Redemptio (2012)

Actors

• Moema Umann (director)
• Moema Umann (actress)
• Ali Abouomar (producer)
• Ali Abouomar (writer)
• Ali Abouomar (director)
• Edward Bass (producer)
• Atit Shah (writer)
• Richard-John Seikaly (actor)
• Richard-John Seikaly (producer)
• Richard-John Seikaly (director)
• Victorino Noval (producer)
• Matthew Schultz (actor)
• Mauricio Arenas (editor)
• Phil Pearlman (miscellaneous crew)
• Fred Simonson (actor)

Genres

• Action
• Drama
• Short
• Thriller

Taglines:

Suicide doesn't always end with a self inflicted gun shot wound

Hiding Out (1987)

Actors

• Bob Giraldi (director)
• Jon Cryer (actor)
• Gerry Bamman (actor)
• Wayne Fitzgerald (miscellaneous crew)
• Rick Warner (actor)
• Lori A. Balton (miscellaneous crew)
• Richard Portnow (actor)
• Jon Cryer (actor)
• Annabeth Gish (actress)
• John Spencer (actor)
• Keith Coogan (actor)
• Lou Criscuolo (actor)
• Nancy Fish (actress)
• Anne Dudley (composer)
• John Ward (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Drama
• Romance
• Thriller

Taglines:

There's only one thing more frightening than murder: High School.
Where can a young stockbroker on the run from the mob seek refuge ? High School !!

Quotes:

Patrick Morenski: Okay, on one end of the spectrum you've got homo, and on the other you've got hetero. Then there's me, way the fuck over here!

Andrew Morenski: Do you ever ask yourself "How did I get here?"::Patrick Morenski: Yeah, I used to, but now I just ask myself "How do I get out?"

Andrew Morenski: I used to be just like you: a short, horny, hopeless dork.::Patrick Morenski: And now look at you.::Andrew Morenski: Well, I'm not short.

Patrick Morenski: You left the outside world; you've got to orient your thinking. You've got think repression, think limits. Think humiliation and despair. You're in high school for Christ sakes!

Andrew Morenski: [drunk] Well, Ezzard, you are looking at a wanted man.::Ezzard: Hm, you don't say.::Andrew Morenski: [tapping his nose] You don't get a nose like this breaking stocks... I'm a stock broker, dammit! [looks at his drink] What is in this stuff? This has a lot of proof in it. These... these high school kids - have you noticed this? - there so, doc, am I crazy, they seem so - YOUNG!

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Drop - Jesus & Mary Chain
• Drop - Meat Beat Manifesto
• Drop - Ying Yang Twins
• Drop - Githead
• Drop - Pharcyde
• Drop - Nasty Boy Klick
• Drop - Katrina Carlson
• Drop - Vibe Squad
• Drop - Fatman Scoop
• Drop - Elephant Revival
• Drop - Red House Painters
• Drop - Gunplay
• Drop - Cornelius
• Drop - Timbaland
• Drop - Odd Future
• Drop - The Pharcyde
• Drop - Blue October
• Drop - Gary Allan
• Drop - Chantelle Paige
• Drop - Mistabishi
• Drop - Rich Boy
• Drop - 50 Cent
• Drop - Fat Joe
• Drop - Earl Sweatshirt
• Drop - Jesus and Mary Chain
• 4 My Hood - Drop
• Drop - Red House Painter
• Drop - Timbaland & Magoo

The way you drop is like a stone
Making out you're flying
But you've just been thrown
Till kingdom comes
And through bitten tongues
These eyes get stung
With every curse that's sung
These twisted times
Can't compare to mine
And heaven knows where loving goes
I should have guessed
When I took that pill
Do I love her still

as you fall into your seat
forget the past
release the heat
and isolate yourself
completely bypassed
how long can it last
a complete contrast
relinquish any sense of doubt
it's time to move this mess about
too loud to amplify hi-fi
why buy into the system
interruptus of the system
it's deceived us of the freedom
to defy
have you ever wondered
what does one drop in the ocean
signify
the lie
multiply
forget the past
release the heat
and multiply
is this what you wanted
is this how you wanted it to be
yeah I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
is this what you wanted
is this how you wanted it to be
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know

