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 ]