friday; you lot own't got no job... and you lot ain't got shit to do.

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

  Smokey : No sugar? Damn. Y'all ain't never got 2 things that lucifer. Either y'all got Kool-aid, no sugar. Peanut butter, no jelly. Ham, no burger. Daaamn.

• Smokey : I got heed control over Deebo. He exist similar "close the fuck up." I be quiet. But when he leave, I be talking again.

• Smokey : Recollect it ,Write it downwardly, take a picture, I don't give a fuck.

• Smokey : Weed is from the world. God put this here for me and you. Take reward man, accept advantage.

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

• [Pastor Clever drives up every bit Smokey rolls a joint]

  Craig Jones : Put that out, man, hither come up the pastor.

  Smokey : For what? Probably smoke bud too.

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

  Craig Jones : I'grand all right.

  Pastor Clever : Um, say, um, past take a chance is Sister Jones in?

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

  Smokey : [nether his jiff] Where yo' ass demand to exist, nigga.

  [he starts rolling again]

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

  Smokey : [singing] Well, 'round hither, betwixt Normandie and Western, we call this here a little 20-twen-twen... niggaaaaa!

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

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

  Pastor Clever : Information technology's better to requite than receive, my brother.

  Craig Jones : [looking beyond the street at Mrs. Parker] Look, wait, wait, she bendin' over!

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

  [he walks away]

  Pastor Clever : Mrs. Parker! Mrs. Parker! Can I talk to you for a infinitesimal, Mrs. Parker?

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

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

  Craig Jones : Homo, it'due south the blacker the drupe, the sweeter the juice.

  Smokey : Yeah, well she blacker than a motherfucker as well.

• Smokey : [afterward Craig knocks out Deebo] You got knocked the fuck out, man! Requite me my goddamn coin...

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

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

  [walking away]

  Smokey : Pow! Pow, Pow, Pow!

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

  Ezal : [slowly walks to Deebo] Deebo? DEEBO! Man, you shoulda been bobbin' and weavin'! Look 'information technology at ya! Get Upwardly! Since you ain't, mayhap I'll take these shoes!

  [struggling to take Deebo'southward shoe off]

  Ezal : Large... foot... motherfucker, you tin *have* ya knife! 'Cause I *STEAL*, I don't *KILL*.

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

  Craig Jones , Smokey : Hi, Mrs. Parker.

  Mrs. Parker : Howdy, boys.

  Smokey : [quieter, but even so audible] When you gonna allow me *fuck* Mrs. Parker?

  Mrs. Parker : What you say, dearest?

  Smokey : Huh? Cipher.

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

• Smokey : Why you not goin' to work?

  Craig Jones : I got fired yesterday.

  Smokey : No shit? I idea y'all had the day off yesterday.

  Craig Jones : I did. I went in to pick upwardly my check, came dwelling house, my supervisor called me near four o'clock, told me he got me on record stealing boxes.

  Smokey : The fuck you stealing boxes for? What you 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' virtually pressin' charges.

  Smokey : Goddamn! You've got to be i stupid motherfucker to get fired on your twenty-four hours off.

• Smokey : [later on breaking into Stanley'south house] Nosotros got nearly two hundred dollars.

  Deebo : *I* got nigh 2 hundred dollars.

• Craig Jones , Smokey : [after they see Red's black center] DAAAAAMN!

• [Smokey taking a crap exterior]

  Smokey : Y'all better not tell anybody man.

  Ezal : Man, I'grand not, man.

  Smokey : Continue information technology on the downwardly low.

  Ezal : Alright blood brother. Damn.

  [Looks effectually and yells]

  Ezal : Hey, Smokey back here taking a shit!

  Smokey : Ezal!

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

• Felisha : I demand to borrow your car right quick.

  Smokey : What kinda shit is that? Most people wanna infringe carbohydrate. Or fifty-fifty ketchup. Y'all wanna borrow my car? Hell naw! Get the hell on.

  Felisha : Well, let me borrow a articulation.

  Smokey : You demand to infringe a task. With yo' broke ass. E'er trying to smoke upwardly somebody'due south shit. Become the hell on, Felisha.

  Felisha : I'ma remember that.

  Smokey : Remember it. Write it down, take a picture, I don't give a fuck!

  Felisha : Tsk.

  [realizes she tin try her luck with Craig]

  Felisha : Craig.

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

  Felisha : Damn. Y'all stingy.

  [she leaves]

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

• Smokey's mom : Smokey, get me some cigarettes.

  Smokey : Well, give me some money.

  [Smokey'southward mom gives Smokey a dollar]

  Smokey : Wait, this isn't enough.

