Stop the movie? What are you, crazy?
All these assholes on the internet are calling us names because of this stupid **** movie.
That's what the internet is for. Slandering others anonymously. Stopping the flick isn't gonna stop that.
This isn't fair. We came to Hollywood, I fell in love. ****in', we got shot at, we stole a monkey, and I got punched in the mother**** nuts by a guy named ****-Knocker.
You know what? I feel for you boys, I really do, but Miramax - you know, Miramax Films - paid me a shitload of money for Bluntman and Chronic. So it occurs to me that people badmouthing you on some website, is NONE OF MY **** CONCERN!
Oh, but I think it is... We had a deal with you, on the comics remember, for likeness rights, and as we're not only the artistic basis, but also obviously the character basis, for your intellectual property, Bluntman and Chronic. When said property was optioned by Miramax Films, you were legally obliged to secure our permission to transfer the concept to another medium. As you failed to do that, Banky, you are in breach of the original contract, ergo you find yourself in a very actionable position.
Tricia Jones [on "Bluntman and Chronic: The Movie"]
Well! That was just another paean to male adolescence and its refusal to grow up.
Alyssa Jones Yeah, sis. But it was better than "Mallrats". At least Holden had the good sense to leave his name off of it.
Tricia Jones Why didn't Miramax option his other comic instead. You know, the one about you and him and your "relationship"?
Alyssa Jones Oh, "Chasing Amy"? That would never work as a movie.
Do they say who's ****in' playing us in the movie?
No, but it's Miramax. So I'm sure it'll be Ben Affleck and Matt Damon. They put those guys in a bunch of movies.
You know, those kids from Good Will Hunting?
You mean that ****in' movie with Mork from Ork in it?
Yeah, I wasn't a big fan either... but Affleck was the bomb in "Phantoms".
Word, bitch, Phantoms like a mall****er.
[Justice is almost repulsed when Jay makes a quick save]
Oh, Hi, I'm Jay and this is my hetero-life-mate, Silent Bob.
Justice, that's a nice name...
[aside]
Jay and Justice sitting in a tree, F-U-C-K-I-N-G...
Put the monkey down, and your hands up. Let's go, misters. Do you want to get shot? I didn't think so.
Look, man. She doesn't want to go back to the lab. And for the record, I ain't gay.
And for the record, while we're one the subject, I knew that wasn't a real little boy.
And for one more record, he loves the ****.
Oh my god, he just called Sissy 'Juggs'.
Chrissy I'm on it.
[pulls out knife]
What's with the knife, we havin' cake or something?
Chrissy Great, he's **** to boot.
[to Silent Bob]
Dude, she called you ****.
[several security guards, led by Gordon, have suddenly rushed onto the set of Good Will Hunting 2: Hunting Season]
Sorry to interrupt sirs, but we've got a 10-07 on our hands.
[exasperated]
Oh Jesus, again Ben?
[cocky]
No, bullshit, because I wasn't WITH a hooker today, ha-HA!
Affleck, you the bomb in "Phantoms", yo!
Echo Base, I've got a 10-07: two unauthorized on the lot, requesting backup.
EB Echo Base
[over Gordon's walkie talkie]
I thought that was a 10-82.
No sir, a 10-82 is disappearing a dead hooker from Ben Affleck's trailer.
EB Echo Base
[slightly amused]
Oh, that Affleck! Backup on the way...
DJ Devil Jay
[appears out of nowhere]
Mua-ha-ha-ha! Man, what the **** are you waiting for? She went for the set up. Reach in your pants and pull your **** out, bitch! Girls like that kinda shit.
DJ Devil Jay 2
[appears out of nowhere]
Mua-ha-ha-ha! Right about here is where the angel's supposed to show up and tell you NOT to pull your dick out, but we bitch-slapped that mother****er and send him packing, so it's smooth sailing. Let it rip boy...
