Knee deep in the dead
Plot
When he wakes up, Sol's only concern is getting out for a cup of coffee and cigarettes without waking up his girlfriend Jen. But after joining his roommates on a spree of armed robbery, shoot outs and kidnapping, his life is starting to be a lot more rewarding. That is until Jen gives him an ultimatum- Life with her or life with crime. Now, Sol must question his actions, and the life he has chosen, and he starts to look for a way out. But when he's offered a higher position in the organization, will he be strong enough to walk away?
Keywords: urban
Long Day. Short Fuse.
[first lines]::Sol: Good morning.::Cashier: Yeah?::Sol: Yeah, I'll have one of those coffees and a pack of Big Max.
Sol: [seeing playground kid in back seat] Is this her kid?::Judah: It *was* her kid. You know the rules, you snooze, you loose.::Sol: You can't just take someone's kid, that's kidnapping!::Judah: Look, I like to think of it as parent-napping.
Judah: Confusion's the sign of a changing mind being cleared. And nothing changes as fast as learning from our mistakes.::Sol: Well then, you must be always changing, huh?::Judah: Everything in the universe is changing, Sol. Only motion is constant. Now the only thing to keep in mind is, which part of change keeps the questioning constant.
Jinx: You know what you're like, Judah? You're like a mental cramp in my marathon of thought.
Jinx: I thought you don't believe in spirits, Judah.::Judah: I do when they come bottled, Jinx.::Sol: What, like one with a Genie inside?::Judah: No, more like a worm.
[last lines]::Justice: Relax. Think about your new position. Exciting, isn't it? Just like good fellas. You're movin' up, bro.
Plot
Mike has the girl, the time and the place. The problem is he doesn't have the ring. Before Mike has an opportunity to propose his engagement ring is stolen. Mike is desperate to recover it. He and his friends have one hour to get the ring back and make the date with his "beloved" Emma before all is lost. It is not long before it is revealed that Mike and his friends are not all that they seem. You move you die is a dark comedy filmed with a real time story. Get ready for a film with a unique dose of reality
Keywords: auckland-new-zealand, dark-comedy, death, engagement, fight, gangster, heist, high-octane, hold-up, laundromat
A new breed of gangster.
Rob: What the hell is a cockjam, anyway?::Mike: I dunno, I just made it up then.::Rob: Clearly.
Mike: Let's go negotiate::Rob: Can we do it with a bat?
Mike: You shot her?::Rob: Yeah.::Mike: You don't think that's a bit excessive?::Rob: No, not really.
Mike: [Rob has just killed their informant] What the fuck are you doing?::Rob: Negotiating.::Mike: What the fuck kind of negotation is that?::Rob: It was effective wasn't it?::Mike: Bullshit! You just shot him. That's not effective negotiation, that's just shootin' a guy.::Rob: Well it worked didn't it?
Mike: Ah dude, you shot a hot chick, you can't shoot a hot chick it ruins the ratio!::Rob: What ratio?::Mike: The fuckin hot chick to normal chick ratio! Look there's 10 hot chicks in a city right, and 500,000 normal bitches. It's a 1 to 50,000 ratio, not anymore, you fucked it!::Rob: You swear a lot.::Mike: Fuck you!::Rob: See!::Mike: Yeah, and you shoot people a lot you nut, I'll take the fuckin swearing. Now what the fuck are we gunna do?
Rob: It is a dry cleaners mate.::Mike: I know that dick wad but you shot the guy! He's fuckin currently in the spa, and some would call him dead! you shot him remember? He's not dry cleaning anymore! I dunno how to do it, what the fuck is dry cleaning anyway? How the fuck do you clean something without makin it wet?::Rob: It's some sort of chemical deal where they...::Mike: Ah shut the fuck up! Just get the bodies.
Mike: Smoking's the new non-smoking.
Plot
Between 11:50 and 12:00 noon, a crime is commited. In the same ten minute period, we follow the lives of the ten people, all connected to this crime. As we see each person's point of view, we are propelled closer and closer to the truth of what exactly happened...and why.
Keywords: alarm-clock, apostrophe-in-title, blood, corporate-take-over, double-cross, female-assassin, female-nudity, gangster, gay-couple, gay-kiss
In ten minutes, everything can change. For these ten people, it will.
Time is the trigger.
Plot
A crowd of guys in their 20's spend most of their time hanging out. It's Christmas time in the early 1990's and the guys all begin to think it's about time they went about their lives without the comfort of the diner.
Keywords: 1990s, christmas, independent-film
Plot
A murderer is driven slowly insane by a sequence of coincidences and suggestive events which will not allow him to escape his own sense of guilt for his crime.
Keywords: based-on-play, hypnotism, murder
Nickel ( /ˈnɪkəl/ NI-kəl) is a chemical element with the chemical symbol Ni and atomic number 28. It is a silvery-white lustrous metal with a slight golden tinge. Nickel belongs to the transition metals and is hard and ductile. Pure nickel shows a significant chemical activity that can be observed when nickel is powdered to maximize the exposed surface area on which reactions can occur, but larger pieces of the metal are slow to react with air at ambient conditions due to the formation of a protective oxide surface. Even then, nickel is reactive enough with oxygen so that native nickel is rarely found on Earth's surface, being mostly confined to the interiors of larger nickel–iron meteorites that were protected from oxidation during their time in space. On Earth, such native nickel is always found in combination with iron, a reflection of those elements' origin as major end products of supernova nucleosynthesis. An iron–nickel mixture is thought to compose Earth's inner core.
