I Spit on Your Grave

I can't finish like that.

You know,

sometimes I look at these

gorgeous-looking chicks,

I mean, the ones that look

like real knockouts--

sexy and all--

and I wonder--

I wonder if they

gotta take a shit too.

Hey, all women shit.

Women are full of shit.

Matthew:

Not my mother.

- My sister is.

- Oh man, cut out the shit talk.

I got another one.

I got another one. Yo!

Stanley, can I have one fish?

God damn it, Matthew,

can't you just shit quietly?

Don't yell at me, Stanley.

I don't like when people yell

at me for no reason at all.

Scoop some and stuff it

in your mouth.

Matthew:

You're very rude, Stanley.

( mocking )

"You're very rude, Stanley."

Sounds like a fucking virgin.

He is.

Yeah, but he's not

gonna stay one for long.

We're gonna fix him up

with a broad.

Hey, Matthew,

what do you say?

You're interrupting

my concentration.

A broad, Matthew, a broad.

- Broads don't turn him on.

- Matthew:
Yes, they do.

But not all broads.

Only the special ones.

What's a special broad,

Matthew?

Miss Hills.

Miss Hills is special.

Who in the f*ck is he talking--

Miss Hills?

He means that broad

from New York.

Aw, he got a peek at her tits

and already she's special.

Matthew:
She's special.

She also gave me a dollar for a tip.

New York broads

are all loaded, Matthew.

Yeah, they f*ck around a lot.

One day I'm gonna go to New York

and f*ck all the broads there.

I'm gonna do the same

in California.

Why California?

Sunset Strip is just swarming

with chicks looking

to get Iaid.

He wants to go to Hollywood

and become another movie star.

Another Robert Redford.

There's only one Robert Redford.

Did I say I wanna be

Robert Redford?

Hey, Greenwich Village is where

you want to go, man.

I mean, chicks come

from all over the country

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