AJ Angel Jay
[Both devils disappear] [with a black eye, appears out of nowhere and singing]
Jesus loves the little children...
AJ Angel Jay
[Stops singing]
Oh sorry I'm late. So what's the deal here?
AJ Angel Jay
[looks down at Jay's erection]
Oh shit! Don't tell me your thinking of whipping your dick at that fine piece of woman, are you?
AJ Angel Jay
[Jay nods. Angel slaps Jay with his harp]
Tell you what... Look over at Silent Bob and see if he thinks that a good idea to whip your dick out.
AJ Angel Jay
[Jay looks at Silent Bob with a questioning look. Silent Bob shakes his head]
That's it boy, put the dick down. You gotta go from the heart, yo. No little perv-bullshit's gonna work for this one. Be smooth. Be Don Juan de la Nooch. Now I gotta beat the shit out of those punch-sucker little bitches. Remember: Don't pull your dick out 'till she ask, or until she's sleeping. BOOOONG...
[disappears]
H1 Hooker #1
Hey, little man! You want some of this?
H2 Hooker #2
How 'bout you, big boy?
H1 Hooker #1
You got 50 bucks, we can get NASTY.
H1 Hooker #1
As nasty as you want to be, papi.
Oh, all right. Well, first, I want you to tongue my bung, while you juggle my balls in one hand, and play with my asshole with the other, but don't stick you're finger in. Then I want to pinky you while I stick in your ****in' friend's brown, while Silent Bob watches, and ****in' spanks it in a Dixie cup. After that, I want to smell your titties for a while, and you can pull my nutsack up over my dick so it looks like a bullfrog. Then I want you to ****in' flick my nuts while your friend spanks me off in the same Dixie cup that Silent Bob jizzed in. Then, we throw the Dixie cup out.
H1 Hooker #1
[brief silence]
Oh, that's it, honey! I quit! This job just passed the point of no return!
[both hookers leave]
What? You said "nasty"!
[to Silent Bob]
Man, chicks in Hollywood are so stuck-up.
Teen #1 Jay says you guys had a Star Wars themed wedding, and you tied the knot dressed as Storm Troopers.
T2 Teen #2
Yeah, and he says you're the bitch and you're the butch.
Well, if we were gay, that's certainly the way I'd see it.
Teen #1 [to Teen #2]
Holy shit, dude. The honeymoon's over.
[singing]
****, ****, ****,
Mother, mother ****,
Mother, mother ****, ****
Mother ****, mother ****,
Noich noich noich,
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4,
Noich, noich noich
Smokin' weed, smokin' wizz,
Doin' coke, drinkin' beers,
Drinkin' beers, beers, beers,
Rollin' fattys, smokin' blunts,
Who smokes the blunts?
We smoke the blunts.
Rollin' blunts and smokin'...
T2 Teen #2
Uh, let me get a nickel bag.
[singing]
Fifteen bucks, little man,
Put that shit in my hand,
If that money doesn't show,
Then you owe me, owe me, owe,
My jungle love, yeah,
Owe-ee, owe-ee, owe,
I think I want to know ya, know ya,
Yeah, what?
Teen #1 What the hell are you singing?
You don't know "Jungle Love?" That shit is the mad notes. Written by God herself and sent down to the greatest band in the world: The mother-**** Time.
T2 Teen #2
You mean the guys in that Prince movie?
Teen #1 [Silent Bob points to the two teens]
Yeah, Purple Rain.
T2 Teen #2
Man, that shit was so gay - **** eighties style.
What's twistin' this bitches tit?
Maybe it's because girls don't like to be called bitches, Jay.
They don't? How 'bout fine piece of ass?
Then what the **** am I supposed to call you?
Something sweet, ya big goof. Something nice.
It's a Miramax flick. We gotta bust up some people who were calling us names on the internet, even thought they're not really talking about us but characters based on us, and at the same time find my ex-girlfriend-who-was-killed-by-a-car-explosion's monkey.
