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Tales from the Hood |
| Year |
1995 |
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Ball:
What you sayin'? We dead, mother***er?
Mr. Simms:
VERY!
Bulldog:
Mother***er bullshit! If we dead then what we doin' in a funeral home with your crazy***
Mr. Simms:
This ain't no funeral home! It ain't the Terror Dome, neither! Welcome to Hell, mother***ers!
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Newton:
What are we going to say? The body of a citizen we murdered has come back to kill us?
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Newton:
Damn it, man, this is no time to panic!
Strom:
Then when the *** do we begin to panic?
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Martin Moorehouse:
Clarence! Bring them to me! Bring them to ME!
Clarence:
I will! I will! I will!
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Clarence:
Are you satisfied now, brother?
[Martin Moorhouse grabs Clarence by the throat]
Martin Moorehouse:
Where were you when I NEEDED you, brother?
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[the tattooed man has just been struck by Crazy K's fist after uttering a series of racist propoganda]
Tattooed Man:
Hey, ***. Those people you killed? What color were they?
[Crazy K's expression changes from wrath to somber reflection]
Tattooed Man:
[Laughs] They were ***s. I know it.
[Tastes his own blood]
Tattooed Man:
You're cool with me, ***. I like you. I like you a lot.
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Eli:
You need to be scared, Mr. Metger. Them dolls didn't want him there. They don't want you there. Now you'd best get out before you wind up just like him. Or worse.
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Rhodie:
[imitating Duke Metger] Well, the only spooks I'm afraid of are the ones with guns.
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Carl:
This***ain't over yet, bitch!
Sissy:
Oh, but I think it is.
[Steps on Walter's drawing, crushing him]
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Mr. Simms:
After you killed Crazy K, a few of his boys killed you! I guess you didn't make it!
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[Martin Moorehouse has just transformed Newton into a mural]
Martin Moorehouse:
Welcome - to MY world!
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Mr. Simms:
Don't worry. You'll get the*** You'll be knee-deep in the*** I've got it hid. There's so much... I couldn't even lift it all myself.
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Dr. Cushing:
What's the matter, Jerome? You don't like seeing black people get killed? But isn't that what you've been doing all your life? You know, Jerome, Cain was the world's first murderer. He slayed his brother. And how many brothers HAVE YOU SLAIN?
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Mr. Simms:
I have some iodine in the lab.
Stack:
Hey, man! I don't need nothing from no house of dead folks! Besides, I ain't no baby!
Mr. Simms:
Of course you're not.
Ball:
Sure looked like one when that door swung open!
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Bulldog:
Hey, man, you got your piece on you?
Stack:
Yeah.
Bulldog:
Well if some dead mother***er comes ***in' with you, you kill his*** Got it?
Stack:
Hold up, Bulldog! How ya supposed to kill somethin' that's already dead?
Bulldog:
WHAT?
Stack:
Yeah, how ya supposed to kill somethin' that's already dead? That's like killin' some***twice!
Ball:
Like refryin' some beans 'n*** I never did get that. Why not just fry that***right the first time?
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Ball:
Man, that place DOES look evil as Hell!
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Mr. Simms:
I'll tell you about Clarence here along the way - unless, of course, you're scared.
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Mr. Simms:
It's here, in the coffins! WHERE ELSE would I hide it?
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Shot Little Girl:
I didn't do anything! I was just playing in my room, and a bullet from your gun came through the wall.
Crazy K:
[visibly shaken] A bullet don't got a name on it! You was just in the wrong place at the wrong time!
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Mr. Simms:
Oh, I must say, I don't think you can reform those types. No - you just kill them.
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Gangster #1:
What about us?
Gangster #2:
That***was wrong, man!
Gangster #1:
Just drove by and started blastin'!
Gangster #2:
That***was wrong, man!
Gangster #1:
We're not even the ones who capped your homie!
Gangster #2:
That***was really wrong, G!
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Young Tracy:
Whazzup, Crazy K?
Crazy K:
[Shocked] Tracy?
Young Tracy:
Yeah, whazzup? How come we ain't talked in a while? That's right - you KILLED my*** Ain't that a bitch! I got just one question for you. Why? WHY?
Crazy K:
[Nervously, trying to justify his actions] You kept coming up short on me! I couldn't just let you rip me off, ***!
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Bulldog:
Really, though.
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Dr. Cushing:
But you are responsible for the lives you've taken... for the dreams you've turned into nightmares.
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Billy:
You quit because you're a ***.
Strom:
You're a goddamn ***.
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Newton:
You listen to me! And you listen good. Those ***s are cops. Who the *** are you to judge 'em?*** man, you got a green*** Those two guys have been risking their asses on the street for years. The ***er went for Strom's gun.
Clarence:
Bullshit.
Newton:
Now, maybe those two guys went too far tonight. Maybe it was all a mistake. But next time it could be you. So, you know, you don't ever roll over... and you never rat out a fellow officer. And you never... never break the code.
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