Meat Quotes in Waist Deep (2006)
Meat: [Having slashed off a subordinate's arm with a machete] You bring me my money... you get your arm back
Lucky: Not now, O. Imma call you back.
Meat: [Chops arm, people gasps, man groans] See this right here?
O2: The fuck is that noise?
Lucky: Nothing. Meet me in the spot in 15 minutes.
Meat: This a dumb nigga. And this what happens to dumb nigga who don't pay their taxes. Every liquor store, grocery store, and every motherfucking restaurant around here owes me!
O2: I did six years for you.
Meat: For me? Nigga, you got caught.
O2: Same old Big Meat. Fucking over niggas and everybody else take the fall.
Meat: I made you! I put you in this shit!
O2: My son is all I had.
Meat: Nigga, fuck your son!
Lucky: We took em G style.
Meat: Straight up G-style.
Lucky: What? I came through the spot, boom, I kicked in the motherfucking door. I told motherfuckers,"Get the fuck on the floor right now, nigga. It's a jack move!" I was running through that motherfucker, smacking up bitch-ass niggas with no problem. You know, I'm taking care of my shit. I'm over there, just snatching shit. Snatching whatever I want, 'cause that's what I do. I ought to take your shit, nigga. Now I bring this shit back to you, man, so we can break bread.
Meat: To me?
Lucky: To you.
Wendy: [answering the phone behind the counter at the roadside diner] Deadbeats.
Pee Wee Morris: [into pay phone, disguising his voice] Hello. Hi. I'm lookin' for a friend of mine. He's s'posed to be there.
Wendy: Uh, what's his name?
Pee Wee Morris: His name's Michael Hunt... uh Mike, Mike. Yes, Mike.
Wendy: Mike Hunt? Okay, just hang on a minute.
[raising her voice to address the patrons]
Wendy: Is Mike Hunt here?
[Pee Wee laughs]
Wendy: Is Mike Hunt here?
[several patrons begin to snicker]
Wendy: Has anybody seen Mike Hunt?
[patrons begin to cackle uncontrollably]
Meat: Practically everybody in town, from what I hear.
Pee Wee Morris: [to Tommy, about the normal-sized condom he was given] It's too big.
[Everybody else laughs]
Tommy Turner: Peewee, we don't have any training rubbers.
Mickey: He needs the junior size.
Brian Schwartz: [Seriously] Peewee, tie a knot in it.
Meat: [as Peewee is given another condom and he returns to the bus] Hey Peewee, what do you think this is? The return desk at Macys?
Wendy: Is Mike Hunt here? Has anyone seen Mike Hunt?
Meat: Everybody in town, from what I hear.
[the gang are at the Deadbeats drive-in restaurant getting their food and drinks]
Billy: The worst thing is you guys are out a hundred bucks.
Tommy Turner: This is just the kind of thing you write off.
Pee Wee Morris: [hands Tommy the receipt] Here you go.
Tommy Turner: Again?
Pee Wee Morris: I got it last time.
Tommy Turner: [pays the waitress] Great. Mick, I'm telling ya, they're bad mothers.
Mickey: I'm going back to get that pig.
Meat: Yeah right, Mick.
Mickey: [throws his hamburger in a fit] Yeah, Meat!
Sheriff Wallace: Well, it looks like to me we got five Angel Beach assholes here. Yes, sir. Five walkin' talkin' rectums.
[Sheriff chuckles; to Mickey]
Sheriff Wallace: Where's your car, boy?
Mickey: [points to his Ford pick-up truck] Right there.
Sheriff Wallace: You from Seward County?
Sheriff Wallace: Well, I don't know much about the laws in Seward County, but we got laws here about driving with busted headlights.
Mickey: I don't have a busted headlight.
Sheriff Wallace: Don't have a busted headlight?
[the Sheriff smashes the right-side headlight of Mickey's truck; Porky and his goons laughs]
Mickey: [shocked] Shit!
Sheriff Wallace: That's a $35.00 fine. Thirty-five bucks or a night in jail!
Tommy Turner: I've got fifteen bucks.
Pee Wee Morris: I've got-I've got five.
Sheriff Wallace: You got five, you got fifteen, huh?
Meat: I've got twelve.
Tim: I think I got three.
Porky: [to his goons] Watch this.
[the Sheriff then smashes the rear right-side taillight]
Mickey: [grows angry] Goddamn it!
[Porky and his goons laughing]
Sheriff Wallace: You got a busted taillight, too. That's 20 more dollars. Can you cover it?
Mickey: I've got ten.
Sheriff Wallace: Give it to me! Give me all you got.
[the Sheriff starts collecting the boys money, but stops midway]
Sheriff Wallace: Well, I guess I can show a little leniency for first offenders. Whadaya say, Pork? Should I give these nice lads a break?
Porky: Oh, they seem like a nice bunch of clean-cut Angel Beach pussies. A little smelly. Yeah, give 'em a break.
Sheriff Wallace: You heard the man. You get your candy-asses back over to Seward County and you keep 'em there. This here's a "man's" county. Go on, get the fuck out. Go on. Go on!
[the boys pile up in Mickey's truck]
Sheriff Wallace: Go on. Here we go! Here we go! Goin' home now, ain't we?
Porky: [to his goons] I don't think they'll be comin' back. Let's go back inside and get some beer.
Porky: [as the pig mobile pulls up behind the tow truck and they all get out, to Ted] I want those mosey little mothas arrested, and I mean like right now! Those boys just destroyed my night club.
Ted Jarvis: How'd they do that?
Porky: They've been coming in the last couple of weeks.
Ted Jarvis: Which ones?
Porky: [Points to Tim then Mickey] This one, and that little bastard back there!
Ted Jarvis: [Points to them himself] You mean this sixteen year old and this seventeen year old youngster were frequenting your establishment?
Sheriff Wallace: [Butts in] They've been coming in before! This ain't the first time, especially that little sun-of-a-bitch...
Porky: [Stops him, now uneasy] Look, we may have made a mistake. They're obviously youngsters.
Sheriff Wallace: What are you talking about, Pork?
Porky: [Quietly, emphasizing] They're youngsters!
Sheriff Wallace: [to Ted] No, look! Those boys just destroyed my station house! Destroyed two of my cars! I want them booked on felony charges of destruction of private property, and assault and battery!
Ted Jarvis: Now hold on, Sheriff.
Sheriff Wallace: "Hold on", my ass!
Ted Jarvis: [Brandishing his rifle] You're in *my* county now! I wonder what I could book you for.
[Looks over the car, then breaks one of the headlights with the butt of his rifle]
Mickey: [as everyone cheers and laughs] Get him, brother!
Ted Jarvis: [to Porky] Broken headlight. That's a $50 fine in Seward County.
Porky: [Pulls a $50 bill from his wad of cash] Got that right here.
[Ted then cocks his rifle and shoots the left front tire of the car, Porky is then seen clearing out his ear, then quietly to his brother]
Ted Jarvis: Blown tire.
Ted Jarvis: That's too bad.
[Everyone laughs, he then shoots the radiator and we hear the pig whistle horn die]
Ted Jarvis: Broken radiator. This car's a mess.
[More laughter from the crowd; he then reloads and aims at the hood ornament from his hip]
Meat: [Leading the cheers] Do it! Do it!
Porky: [Quietly throwing a fit] Daw shit!
Porky: Broken hood ornament. And questions?
Meat: [to Laurel] You are a black hole of negative energy.
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