Raw Stank: You platypus lookin motha fucka!
出自電影《Big Money Rustlas》 的經典對白。
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Raw Stank: You platypus lookin motha fucka!
Big Baby Chips: Big Baby Chips: You people belong to me. Forever and always.
Sugar Wolf: There is a new sheriff in town.
Big Baby Chips: If he thinks he can come between me and my motherfucking money he's wrong. Dead wrong.
Dirty Sanchez: It's as polluted as a fat chick's ass after running a marathon with no underwear on.
Sugar Wolf: Well, I'll be a porcupine's dickhole.
Big Baby Chips: Don't get your thongs all tangled up in this matter.
Dirty Sanchez: I am Dirty. Dirty Sanchez. I milk the sheep and give mustache rides for two bits.
Bucky: I read the script, and it doesn't say anything about this cowboy getting shot!
Big Baby Chips: Citizens of Mudbug, as you are well aware... there's an airplane in town... we're building an airport.
Big Baby Chips: Ooh. Ooh, that's pretty. That's real pretty. Four naked ladies and a one-eyed jack. You got my money, motherfuckers?
Raw Stank: Give him his motherfuckin' money, you platypus-lookin' motherfucker!
Raw Stank: Man, I hate you, motherfucker! I hate you!
Man in Outhouse: What the fuck was that? I didn't even get a chance to wipe!
Dusty Poot: You super-slap-happy-Sugar-silly-ass-Waffle!
Sugar Wolf: It must be Friday 'cause you gettin' straight-up PAID!
Dirty Sanchez: You're just hovering there, man! Like a hummingbird!
Dirty Sanchez: Drop your guns, you Brokeback-Mountain sissies!
Sugar Wolf: Well, I guess that about sums that shit up. My father was nothin' but a big money rustla.
Raw Stank: You platypus lookin motha fucka!
Big Baby Chips: Big Baby Chips: You people belong to me. Forever and always.
Sugar Wolf: There is a new sheriff in town.
Big Baby Chips: If he thinks he can come between me and my motherfucking money he's wrong. Dead wrong.
Dirty Sanchez: It's as polluted as a fat chick's ass after running a marathon with no underwear on.
Sugar Wolf: Well, I'll be a porcupine's dickhole.
Big Baby Chips: Don't get your thongs all tangled up in this matter.
Dirty Sanchez: I am Dirty. Dirty Sanchez. I milk the sheep and give mustache rides for two bits.
Bucky: I read the script, and it doesn't say anything about this cowboy getting shot!
Big Baby Chips: Citizens of Mudbug, as you are well aware... there's an airplane in town... we're building an airport.
Big Baby Chips: Ooh. Ooh, that's pretty. That's real pretty. Four naked ladies and a one-eyed jack. You got my money, motherfuckers?
Raw Stank: Give him his motherfuckin' money, you platypus-lookin' motherfucker!
Raw Stank: Man, I hate you, motherfucker! I hate you!
Man in Outhouse: What the fuck was that? I didn't even get a chance to wipe!
Dusty Poot: You super-slap-happy-Sugar-silly-ass-Waffle!
Sugar Wolf: It must be Friday 'cause you gettin' straight-up PAID!
Dirty Sanchez: You're just hovering there, man! Like a hummingbird!
Dirty Sanchez: Drop your guns, you Brokeback-Mountain sissies!
Sugar Wolf: Well, I guess that about sums that shit up. My father was nothin' but a big money rustla.
Bartender: What brings you to these parts, stranger? Sugar Wolf: I ain't no stranger to these parts.
Dirty Sanchez: So, you accept his invitation to die? Big Baby Chips: I accept his invitation, alright, but I won't be the one dying. Dirty Sanchez: I can't wait to pee on your head.
Dirty Sanchez: You guys look like Laurel and Hardy on crack. Raw Stank: Man, my hair ain't even red, bitch! That joke ain't funny!
Sheriff Fred Freckles: Of course you know there are no guns allowed within Mud Bug city limits... Big Baby Chips: Yeah? So? Raw Stank: So motherfuckin' what, man? Dusty Poot: Yeah, so the BUCK what? Sheriff Fred Freckles: Well, it's just that I'm gonna have to ask you to hand over your weapons to me. Sheriff Fred Freckles: I'm being serious now. Big Baby Chips: Oh, okay, sheriff. Big Baby Chips: Here you go. Sheriff Fred Freckles: Thank you. Big Baby Chips: You know, if you weren't so damn entertaining, I'd have to KILL yo' ass!
Sugar Wolf: Okay, Bucky, that's it, friend. You're hired, partner. Welcome aboard. You're gonna be on guard from dusk 'til dawn right here in the jailhouse. Bucky: Oh, that's some great news, sheriff. Now I just have one question, all right, does that include not getting shot? Bucky: Oh, crap! Sugar Wolf: Why, of course not, Bucky. Don't be stupid. No deputy nighttime watchman of mine is ever gonna get shot. Bucky: Oh, I'm not bein' stupid, I'm just wondering how do I know I'm not gonna get shot? Sugar Wolf: Well, Bucky, I'll make you one simple promise: if you get shot and die, I'll double your paycheck. Bucky: Oh, man, that is great, sheriff! You got yourself a deal!
Dusty Poot: Oh shit! That's like police brutality and shi - Dusty Poot: Holy shit! Where the fuck did that come from?
Sugar Wolf: I got some carpet to munch. Dirty Sanchez: Hey, can I ask you a question? Does the carpet match the drapes?
Bucky: Guys, what about me? Can I go? These guys are going. Raw Stank: No, we gon' keep yo' ass to send a motherfuckin' message to Sugar Waffle! Bucky: Oh, that's great news! I take good dictation! Dusty Poot: Good! Well, tell him we said this, bitch!
Raw Stank: Listen up, people! We got a special treat for y'all! Here, at the Mud Bug Hootenanny Hoedown! Dusty Poot: Playin' the twin-barrel machine guns with that sweeeeeet salsa twist... Raw Stank: Ya' big homie... Dusty Poot: The one, the only... Raw Stank: ... Big Baby Chips! Big Baby Chips: THE WICKED CLOWNS WILL NEVER DIE, MUTHAFUCKAS!
