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Dell: Why are women are so uptight? They've got half the money and all the pussy.
Mr. Rhythm: Don't let your dick run your life.
Tyrone: Where to?
Angel of Death: I am the Angel of Death. Take me to hell.
Tyrone: Got any luggage?
Samson: Fool! Your fare is the only thing stopping me from breaking your face!
Xavier: It's tough to be a man baby!
Tyrone: Albert white bread, chicken shit, Hockenberry.
Dell: I don't work January the 8th, 'cause it's Elvis' birthday.
Dell: Oh hunh-hunh!
Samson: Shut up, Dell!
Dell: Bruce Lee ain't dead you know. They got him frozen in carbonite down under Chatsworth. They're gonna melt him down as soon as the economy gets better.