What are you looking at?
I'm looking at you.
You're staring.
You know what I'm staring at? I'm staring at the foxiest bitch in the whole world.
What are you looking at?
I'm looking at you.
You're staring.
You know what I'm staring at? I'm staring at the foxiest bitch in the whole world.
Look, man, all we need is the tapes, alright?
No. You don't get the tapes until you've paid.
In our situation, that doesn't make any **** sense.
Look, we cannot pay for the tapes unless we take the tapes to the record company and get paid.
Hello? Exactly.
That's not an MP, that's a YP, your problem. Come up with the money, or forget it.
Okay, now you're talking above my head. I don't know all of this industry jargon, YP, MP, whatever. All I know is that I can't get a record contract, we cannot get a record contract unless we take those tapes to the record company. And granted, the tapes themselves are a uh um oh, you own them, all right, but the magic that is on those tapes. That **** heart and soul that we put onto those tapes, that is ours and you don't own that. Now I need to take that magic and get it over the record company. And they're waiting for us, we were supposed to be there a half hour ago. We look like assholes, man.
Let me explain to him in simple arithmetic. One, two three! Because you don't ****in' get it, Burt! You give us the tapes, we get the record contract, we come back and give you your ****in' money. Have you heard the tapes? Have you even heard them? We're guaranteed a record deal. Our stuff is that good!
Now I get it. Now I understand. You want it to happen...but it's not going to happen. Because it's a Catch-22.
What the **** does that mean? What is a Catch-22, Burt?
Catch-22, gentlemen. Think about it.
You know what I'm thinking about, man? I'm thinking about kicking some ****in' ass!
Jack, I was thinking about my name, y'know?
Yeah?
I was wondering if you had any ideas.
I've got a few, but you tell me.
Well, my idea was, y'know, I want a name, I want it so it can cut glass, y'know, razor sharp.
Tell me.
When I close my eyes, I see this thing. A sign. I see this name in bright blue neon lights with a purple outline. And this name is so bright and so sharp that the sign...it just blows up because the name is so powerful. It says, "Dirk Diggler." What do you think?
I think...that's a great name.
This is the future. Videotape tells the truth.
Wait a minute. You come into my house, my party, to tell me about the future? That the future is tape, videotape, and not film? That it's amateurs and not professionals? I'm a filmmaker, which is why I will never make a movie on tape. I'll tell you something else. I will never, ever loan out any of the actors that I have under contract.
Wait, Jack, I'm not a complicated man. I like cinema. In particular, I like to see people **** on film. But I don't want to win an Oscar, and I don't want to reinvent the wheel. I like simple pleasures...like butter in my ass, lollipops in my mouth. That's just me. That's just something that I enjoy. Call me crazy, call me a pervert, but there's one little thing I want to do in this life, and that is to make a dollar and a cent in this business. I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm trying to help you stay one step ahead of the game.
But you gotta get the people in the theater. You know, you need the big dicks, the big tits...
Uh oh, here we go.
How do you keep them in the theater after they've come? The beauty and the acting. No, I understand you've got to get 'em in the theater. You know, you've got to get the seats full. But I don't want to make a film where they show up, they sit down, they jack off, and they get up and they get out before the story ends. It is my dream, it is my goal, it is my idea to make a film where the story just sucks them in. And when they spurt out that joy juice, they've got to just sit in it. They can't move until they find out how the story ends. You know, I want to make a film like that. And I understand, they have to make films...I've made them myself, you know where there's a few laughs, everyone ****s their brains out. And that's fine. But it's my dream to make a film that is true and right and dramatic.
The Colonel here puts up all the money for our films. It's an important part of the process.
Great.
I'm looking forward to seeing you in action. Jack says you've got a great big ****.
Well, I don't know, I guess so.
May I see it?
Really?
Please! [stares as Eddie lowers his shorts]
Thank you, Eddie.
No problem.
[the Colonel continues to stare as Eddie walks away]
This is TWICE in two days that a chick has OD'd on me!
Well, do you think this means that maybe ya oughta think about getting some new shit? Whaddya think?
Yes, sir.
I miss my two sons, you know. I miss my little Andrew... and I miss my Dirk. I always felt like Dirk was my baby. My new baby. Don't you miss Dirk?
Yeah.
He's so **** talented, the bastard. You know, I just...I love him, Rollergirl. I really love the stupid jerk. [laughs]
I love you, Mom. I want you to be my mom, Amber. Are you my mom? I'll just...I'll ask you if you're my mom, and you say yes, okay? Are you my mom?
Yes, honey. Yes, yes. [They embrace, both crying]
Alright, you didn't know how old she was, and you just brought her back to your place, that's all. You didn't do anything.
No.
You didn't do anything, right?
No! You know me, Jack.
Alright.
It's just...they found something else at the house.
What?
Well, it's just...it's my **** weakness, Jack. They're so cute. They're so small. They're so adorable.
Ah, Jesus...
I don't touch them, Jack! I don't touch them in any way! Now you think I'm an asshole. Now, I love you, Jack, you know that. Now, there's just one thing I wanna know. Are you gonna be my friend? Are you my friend, Jack?
Alright. [puts the phone down and gets up to leave]
I could die of starvation before I get something in my mouth.
You still hungry?
Starving.
Why don't you feast on that?
Let's go get some of that Saturday night beaver.
"I've been around this block twice now looking for something - a clue. Been looking for clues and something led me back here, yeah, so here I am. Could've been me who was at Ringo's place when the shit went down. Hey, I know how it is, I've been there. We've all done bad things. We've all had those guilty feelings in our hearts. You wanna take your brain out of your head and wash it and scrub it and make it clean. Well, no, but I'm gonna help you settle this. First we're gonna check for holes and see what we can find. Then, we're gonna get nice and wet, so you're gonna spread your legs. Oh, that's good, so you know me, you know my reputation. Thirteen inches is a tough load, I don't treat you gently. That's right. I'm Brock Landers. So I'm gonna be nice, and I'm gonna ask you one more time: where the **** is Ringo?" I'm a star. I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star. I am a big, bright shining star. Yeah, that's right.
I got a feeling that behind those jeans is something wonderful just waiting to get out.
You don't know what I can do! You don't know what I can do, what I'm gonna do, or what I'm gonna be! You don't know I'm good! I have good things that you don't know about! I'm gonna be something! I am! And don't **** tell me I'm not!
Want to hear a poem I wrote? "I love you, you love me. Going down the sugar tree. We'll go down the sugar tree, and see lots of bees. Playing. Playing. But the bees won't sting, because you love me." That's it.