Half Baked Page #2
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- 1998
- 82 min
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Get some Haagen Dazs
Make sure chocolate.
Gotta have chocolate, man.
Some popcorn. Bread. Popcorn.
Graham crackers.
Graham crackers with the marshmallows,
the little marshmallows.
We'll make some smores, man.
Yeah, that's what
l was sayin', yo.
Also celery, grape jelly, Captain Crunch
with the little crunch berries.
Pizzas.
We need two big pizzas, man.
Everything on 'em.
With water, whole lot of water.
And... Funyuns.
Yeah.
- That's it ?
- Yeah.
- Anything else ?
- Oh, yeah.
Get me a box of condoms,
and, um, what's that stuff ?
We used to eat it all the time
back in the day.
- P*ssy. That's right.
- You got it.
- Thanks, man.
- Hey, hey !
lf l'm not back in ten minutes,
call the police.
lf he ain't back
in ten minutes,
we callin' Domino's.
- l'm hungry, man.
- All right, yo.
-
- Hey, girl.
- You hungry ?
- F*** you, n*gger !
-
- Hey, l'm sorry.
l was talkin' to the horse.
See the trouble
you're gettin' me into ?
You're hungry,
aren't ya ? Here.
You like popcorn.
pop, pop, pop.
This is Buster Phillips, and coming
in at number eight, like El Nino,
''Samson Gets Me Lifted,'' by my
main man-- Who ? Sir Smoka Lot.
Ha !
This guy is weed crazy.
Look at that.
- What do you want, Master ?
- B*tch, you know what l want.
l wanna talk to Samson
Fly me to the moon like
that b*tch Alice Kramden
'Cause it's hard bein'
black and gifted
all down and get lifted
-
- That is so cool, man.
- He got the same dealer as us.
- What you mean ?
- Samson.
- Oh, right.
Everybody knows in my neighborhood
it's the bestest around
Samson's sh*t is blessed
Got the whole town on lockdown
That's where
l want to live. Right there.
Think about this sh*t
please
- l'm all out.
-
l'm all out of food.
You ate it all.
Gee, you must've been
so hungry.
-
- Uh-oh.
Buttercup ! Buttercup !
l need
an ambulance, now ! Officer down.
l repeat:
Officer down !
What the hell
did you give my Buttercup ?
l just gave him some candy
and some chips...
and some pink popcorn
and some Funyuns--
Buttercup. Buttercup.
Don't you leave me.
Breathe, Buttercup.
- Breathe.
- Breathe. Breathe.
Why ?
- Why ?
- Why ?
- You're under arrest.
- What ?
- You dumb son of a b*tch !
- No !
l'm a-- l'm a peaceful man.
- l'm a schoolteacher !
- Shut up ! You're a cop killer.
Cop killer ?
l love horses.
- l love horses.
- l love horses.
- l love buttered stuff.
- Buttercup.
- Say it.
- Butter nuts.
- Cup. Cup.
- Cup. Cup.
Why must you rage ?
Stop the hate, child.
Bail is set at one million
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