Everybody in the club in the heat
Pussy get to poppin' when we holdin' the beat
Bitches throwin' up, they posin' hands
Ass keep poppin' out these female pants
Every motherfucker sippin' on liquor
See the crunker they be gettin' when they be drinkin' a beer
And they be pullin' on a momma like, "Bitch come here"
Pullin' on a momma like, "Bitch come here"
I'm Santa Claus, didn't you hear?
Tell Johnny Saint Dick what you want this year
And we might get it to yo' ass by the summer
Who? Peter Pancakin' with a thumper
You, know we crank the club
Black magic in here, so drank it up
And you gon' be just as drunk as us
You gon' be just as drunk as us
Fin' to take it to the stage, drop
Put it all in yo' face, drop
Make it flow in the place, drop
'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Now let me put you up on somethin' different
All female need to pay attention
I wanna see you gyrate on the flo'
Move your body, body like you want this dough
This one right here for the sexy girl
With a two piece on go on work it girl
She'll make you keep comin', spendin' yo' money
When yo' mind need to be on yo' woman
But the way she move you hypnotized
Now you got pussy all in your eyes
Aye, bartender bring another round
Tips shorty on the pole, start slidin' down
Fuck it, might as well make it rain
'Cause pussy all around you callin' yo' name
They know what they got and they know how to use it
Drop that motherfucker to the music
Fin' to take it to the stage, drop
Put it all in yo' face, drop
Make it flow in the place, drop
'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
When you see her on the flo'
You know she droppin' to the music
Yup, yup, we like that
Yup, yup, yup, yup, we like that
Put it all in yo' face
And still be droppin' to the music
Yup, yup, we like that
Yup, yup, yup, yup, we like that
Drop that motherfucker, drop
Drop that motherfucker, drop
Breakin' it down and makin' your rounds
On my house, see you the baddest bitch in the town
Layin' it down, they like the way she screw up the ground
Screw up the ground
Round and around she went representin' for the rent and the presidents
Hella thick, quick like some instant grits
Boy that's it, hot out the motherfuckin' oven
Buzzin', plus she doin' the shit that you lovin'
Fin' to take it to the stage, drop
Put it all in the face, drop
Make it flow in the place, drop
'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker
Drop, drop, drop, drop

Drop, like a stone, when you're thrown into the water
Spin, like a top, make it stop, like it ought to
Calm, in your eyes, you despise all the slaughter
Plan, like a bet, try to get, what you ought to
Run, with the pack, what you lack, makes you higher
Pray to your Gods, throw your sods on the fire
Dress to the nines, cross the lines, build your pyre

Let me freak the funk
Obsolete is the punk that talk more junk than Sanford sells
I jet propel at a rate that complice their mental state
As I invade their masquerade
They couldn't fade with a clipper blade
10 years in the trade is not enough, you can't cut it
I let you take a swing, and you bunted
For an easy out, I leave MC's with doubt
Of exceeding, my name is Bottie Brown and I'm proceeding, leading
They try to follow but they're shallow and hollow
I can see right through them like an empty 40 bottle, of O.E.
They have no key, or no clue
To the game at all, now they washed up
Hung out to dry
Standing looking stupid, wondering why
(Why man?)
It was the fame, that they tried to get
Now they walking around talking about represent
And keep it real, but I got to appeal
'Cause they existing in a fantasy when holding the steel
Rock a bye baby
Listen to my heart pumping to a fine ravine
Of all things it's a vain of a shrine
All missions impossible are possible
'Cause I'm heading for a new sector 365 days from now
I'll wipe the sweat from my brow
And each and every true will stick, or fall from the sky of my cloud nine
From homies all the way to chics, no matter how fine
Controlling is a swollen way to wreck a proud mind
You hold it in your hands and watch a man start crying
Tear after tear in the puppet man's hands
Every time you take a stance you do the puppet man's dance
And the worlds at a stand-still
Deep in broken Mansville, trapped in the moat with an anvil
Still killing yourself, and dogging ya health