  Smokey's mom : Make information technology enough.

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

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

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

  Craig Jones : What virtually the time he tried to asphyxiate me in Fume'southward backyard?

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

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

• Smokey : I won, gimme my money.

  Deebo : What money!

  Smokey : I lost.

• Smokey : Human being that fool just playin' man, I ain't trippin.

  Craig Jones : That'due south yo problem. Aint' nobody playin' but you. You walk up and downwards the street all 24-hour interval playin'. He aint' playin' you think he playin' 'bout his money? He know where my momma stay know where yous momma stay. He say he had a gun when you seen him correct?

  Smokey : Yeah

  Craig Jones : Well proper noun one person in the hood that play like that!

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

  Smokey : Today your birthday?

  Ezal : What's today?

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

• [last lines]

  Smokey : [on phone] Yep, I got your money. And I don't appreciate you sendin' your punk ass, busta ass, Jheri curlicue wearin' donkey 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 like you some direct up "K", 'cause I'll cut your assurance off and manus 'em to you, partner. I had to warn you too many times most my money, Smokey. You run across, it's the principle of the whole thing. There's principalities in this.

  Smokey : Yeah, well... I got your money anyways. And you sell that shit yourself next time, 'crusade I'm goin' to rehab. I'yard through with this shit.

  [hangs up, then lights a articulation]

  Smokey : [to the viewer] I was merely bullshittin'! And you know this, homo!

• 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 yous gonna sell bud, when you lot fume it?

  Smokey : I don't know. That's my merely problem.

  Craig Jones : Big Worm gonna fuck y'all up.

  Smokey : Big Worm ain't gonna do a goddamn affair, homo.

  Craig Jones : All right...

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

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

  Deebo : End beingness a bowwow and come on.

• Rita : Ooooh, What's up?

  Smokey : Not a damn thannng!

• Smokey : [about Crimson] He gonna cry in the auto.

• Smokey : [fierce through Craig's open up bedroom window pall] Break yo' self Fool!

  Craig Jones : Man, look what y'all did to my curtain. Yous better watch that window y'all climbing in fool 'fo you get blasted on.

  Smokey : With what? Y'all ain't got nothin' human.

  Craig Jones : With this!

  [pointing his Glock at Smokey]

  Smokey : Man, Where you become that from?

  Craig Jones : Yo Mama.

  Smokey : Fuck you!

  Craig Jones : Fuck you lot! He he he

  [chuckling]

  Smokey : Come on outside human, and stop playing.

  Craig Jones : Gotta become dressed.

  Smokey : Bustle Upward!

  Craig Jones : Don't tell me to bustle up!

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

  Big Worm : [5.o. on phone] Don't play dumb nigger, you know who the is! You got my money?

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

  [Large Worm hangs up]

  Craig Jones : What happened?

  Smokey : Man he just hung upwardly... I think we better stay in the house.

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

• Hector : [while smoking with Smokey] Hey, hey, hey! Take information technology easy, holmes!

  Smokey : I know what I'1000 doin', man! Shut the fuck upwardly!

  [Hector and his friend express mirth at him]

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

  Smokey : Give me the money

  Joann : [she hands smokey 1 dollar]

  Smokey : Wait, Expect, Wait, Expect a minute, what's this? This ain't plenty

  Joann : Make it enough

  Smokey : DAMN!

• Hector : 'Sup, Smokey?

  Smokey : Fuck yous.

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

• [Big Worm arrived at Craig's business firm and Smokey comes to him. The license plate says "Big Worm"]

  Smokey : What'southward up, Big Worm?

  Large Worm : How much yous got left?

  Smokey : Homo, I got to lot.

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

  Smokey : Homo, I'thousand trying to, Worm. Niggas are broke these days.

  Big Worm : I don't retrieve you're applying yourself, Smokey.

  [intermission]

  Large Worm : You're smoking my shit?

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

  Large Worm : You're smoking my shit?

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

  Large Worm : I don't desire have to fuck you lot up, Smokey. Playing with my money is like playing with my emotions.

  Smokey : Worm! You're the last brother coin, I'd mess with. I'll steal from my mama earlier I mess with your shit. At present you know this, man.

  Big Worm : We'll see.

  [begins to leaves and drives away from Smokey]

• Craig Jones : Human what took y'all 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 you nicely, only at present I'm getting very irritated. For the last time, would you lot stay off of my FRIGGING GRASS, Please!

  Smokey : Al'right man, distressing.

  Stanley : Thank you.

  [Smokey gives Stanley the middle finger and Stanley falls]

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