An evil as old as friendship.
The Day My Boyfriend Became... "a Bitch."
Lick it up.
The Hunters Have Become The Prey
The Hunters Have Become The Prey
What makes an attraction between two people? Like interests? Similar dislikes? Or is it something else.
Plot
Documentary look at Morty Fineman, a prolific maker of schlock independent films, who's down on his luck. Actors, directors, and writers, including Ron Howard and Karen Black, comment on his work, we see clips from some of his 427 titles, and we watch Morty try to get financing for a film about a serial killer. He hires his daughter, Paloma, as his business manager. His A.D., the long-suffering Ivan, stays by his side. Morty owes the bank $10 million from his one blockbuster failure. Can he find the financing, or is it time for Morty to retire. Meanwhile, Ivan hooks Morty up with a new film festival, in Chaparral, Nevada. Is this the ticket to renewal?
Keywords: b-movie, baldness, behind-the-scenes, biker-chick, buffalo, chauffeur, cowboy-hat, director, dwarf, eulogy
Morty Fineman. Artist. Visionary. Madman.
Paloma Fineman: I think that anyone that claims that they are totally happy with their family situation is not concentrating.
[first lines]::Ted Demme: I think Morty is a visionary.::Roger Corman: I think Morty was and is an artist.::Ron Howard: He's an innovator.::Karen Black: Very persistent. And you have to love him for that.::Peter Bogdanovich: Morty would try things, and then 2 years later someone would copy it and win an Oscar for it.::Fred Williamson: This is the only man that I've ever worked with that I feel I can't take.
Morty Fineman: [eulogy] For what does it gain a man to be given that divine candle, and not to dip his wick.
Morty Fineman: [concluding his corporate presentation] That, gentlemen, is why financing Fineman Films is fine financing.
Todd: We are prepared Mr. Fineman, today, to buy you're entire film library, for $8 a pound.
Fred Williamson: Get out of the water! It's filled with phosphors and you're swimming topless!
Morty Fineman: How long is the wait?::Maitre d': You may wait as long as you wish...
Interviewer: [quoting critics] An insipid, childish, even maniacal work. Someone please tell Mr. Fineman that The Whole Story of America does *not* have to be as long as the whole story of America.::Morty Fineman: Those who cannot do, review.
Morty Fineman: [to potential producer] I tell you Walter, I've been in this business 30 years and there's only one sure-fire way to make a small fortune - start with a large fortune.
Interviewer: Wow, you invented the sequel?::Morty Fineman: Well, I invented the roman numeral at the end of the title. You see God Father III, Friday the 13th part VII, that started with me.::Title Card: World War III II, a Fineman Production.
Plot
Abby McWilliams and her brother Loren are particularly normal teenagers. Their parents Mac and Mary Beth are killed in an accident. It's decided that Abby and Loren live in Glenby, Florida with their Aunt Fay and Uncle Charlie who own a gas station and an amusement park. Loren and Abby don't have much trouble making friends at their new high school. Loren starts dating Karen, the local sheriff's daughter while Abby starts dating Mark. Loren feels uncomfortable when he sees a blond-haired guy harassing Abby in the lunchroom. Mark tells Loren and Abby that the blond-haired guy is Eddie Dutra, a teenage drug addict who is the leader of a gang of redneck thugs. Loren helps Abby keep Dutra at a distance. Dutra's retaliations keep getting more vicious until Dutra forces a showdown at the amusement park by kidnapping Abby.
Keywords: actual-animal-killed, amusement-park, animal-abuse, animal-attack, athlete, attempted-rape, bare-chested-male, bare-chested-male-bondage, bathroom, blood
The kids learned three things about southern hospitality, blood, sweat and terror!
A new ticket to terror from the director of "Friday the 13th."
They are alone. On their own. Without parents. Without friends. Trying to make it in a new town. Facing a dangerous new enemy. A gang that will stop at nothing to add one new word to their lives. Terror.
They can't afford to lose.
Gideon: There's this movie playing out at the drive in. I've seen it about five times. It's called "Saturday Night Girls."
Mark: Thats Eddie Dutra, He's about as much fun as a rabid dog.
