[after
breaking into the Flaming Dragon
compound
and going into the ammunition
hut]
Alpa Chino: What are you guys doing here? Cody: He
has hands!
Four Leaf Tayback: He killed Damien! Cody:
Bullshit!
Four Leaf Tayback: He blinded Jamie Lee Curtis! Cody: Almost!
Alpa Chino: What're you talking about? Damien stepped on
an old
landmine. Cody: Oh,
sweet. Thank God!
Tran:
Where is your farm... [points
his gun at Lazarus] Tran: ...AMERICAN? Kirk Lazarus:
My farm? Alpa Chino: Oh,
shit!
Kirk Lazarus: Here's my motherfuckin'
farm! [pulls out his
rifle and starts firing] Kirk Lazarus:Yeah!
Yeah! Chicka- chickaw, baby! Kwan-Lo! I'm a lead farmer, motherfucka!
[Portnoy
takes Tran and holds a gun to his head] Jeff Portnoy: Nobody
move or I
do the little big guy! Kirk Lazarus: That's
right, we
running this
program now, J.P. [to Tran] Jeff Portnoy:
Now show
me where the
drugs are. Kirk Lazarus:
What
the fuck? That
ain't the plan! [Portnoy runs away with
Tran in his arms] Jeff Portnoy: Don't
judge meeee! Kevin Sandusky: He's
got a
real serious problem.
[to
the Flaming Dragon
guards] Alpa
Chino: Get
down. Get down! Get down! Chow Yun-Fat,
get the
hell down! If I see one more
head pop up, it's gonna be bullet Whac-A-Mole.
[Cody
throws Tayback some ammunition] Four Leaf Tayback: What's
this? Cody: I
don't know what it's
called. I just know the sound it makes when it LIES!
[Lazarus
finds Speedman in one of the Flaming Dragon huts] Kirk Lazarus: Gotcha.
Roll
your shit up, man.
We goin' home. Tugg Speedman:
Home? But I'm
doing five shows a day for a standing-room-only crowd. Don't you get
it? I already am home. Kirk Lazarus: Uh..oh.
All
right, now, dude, you gotta get it. togeth.. [tries to grab hold of
Speedman] Tugg Speedman: My
son gave
this to me.
[Speedman hold up the twig man] Kirk Lazarus: That's
your
stick buddy? Tugg Speedman: His
name is
Twigman. Kirk Lazarus: Does
he wanna
come with us?
[to
the guards] Alpa
Chino: Maybe
y'all heard of me. Y'all heard of Alpa Chino? No? I love that pussy,
hell, yeah, hell, yeah. [Cody watches Alpa from
the
ammunition
hut] Cody:
They're
not your demo, dude. Alpa Chino: Come
on. Six
motherfuckin' VMA's, baby. Two BET Awards. Alpa Chino. Flaming Dragon Bodyguard:
Like
him in Carlito Way? Alpa Chino: Hey,
yo, you
know what? Speak English. I don't speak that stuff. What're you sayin'?
Huh? Flaming Dragon Bodyguard:
Devil
Advocate. Dog Day Afternoon. Cody:
Cruising. Sea of Love. Flaming Dragon Bodyguard:
Real
Al Pacino. Alpa Chino: Get
the fuck down.
That's a whole different dude altogether.
Four Leaf Tayback:
What're you doing? Cody: I'm
gonna give these boys
a Hanoi high-five. [Cody throws
a bomb in
to the middle of the Flaming Dragon compound; to Tayback] Cody: Shadow
me, Pinocchio!
[Portnoy
has found the Heroin room in the Flaming Dragon compound] Jeff Portnoy:
It
doesn't
matter what I do. I'll always be a screw-up. No one'll ever respect me. Kevin
Sandusky: That is not
true, you are not a screw-up! You make so many people laugh. Jeff Portnoy: They
only laugh
at my farts. Kevin Sandusky: Jeff,
we
really need to go now! Jeff Portnoy: This
is all I
deserve! [grabs two
fist full of
heroin powder, then
two guards burst in to
the room and Portnoy starts to fart making the guards
laugh] Jeff Portnoy: Laugh
at that, you
bastards!
Ha..ha..ha! Oh hilarious! Hilarious! [Portnoy shoves the
heroin in his
hands into the guards' faces and the guards drop to the
ground; to Sandusky] Jeff Portnoy: Let's
move! We
only have 16 hours
before they wake up!
[referring
to
Speedman who's gone crazy] Kirk
Lazarus: He's
on tilt status. Same thing happened to me when I played Neil
Armstrong in "Moonshot". They found me in an alley in Burbank tryin' to
re-enter the Earth's atmosphere in an old refrigerator box. Jeff Portnoy: What...what're
you
talking about? Kevin Sandusky: Come
on,
fellas, we really need to go. Kirk Lazarus:
Dag...gomit,
Blamtucky, I
ain't re-programming a VCR!
Kirk
Lazarus: You're gonna focus up now, motherfucker, and say
it.
"It's me, Tugg!" Tugg Speedman: It's
me, Tugg. Kirk Lazarus: That's
right!
Now, Tugg who? Tugg
Speedman: Tugg
who? I
don't know. Who are you? Kirk Lazarus: Me?
I know who I
am! I'm a dude playin' a dude disguised as another dude. Kevin Sandusky: What?