Pumpkin Escobar Man... I don't know what the **** you just said, Little Kid, but you're special man, you reached out, and you touch a brother's heart.
[after tossing Brent out of the van]
Now who's stupid, you dirty sheep ****er?
I would *never* **** a sheep!
[sees a sheep in a nearby field]
Hey there. How you doing?
[reaches for a condom]
I *love* animals.
[goes for the sheep]
Bobby Boy, stay here while mommy picks up the free cheese, kay? Here, this will keep the sun out of your eyes.
[puts a baseball cap on his head backwards]
You be good, now.
[walks in store, then Jay and his Mom arrive]
Alright, don't you ****in' move you little shit machine. Your Momma's going to try to score.
P Passerby
What the hell? 'Scuse me. Who's watchin these babies?
Uh - the fat one's watchin the little one?
P Passerby
Oh yeah, nice parenting. Leave 'em out here like that and see what happens.
YO, **** YOU, YOU **** SQUARE! Can you believe that **** guy telling me how to **** raise you? Mother****er, man. Who's he **** think he is, doing that outside the **** store, right? ****!
[Willenholly and the Utah police confront Jay and Silent Bob]
Are you **** crazy? Now they may be gay, but that's not their son. That's the ape.
I think I would recognize an ape if I saw one, okay? And the only thing I do recognize right now is the political fiasco I'm about to avoid here by letting this butt-**** Brady Bunch go.
So, you think I could get a little kiss for good luck?
[Justice kisses him passionately]
Think I could get a little blow job for good luck?
[Silent Bob tries to get a good luck of his own]
Get off my Kool-Aid mother****a!
If I go to prison will you wait for me?
Hmm, I don't know. Will you **** me when you get out?
[Justice kisses him passionately]
Don't change the subject. Will you **** me when you get out?
Snoogans.
[Goes back to kissing Jay]
Uh, Chaka? Hi, I'm Banky Edwards, the creator of "Bluntman and Chronic." We met a few weeks back, I'm the executive producer.
C Chaka
Oh, you're the executive producer. Well, why don't you executive produce me a latte - De-Crackinate it. Okay, ****y?
Just take it from "It's a good course."
Oh, now you're the director.
Hey shove it, Bounce-boy. Let's remember who talked who into doing this shit in the first place. Talking me into Dogma was one thing, but this...
Hey look, I'm sorry I dragged you away from whatever-gay-serial-killers-who-ride-horses-and-like-to-play-golf-touchy-feely-picture you're supposed to be doing this week.
I take it you haven't seen Forces of Nature?
You're like a child. What've I been telling you? You gotta do the safe picture. Then you can do the art picture. But then sometimes you gotta do the payback picture because your friend says you owe him.
[They both take a beat and look at the camera]
And sometimes, you have to go back to the well.
And sometimes, you do Reindeer Games.
Well, you're rich, you're in love
[to Jay]
Well, *you're* in love. And you've both got your own monkey. What more could two guys from New Jersey want?
Well, to have all these ****s stop talking shit about us on the Internet.
What've I been telling you? There's nothing you can do about it. Well, aside from showing up at all their houses and beating the shit out of them.
Shannen Doherty **** Miramax! Cut!
Wes Craven Shannen, I usually say cut.
Shannen Doherty A monkey? Wes? Jesus, you're not even trying anymore are you?
Wes Craven The Market research says that people love monkeys.
[Jay and Silent Bob run in and grab the monkey]
WE LOVE THIS MONKEY!
[to a crew member]
Do something!
Wes Craven See?
So all we's gotta do is stop this ****in' movie from getting made!
Yeah, and forego the hundreds of thousands of dollars you would be entitled to in the process. What are you, **** ****? I mean, I don't think I'm alone in the world in imagining this flick may be the worst idea since Greedo shooting first. You know it, but... a Jay and Silent Bob movie? Feature length? Who'd pay to see that?