The use of nickel (as a natural meteoric nickel–iron alloy) has been traced as far back as 3500 BC. Nickel was first isolated and classified as a chemical element in 1751 by Axel Fredrik Cronstedt, who initially mistook its ore for a copper mineral. The element name comes from a mischievous sprite of German miner's mythology, Nickel (similar to Old Nick), that personified the fact that copper-nickel ores resisted refinement into copper. Nickel's most important modern ore minerals are laterites, including limonite, garnierite, and pentlandite. Major production sites include Sudbury region in Canada (which is thought to be of meteoric origin), New Caledonia in the Pacific and Norilsk in Russia.
Sara Ullrika Watkins (born June 8, 1981) is an American singer-songwriter and fiddler. Watkins debuted in 1989 as the fiddler of the progressive bluegrass group Nickel Creek, which consisted of herself, her elder brother Sean, and mandolinist Chris Thile. As a band, they are notable for three wide-released albums: Nickel Creek, This Side, and Why Should the Fire Die?. Aside from singing and fiddling, Watkins also plays the ukulele and the guitar, and also played percussion while touring with The Decemberists.
With Nickel Creek, Watkins released five studio albums, one compilation album and seven singles. Nickel Creek is on hiatus to branch off into new projects, and Watkins is pursuing a solo career, releasing her debut Sara Watkins on Nonesuch Records on April 7, 2009.
In late 2005, Watkins stated in a PopMatters interview when discussing her first solo-written recorded song, "Anthony", that she "definitely [makes] the effort [to write more], but it's something that doesn't come too easy for me. Nor does it come really easy for the guys, I think they've just been doing it for a very long time."
Sean Charles Watkins (born February 18, 1977) is a guitarist, vocalist, and songwriter. He is a member of the contemporary folk band Nickel Creek, the duo Fiction Family and the supergroup Works Progress Administration.
Sean Watkins began his tenure with Nickel Creek playing mandolin, but later switched to guitar. The band has released three albums and a CD composed of their hits (called Reasons Why: The Very Best) and won a Grammy for This Side -- a coveted trophy that Watkins reportedly put on top of his toilet at home. Explaining the somewhat odd situation, Watkins said that "it seems like a humble place. I didn't want to put it out in plain view of my house. I didn't feel like displaying it right when you walk in. It's a nice crown for the porcelain." In addition to playing with Nickel Creek, Watkins has released 3 solo albums and appeared on several others. Of this experience, Watkins has said, "I've learned now to look back to music that has lasted through the years and to appreciate the timeless value that it has."
[Woman talking:]
Nickel.
The M.I.C. bitch
(Statik)
You show off
Verse one
[Verse 1:]
I've been a monster bitch
My shit been bonkers
The flow been conquered
Hoes I been pompous (Smash Squad)
I've been conceited but I don't 5-0
I haven't been shot up either and I ain't from Chicago
When I enter the center stage the show's over
Minutes later the floor is frozen, a Rolls, rolls up
I'm demonstratin' a coke flow but I'm so sober
The original "Renegade" before Hova
They like, "Damn, why ain't Dre ever get him?
He seem like so much anger and pain represent him."
Eminem himself will tell you I'm the only nigga livin'
That done ever spanked him on the same record with him
Your man's gettin' jealous
Cause what I'm spittin' is sicker than his single
He got to think of a dance just to sell it
This is street hop to the fullest
To them real niggas out there on the corner beat boxin' with bullets
Niggas that be trigger packin'
Pop lockin' with glocks
Could aim well enough to shoot the zippers off your Thriller jacket
Me, I'm the illest rapper
Since every rapper killin'
From here on out, you can call me Shottie The Killer Capper
These record labels just manufacture shit
Like the pimp game homie, I'm here to snatch yo bitch
Got a fist game on me that ain't an afro pick
Try that ying yang on me, I'll handy cap you quick
[Woman speaking:]
Verse two
[Verse 2:]
Usually I play the two or three I been ballin'
Bitch, losin' me is like the Piston's losin' Ben Wallace
I'm to Detroit like what Souljah Slim is to Chopper City
So losin' me is like musically losin' Pac or Biggie
I'll be your ass, leave you with your mouth piece wired
Losin' pounds in the hospital, be quiet
Til you finally come up out that coma, boney
Lookin' like somebody put you on the South Beach Diet
If you hearin' me spit it, it's soundin' like the king died
Trippin' when I kick it, it's soundin' like my strings tied
I put the clip in and pull it
And woof
Woof
Listen, the pistol is soundin' like Hakeem's bride
And you don't wanna beef nigga cause my arm's be
All through Cali and Miami like a palm tree
My crew be
In New York or New Jerz usually
With tools to recognize you as who is you?
Excuse me
You don't wanna fool with the etiquette or the Uzi
I'll put you in the credits that's at the end of the movie
I pity your mother
She never seen you in a magazine
For the obituary I give you the cover
(Smash squad)
So when I'm rhymin' with ya
I'm Ving Rhames of the pimp game
I play the same role as Tiny Lister
Again and again
The Debo of the type cast
When I TiVo the mag they be showin' the white flag
So sit at the table and get it like it's digital cable
I torture you into talkin' to me till it get's fatal
Fuck with you till I put you out of your misery
With a silence or I'm a just muffle it up with a potato
[Scratch Outro:]
[Nas 'Made You Look':] "This is street hop"
DJ Premier on the cut