Kirk Lazarus:
You
a dude that don't know what dude he is! Tugg Speedman: Or
are you a
dude who has no
idea what dude he is and claims to know what dude he is... Jeff Portnoy: What
the
fuck are you guys talking about? Tugg Speedman: ...by
playing
other dudes? Kirk Lazarus: I
know what dude
I am!
Jeff
Portnoy: What's going on? Tugg Speedman: The
dudes are
emerging. Kirk Lazarus: He's
right, you
know. I am not Sergeant Lincoln Osiris... [rips off his wig to
reveal his blond hair] Alpa Chino: We
gotta roll out. Kirk Lazarus: ...Nor
am I Father
O'Malley...Or
Neil Armstrong. [he removes the beard
and the contact lenses to
reveal his blue
eyes and speaks in his natural Australian accent]
Kirk
Lazarus: I...I
think I might be nobody. Kevin Sandusky: Wow!
The
insecurity level with you guys is ridiculous!
Kevin
Sandusky: Tugg, Tugger, you're the last piece of the
puzzle,
buddy. We need you! Your men need you! Are you with us? [there's a pause before
Speedman replies] Tugg Speedman: I'm
a
rooster illusion. Kevin Sandusky: Fuck
it. We'll
deal with him later.
[rigging a
bridge with
explosives] Cody:
Oh, God! Just say no to this, you drug-making midget!
[Portnoy is holding
on to back of
a moving truck when he notices Tayback] Jeff Portnoy:
Four Leaf! [Tayback jumps onto the
truck holding on with his hands] Jeff Portnoy: You
grew hands?
[whilst
rigging
an explosive] Cody: Oh,
my God! I am
moving to
catering
after this!
[shouting
to Speedman] Alpa
Chino: We gotta get his cracker ass to the chopper! Are
you still crazy? We
gotta get Candisky to the chopper! Tugg Speedman: It's
Sandusky.
Kevin Sandusky. Kevin Sandusky: My
name. You
remembered my name.
Kirk
Lazarus: You're not doing tofu dinner theater
for these
motherfuckers. Let's roll! Jeff Portnoy:
Get over
here! Tugg Speedman: I
have a
son now. Little Half Squat. Kirk Lazarus: Who
in crikey
fuck is Half Squat? Tugg Speedman: He's
my
son. He's my boy! He needs me. I have to go back to him. [he embraces Lazarus]
Tugg
Speedman: You
tell the
world what happened here. Kirk Lazarus: What
happened
here? Tugg Speedman: I
don't
know, but you need to tell them.
Jeff
Portnoy: Where is he going? We're gonna fucking die! Four Leaf Tayback:
Laz, come
on! He joined the circus. Let's go! Kirk Lazarus:
You've got hands?
Four Leaf Tayback:
Yeah Kirk Lazarus:
Fuck! You've got
hands?
[Speedman
is running back on the bridge with Half Squat on his shoulders trying
to stab him with a knife] Tugg Speedman: I
was wrong! Blow the bridge! Blow the
fucking
bridge!
[after
the bridge explosion we see Speedman through the smoke with his arms
out, christ like then falling face down in the mud] Kirk Lazarus: Think
he's done. Cover me! [the others are yelling
at him
to come
back into the helicopter] Kevin Sandusky:
How do we cover
him?
[gets
to Speedman whose lying in the mud] Kirk Lazarus: You
all right, man? Tugg Speedman: I'm
cold.
I can't feel my legs. Kirk Lazarus: No,
no, they're
in a puddle, mate. See? There's a puddle right there.
Tugg
Speedman: Hey! I want you to know something. Kirk Lazarus: What? Tugg Speedman: I
know who you
are. You're my friend. You're my brother. But like a really cool
brother, you know? Like a brother where
there was no animosity or... Kirk Lazarus: Don't
look now,
you got some real tears going. Tugg Speedman: Really? Kirk Lazarus: That's
the stuff
that accolades are made of.
[Tran
and his guards are getting ready to shoot a grenade at the helicopter
when Peck appears through the jungle] Rick Peck: Tuggernuts!
I got
it! Tugger! Tugg Speedman: Rick! Kevin Sandusky: What
the fuck? Rick Peck: I
got the
TiVo! [holds the Tivo
up and starts
running towards the helicopter] Rick Peck: My
friend wants a TiVo, my
friend gets a TiVo!
[at
the Oscar Ceremony]
Kirk Lazarus: And the Oscar
goes to...Yes! Tugg Speedman. "Tropic Blunder: The True Story Behind
the Making of the Most Expensive Fake True War Story Ever."
[last
lines] Rob Slolom:
Eight Oscars, $400
million and you saved Tugg Speedman's career. Les Grossman:
Hmmmm...I
couldn't have done it without you, Slolom. Rob Slolom:
Really? Les Grossman:
No, dickhead, of
course I could. A nutless monkey could do your job. Rob Slolom:
Well, I... Les Grossman:
Now, go get drunk
and take credit
at all the parties. Rob Slolom:
I would never do
that to... Les Grossman:
Ah...joking. Rob Slolom:
Yeah? Les Grossman:
Yeah. Rob Slolom: Very...okay.
There
he is. There he is. Okay. Les Grossman:
Go have fun. Rob Slolom:
All right. Les Grossman:
Go have fun.
Rob Slolom: We're
having a...Fuck,
okay. Thank you, Les. Thank
you. You have a good night. Les Grossman:
But
seriously, a
nutless monkey could do your job. Rob Slolom:
Good. Thank you,
sir.