[Holden, Jay, and Bob look into the camera]
Hitchhiker [explaining why he gives head for rides]
Have you seen the price of bus tickets lately. There's no way I'm gonna cough up 200 bucks just to get to Chicago.
**** that, I don't wanna cough up some dude's sperm.
Hitchhiker Don't be so suburban. It's the new millennium. Gay, straight... it's all the same now. There are no more lines.
Well there's a line, and on this side of it, we ain't gay.
Steve-Dave Pulasti [at Brodie's Secret Stash]
Boy, Walt. This store sure does suck ass, doesn't it?
Walt "Fanboy" Grover Tell him, Steve-Dave.
Steve-Dave Pulasti Holy Shit. Un-ban us. This guy'll suck your dick.
Walt "Fanboy" Grover [Steve-Dave is forcing him onto his knees]
NO!
[believing Jay and Silent Bob to be their stunt doubles]
You're doubling me, obviously. I play Bluntman, aka Silent Bill.
Right. And he's playing Chronic, aka Ray.
Jay. ****, Biggs, did you even READ the script?
There's a script for this movie?
You wouldn't last A DAY on the Creek. A day.
**** you and your Dawson's Crap! Go to hell, Pacey! Go to hell!
At least call me by the right **** character.
If today is Tuesday and the movie starts filming on Friday, we have...
[counting his fingers, holds up ten]
...eight days.
Uh, three by my count, but close.
Right. My bad. Three days to stop that **** movie from getting made. Come on, Silent Bob. We're going to Hollywood!
Clark [during filming for Good Will Hunting 2]
You're just no longer any good, Will Hunting. Now how do *you* like *them apples*?
[in huddle with Damon]
I don't like the sound of them apples, Will. What are we gonna do?
Chucky, it's hunting season.
[Will pulls out his shotgun and blows the guy away]
Applesauce. Bitch.
[while trying to get comfortable at an unfamiliar gas station]
Just isn't the same, is it? This place licks balls compared to the Quick Stop. Speakin' of lickin' balls, man, how 'bout that Justice chick? She is TOO fine! And she smells SO ****in' pretty. She has a nice voice too. And that body? ****in' smokin'! You know, she didn't tell me to **** off once when I was talkin' to her. Or pull out the ****in' pepper spray or anything. You know, Lunchbox? She could be the one.
[Justice and the girls are inside the convenience store]
Smooth move, Justice.
Chrissy Nice going, four eyes.
[slaps Justice in the head]
Ow!
Why the **** did you let that little stoner throw Brent out of the van?
Oh, please. If I had to listen to one more of those stupid songs, I was gonna throw him out myself.
We needed Brent, Justice. He was our patsy, remember?
We'll just find someone else. Besides, I didn't see you try to stop Jay from throwing him out.
Yeah, I didn't wanna blow our cover.
Cover, schmover. You all hated his songs too.
Chrissy Not as much as I hate you.
We have a very simple gang here, Justice. I'm the brains, Chrissy's the brawn and Missy's the tech girl. But lately, I'm having a little trouble figuring out what you're doing here.
Chrissy Shit, your name doesn't even fit the rhyme scheme.
Since you let our patsy slip away, you've gotta convince the little kid and the fat guy to take his place. They've gotta break into Provasik now.
Uh-huh. You'll do it or you're out of the gang, Justice. Just use the little one's crush on you to convince him, since he's SO **** in love with you.
What am I, blind? He wasn't kissing your hand in the back of the van like he was **** Lord Byron?
Well, maybe he just has manners.
[cut to Jay outside, hollaring at a woman walking past him]
Yo, baby, ever have your asshole licked by a fat man in an overcoat? [he turns to Silent Bob, who stares at him in shock] Yeeaah...!
We've got about two hours before we get to Boulder. That'll give you plenty of time to work on him.
Because he's just so innocent! Look at him.
[Jay rubs the store window with his knee]
Who's it gonna be, Jussie? Him or us?