Big Money Rustlas (2010)
Jamie Madrox: Raw Stank
Quotes
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Raw Stank : You platypus lookin motha fucka!
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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!
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Big Baby Chips : So, Mr. Stank...
Raw Stank : Yeah.
Big Baby Chips : You still in love with that whore?
Raw Stank : Man, I kiss one horse, man, and y'all are still trippin'.
Big Baby Chips : I said "whore", not "horse".
Raw Stank : Who, Miss Angel?
Big Baby Chips : Yeah.
Raw Stank : Yeah, I fingered her a couple times.
Big Baby Chips : Well, I suppose I did as well.
Raw Stank : Huh?
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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.
[entire saloon breaks out in laughter, then quiets down]
Sheriff Fred Freckles : I'm being serious now.
Big Baby Chips : Oh, okay, sheriff.
[brings out his pistol for him to take]
Big Baby Chips : Here you go.
Sheriff Fred Freckles : Thank you.
[as he reaches for it, Big Baby immediately flips it over and shoots Freckles' hat off his head, saloon laughs again]
Big Baby Chips : You know, if you weren't so damn entertaining, I'd have to KILL yo' ass!
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Raw Stank : Give him his motherfuckin' money, you platypus-lookin' motherfucker!
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Raw Stank : Man, I hate you, motherfucker! I hate you!
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Raw Stank : [while the two are in jail] Man, this is some straight up bullshit, man! Just wait 'til Big Baby come up in here and fuck you up, Sugar Waffle!
Dusty Poot : Yeah, he gon' bust yo' ass!
Raw Stank : And what's up on getting something to eat up in this bitch? I can't get no motherfuckin' rabbit? No squirrel stew? Nothin'?
Dusty Poot : Can a killa get a hot dog? Or maybe a frog at the end of that bitch-ass stick you wieldin'?
Raw Stank : And what's up on my motherfuckin' phone call?
Dusty Poot : Bitch! They ain't even invented phones yet!
Raw Stank : Not even the wind-up ones?
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Raw Stank : MY FACE IS ON FIRE!
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Bucky : [being held at gunpoint by Stank, Poot and Hack] 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!
[the three open fire]
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Raw Stank : We'll see you in ten. Any false moves before then, you'll be dead. I mean, you dead already, motherfucker, but before they square off, you'll be dead sooner!
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Raw Stank : [after his belt buckle is shot and his pants drop] Huh?
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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 : [in unison with Poot] ... Big Baby Chips!
Big Baby Chips : [emerges from inside the piano with machine gun in each hand] THE WICKED CLOWNS WILL NEVER DIE, MUTHAFUCKAS!