Eddie Dutra: You wanna fill 'er up, please?::Abby: Regular?::Eddie Dutra: Yes, please. You know there's a dance Saturday?::Abby: Yeah, I heard about that.::Eddie Dutra: Are you going?::Abby: Oh, I don't know yet.::Eddie Dutra: I'm going. Go with me.::Abby: Why?::Eddie Dutra: Well, because I'm asking you to. You will have a good time. You'll go right?::Abby: I don't know, we haven't really met.::Eddie Dutra: Look, I'm asking you nicely, are you gonna go with me?::Abby: I don't think so. That'll be four dollars.::Eddie Dutra: Don't give me no bullshit about four dollars, I'm talking about a dance here.::Abby: Will you just give me the money, please?::[Dutra pulls out a wad of cash and hands Abby a bill]::Abby: This is a hundred. I can't change that.::[Dutra takes the hundred back and hands her a smaller bill]::Abby: Thank you.::Eddie Dutra: [Squeezing change from Abby's hand] I'm Dutra. Do you know what that means?::[Gets back into van]::Eddie Dutra: You know, I come here and act decent to you and you turn me down, well I don't fucking believe that.::Abby: You're crazy.::Eddie Dutra: Crazy? You want crazy? Well, I'll show you crazy.
Eddie Dutra: What are you? Made out of mouth?
[after searching Dutra's closet and finding his cocaine stash]::Loren: My, my, Snow White.::[Stands Dutra up]::Loren: Where's your money?::Eddie Dutra: [With gag in mouth] Fuck you.::Loren: [Brings blade to Dutra's neck] WHERE'S YOUR FUCKING MONEY?
Redneck is a historically derogatory slang term used in reference to poor, uneducated white farmers, especially from the southern United States. It is similar in meaning to cracker (especially regarding Georgia and Florida), hillbilly (especially regarding Appalachia and the Ozarks), and white trash (but without the last term's suggestions of immorality).
In recent decades, the term has expanded its meaning to refer to bigoted, loutish reactionaries who are opposed to modern ways, and has often been used to attack Southern conservatives and racists. At the same time, some Southern whites have reclaimed the word, using it with pride and defiance as a self-identifier.
The term characterized farmers having a red neck caused by sunburn from hours working in the fields. A citation from 1893 provides a definition as "poorer inhabitants of the rural districts...men who work in the field, as a matter of course, generally have their skin stained red and burnt by the sun, and especially is this true of the back of their necks".
Jeffrey Marshall "Jeff" Foxworthy (born September 6, 1958) is an American comedian, television and radio personality and author. He is a member of the Blue Collar Comedy Tour, a comedy troupe which also comprises Larry the Cable Guy, Bill Engvall and Ron White. Known for his "you might be a redneck" one-liners, Foxworthy has released six major-label comedy albums. His first two albums were each certified 3×multi-Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America. Foxworthy has also written several books based on his redneck jokes, as well as an autobiography entitled No Shirt, No Shoes... No Problem!.
Foxworthy has also made several ventures into television, first in the mid-1990s as the star of a sitcom called, The Jeff Foxworthy Show. He has also appeared alongside Engvall and Larry the Cable Guy in several Blue Collar television specials, most notably Blue Collar TV. Since 2007, he has been the host of the quiz show Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader? on Fox (2007–2009) and syndication (2009–2011). Foxworthy hosted a nationally syndicated radio show called The Foxworthy Countdown from April 1999 to December 2009.
A police officer (also known as a policeman or policewoman, and constable in some forces, particularly in the United Kingdom and other Commonwealth nations) is a warranted employee of a police force. In the United States, "officer" is the formal name of the lowest police rank; in many other countries "officer" is a generic term not specifying a particular rank, and the lowest rank is often "constable". Police officers are generally charged with the apprehension of criminals and the prevention and detection of crime, and the maintenance of public order. Police officers may be sworn to an oath, and have the power to arrest people and detain them for a limited time, along with other duties and powers.
Some police officers may also be trained in special duties, such as counter-terrorism, surveillance, child protection, VIP protection, and investigation techniques into major crime, including fraud, rape, murder and drug trafficking.
Responsibilities of a police officer are varied, and may differ greatly from within one political context to another. Typical duties relate to keeping the peace, law enforcement, protection of people and property, and the investigation of crimes. Officers are expected to respond to a variety of situations that may arise while they are on duty. Rules and guidelines dictate how an officer should behave within the community, and in many contexts restrictions are placed on what the uniformed officer wears. In some countries, rules and procedures dictate that a police officer is obliged to intervene in a criminal incident, even if they are off-duty. Police officers in nearly all countries retain their lawful powers, while off duty.
Blake Tollison Shelton (born June 18, 1976) is an American country music artist. In 2001, he made his debut with the single "Austin". Released as the lead-off single from his self-titled debut album, "Austin" went on to spend five weeks at Number One on the Billboard Hot Country Songs charts. This song was the first single from his gold-certified debut album, which also produced two more Top 20 hits. Although the album was released on Giant Records Nashville, Shelton was transferred to Warner Bros. Records Nashville after Giant closed in late 2001.
