How High (2001)
Bart: Peace is meant to explain a state of tranquility. Ok? So why don't you try finding a way to say goodbye, now that you're among civilized people.
Silas: Well, Mr. Civilized, peace can also be used interjectionally, as a request, greeting or farewell. So, try to find another way to be an asshole, if you don't know your, grammar, that is. Peace.
Silas: This class is fucking boring I'm out of here.
Dean Carl Cain: Uh, excuse me did I hear you say something?
Silas: With all do respect sir, suck my dick.
Jeffery: No sir, I'm not saying anything. It's... it's these guys.
Silas: You're an asshole.
Dean Carl Cain: Did you just call me an asshole?
Jamal: No I said idiot.
Dean Carl Cain: An idiot.
Jeffery: No sir, no sir, I...
Dean Carl Cain: What did you say?
Jeffery: I said that this school has nice halls.
Dean Carl Cain: This is not funny.
Silas: You couldn't teach your way out of kindergarten class, dean.
Dean Carl Cain: I think we had enough interruptions for today. I think you should leave.
[gets ready to walk out of the class]
Silas: This would have never happened if I were black.
Jamal: I'm a ghost ghost ghost ghost ghost ghost ghost.
Baby Powder: And i'm gonna tell you something, this pimpin' that I got in my blood, it came from a family tree. My granddaddy was a pimp. My great-great-great-granddaddy was a pimp. I'm talking 'bout pimpin' since been pimpin' since been pimpin'!
[after Harvard is described to them]
Silas: Shit, I'll fucks witcha!
Jamal: Shit, I'll fucks witcha, too!
Huntley: And that's a good thing?
Jamal: Yes. That's a "yes"!
Huntley: Then we'll 'fox' with each other.
Bart: I'm the captian of the crew team, Jermaine.
Jamal: The name's JAMAL, and I'll FUCK yo' crew up! Who are dey?
Silas: [to Lauren] I loves Ben Franklin girl, and I can listen to you talk about his stinkin' ass all day long.
Tuan: Hey, I am down with you! You east coast, I FAR east coast!
Baby Powder: We gotta get out there and find my bitches!
Baby Wipe: Powder, can't we just call them employees?
Amir: I remain here solely for the purpose of hooking up with Harvard women. Short ones, tall ones, skinny ones, chunky ones...
Jamal: Man, I love me a fat chick, man. More cushin' for the pushin'!
Silas: So, you trying to get something to bring your nerves down too, huh?
Jamal: Yeah. I figure if I study high, take the test high, get high scores! Right?
Jamal and Silas: Right...
Ivory - Ghost: I'm taking you off my buddy list bitch! I hope you get a virus! You and your computer!
Baby Powder: Now here I've got a twenty dollar money order...
Hella Back: Twenty Dollars!
End Table Ass: Money Order!
Baby Powder: ...that you two bitches can split!
Dean Carl Cain: Yo yo yo baby, this is boring as hell! Yo DJ! Hit me!
Field of Dreams Guy: Damn, I'm hungrier than four dudes!
PCC Agent: And I'm hungrier than five!
Field of Dreams Guy: Well who are you, jack, and what you doin' in my house?
PCC Agent: I'm the spokesperson for Pork-Chops-O-Chunky. Whether you're black or a honkey, you'll love Pork-Chops-O-Chunky!
Field of Dreams Guy: Damn, that's Funky!
Silas: Those look like they're still in high school, yo.
Jamal: If there's grass on the infield, play ball!
Bart: [Jamal is rowing pathetically] What are you doing, Hip-hop hooray? Paddle! Paddle like a man, get jiggy with it or something!
Mamma King: [Mamma King appears in the sky] Jamal! What is ya ass doin' in a boat. Oh I see, you've been smoking too much ganja huh.
Spectator: [noticing her] It's so huge!
Mamma King: Well, I guess you might have to just come back home and live with me!
Jamal: OH HELL NO!
Mamma King: Did you curse at me!
Jamal: [Jamal starts paddling as hard as he can]
Jamal: Row motherfucker ROW!
Bart: I know what you're trying to do Silas, you're trying to frick her!
Internet Date: It looks like somebody took a dump in the middle of your face!
Jamal: You see, the system is geared to put most of the wealth into the hands of a few.
Jamal: Fo shou!
Jeffery: Fo shou...
Silas: Oh you don't know shit, I'ma learn you though, I'ma learn you.
Silas: Midgets... dwarves... motherfucking unicorns... they don't want to see the black man make it.