Oh, that's my favorite store.
Hey. I'm gonna go in here and get me a malt liquor slurpee.
Run across the street and get me some barbecue potato chips.
Ooh. Can I keep the change ?
Hell, no, fool. That's a ten-dollar food stamp.
Better bring me back my change.
Cheapskate. Stupid.
What's up now, you pretty punk trick ?
[ laughing ]
Hey ! What's up ? We got a problem, toothpick ?
I said, do we have a problem ?
[ chuckling ] we got a problem for ya.
Right here. This a problem. Right there. Right there.
- [ all laughing ] - all right. We'll play a little game.
Right here.
I said do... We...
Have... A... Problem, huh ?
Oh. "u.S.S.R."
You better get your stinky asses outta here before I cause a nuclear holocaust, fool.
Well, let's go ! Fool, come on !
It'll be hiroshima and nigger-saki.
Fool, let's go ! Let's go ! That's right, boy ! You better get on outta here !
And don't come back !
Punk ! Tray, bring your simple behind on !
[ electronic beeping ]