His second and third albums, 2003's The Dreamer (his first for Warner Bros. proper) and 2004's Blake Shelton's Barn & Grill, were each certified gold as well. Shelton's fourth album, Pure BS, was issued in 2007, and re-issued in 2008 with a cover of Michael Bublé's pop hit "Home" as one of the bonus tracks. This cover was also that album's third single. A fifth album, Startin' Fires, was released in November 2008. It was followed by the extended plays Hillbilly Bone and All About Tonight in 2010, and the album Red River Blue in 2011. He is currently a vocal coach on the NBC reality talent show The Voice with Adam Levine, Christina Aguilera, and Cee Lo Green.
REDNECK
WRITER JOE SOUTH
Well hello, Boogie Palace I'm sittin' here alone Listening to the music Of electric saxophones Now, there ain't no sexy dresses And there ain't no beehive hair Just boys who look like girls Who look like boys, who look like Cher I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar I miss the fiddle And a steel guitar They're starin' at me Like a bug in a jar I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar I stopped in here to have a beer To ask some gal to dance But, I been waitin' patient now And I ain't had the chance 'Cause they ain't played any walzes Nothing like a Texas swing And with no belly rubbin' music How in the hell can I do my thing? I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar I miss the fiddle And a steel guitar They're starin' at me Like a bug in a jar I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar Well goodbye, Boogie Palace I'm a gettin' outta here Back to Country music And back to Lone Star beer Where the women look like women And they dress so you can tell And the men are good ol' boys Just drinkin' beer and raisin' hell I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar I miss the fiddle And a steel guitar They're starin' at me Like a bug in a jar I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar [Fade to End] I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar I miss the fiddle And a steel guitar They're starin' at me Like a bug in a jar I'm just a redneck In a Rock 'n' Roll bar
So goddamn easy to write this
You make it spill on the page
So drunk on your self, self-righteous
The laughing stock of your own fucking stage
But I ain't one to call names
Or throw stones in a house of glass
You try me
This is a motherfucking invitation
The only one you could ever need
This is a motherfucking invitation
You try me
Just one time, you got a reason
Heard you had nothing to lose
A blind preacher for the pin-eyed congregation
It must be easy to lose
But I ain't one to call names
Or throw stones in a house of glass
You try me
This is a motherfucking invitation
The only one you could ever need
This is a motherfucking invitation
You try me
You can tell the same lie a thousand times
But it never gets any more true
So close your eyes once more and once more believe
That they all still believe in you, just one time
This is a motherfucking invitation
The only one you could ever need
This is a motherfucking invitation
Just one time
This is a motherfucking invitation
You try me
Just one time, you try me
Just one time, you try me
You try me
It's opening night
Let's give them their money's worth
May this show run and run
Till it falls off the edge of the earth
Put on your make-up
Powder puff adder of mine
Dusk is upon us
Switch on that shining sign
I am a major prophet
I'm heaven and hell bent strong
I am the height of a sign
Wide of the mark
Deep as the amazon
I must impress on them
This opportunity
It'll be too late
By the time they put me on tv
I feel sharp
I feel blunt
A precision instrument
I really gleam
Watch me bite on a bullet
And spit out a limousine
I am a major prophet
I'm heaven and hell bent strong
I am the height of a sign
Wide of the mark
Deep as the amazon
Feel my wild sadness blowing down
Feel my wild sadness blowing
All the way down
I stand before you
In full possession of the facts
I make no use of effects
No use for clever counterbalancing acts
I've broken every bone of meaning
In this body and this soul
I've bought knowledge
At the cost of a complete loss of self-control
All the truth you can bear
Is yours to take away tonight
- the longer you leave it
- the more there's to leave
Like you, I once saw
Those pretty colours in black and white
- you've got to get it over with
- stop being naive
Strangers to truth and to fiction
You will remain
- if I meet you at the fountainhead
- I'll win you downstream
Walk away if you like
You've only yourself to blame
- I'm not talking eyewash
- I'm talking strychnine
I am a major prophet
I'm heaven and hell bent strong
I am the height of a sign
Wide of the mark
Deep as the amazon
And I simply may be evil
Lest old acquaintance be forgot
I lost your number in the rush
Our friendship suffered with my success
The wind it blew me on
Now I've been sacrified to entertain
I went down smiling, it felt like pain
The wind it blew me on
The wind it blew me on
I'm just ice-cream
It's all rama rama
I'm just space dust
It's all rama rama
I'm just ice-cream
It's all rama rama
Thought I was high class
It's all rama rama
So self-important to this scheme
My tragic suffering
No more than a dream
I've got friends in higher places
Don't you recognize my faces
Millions want my auto-photograph
Critics want to write my epitath
I've got personal numberplates
I've got more money than Bill Gates
Run it, run it, run it back up to me
Life my life on TV
Run it, run it, run it back up to me
I'm what you want to
If I can't top this industry
My birthright feeling incomplete
I won't get sucked into this greed
Cos I sing love is all you need