Mira chulo tu me llamas eh? aqui esta mi numero.
The beat don't stop till the panties drop,(uh,uh)it don't stop,(it don't stop)it
Wont stop (it wont stop).
The beat don't stop till the panties drop,(uh,uh)it don't stop,(it don't stop) it
Wont stop (it wont stop).
Chorus
-and you know it just don't stop,(come on), and you know it just wont stop.
Feel the beat no stoppin' till the panties start droppin'(till the panties
Start droppin')
And you know it just don't stop, and you know it just wont stop.
Feel the beat no stoppin' till the panties start droppin' baby.
1st verse
-back in the day when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore, but somedays I sit and
Wish I was a kid again,
Cause I remember crazy summer nights, sneeking all up in your window just to do
You right
Panties wetter than a slip-n-slide, your trembling inside, I promise ill be
Back tomorrow night
Your bodies callin' 12 play since the first day, now how can I forget those
Days,
Tellin' mom and daddy we was going to the movies, damn girl, if they really
Knew what we was doin', I know I probably shouldnt even start to say, but every
Time I reminisce it brings a smile to my face,
Heavy breathin' and you whisper baby please don't stop, you know I'm on this
Mission till you hit that spot, so everytime you need someone to make it hot
You know the beat wont stop, untill the panties drop.
Chorus
-and you know it just don't stop, and you know it just wont stop
Feel the beat no stoppin', till the panties start droppin'-x2-
(check this out yo) baby
2nd verse
-now play this slow jam,(this slow jam) I got you bumpin' and grindin' like our
Klick
With bedroom games,poppin it off like a lingerie party(whoo), live it's lovely,
Puffin' on herb, we sippin' bubbly, while I rub you down with body oils,
Tellin' all your girlfriends how ziggys got you stole, kissing on your lips to
The middle of your hips, how bout that, like it from the front to the back, and
How does it feel to be on your 4th climax, going looney screamin' I got 5 on it
(5 on it), now can I make you into a caramel sundae with the cherries on top,
Painting you with whip cream
You know I want my cake and be able to eat it too, (ha ha,you get the hint? )
Orgasms got your heart beatin' like if it's on a sprint, taking off, making love
On a cloud, now what's the odd of meeting at the same spot at the same time
(same time)
Chorus
-and you know it just don't stop and you know it just wont stop,
Feel the beat, no stoppin' till the panties start droppin'-x2- baby
3rd verse
-are you down to make it hot, straight up explicit, wanna lick on the spot no
One else just to hit, you a nasty girl, I'm a nasty boy, let me rub you down,
Kiss you all around, your the type that will be down, your that freaky dinky
Like it kinky like that, what you want, what you need, and since I hit it from
The back saying-
Ay papi chulo baby please don't stop, as we procced to make it hot to the stars
At 12 o'clock, lay back relax let me take you through the motions, my genie in
A bottle as I rub you with the lotion, not a ocean, making love though the
Breeze, got you rush climaxing, from your head to your knees, neverending night
We both will never forget, a love scene to be repeated on that you can bet,
Cause you know it wont be stoppin' till the panties start droppin' n.b.k. once
Again, keepin' you steady rockin'
Chorus
-and you know it just don't stop and you know it just wont stop
Feel the beat no stoppin' till the panties start droppin'-x2- babe
And you know it just don't stop and you know it just wont stop-x2-
And you know it just dont,(just don't), and you know it just don't stop
And you know it just wont stop.
Feel the beat no stoppin' till the panties start droppin'
And you know it just don't stop and you know it just wont stop
Feel the beat no stoppin' till the panties start droppin' babe end
Much love goes out to all the homeboyz and homegirlz in the 602 phoenix az

My country 'tis of the
Our innocence is history
I've seen purple mountains majesty
Sink into the shining sea
I've seen children on the street
Angels die for my liberty
(Chorus)
I will run through the rain
Get a little wetter
Hold a bucket to the sky
Make the world a little better
I may never reach the top
But I will not stop
Tho' I'm just one Drop
My country 'tis of thee
Half the time I'm losing sleep
Sweet land of possibility
Can't walk a mile to save her feet
Nothing's making any sense
Can one little Drop make a difference?
(Chorus)
Wash my heart clean
Drench my dreams
In rivers and lakes and streams
Tumbling into a sea
Of people at peace
Do you think I'm naïve?
My country 'tis of thee
Take my hand, say can you see
Let it be, let angels sing
Let hearts run free, let freedom ring

Intro
Ay Oh Oh (repetitively)
(Verse)
Talk to me babe
Show what u got for me baby
I saw you watching me babe
So make u no form for me babe
Aywooo
I'm ready
You must rock with me baby
I know you on to me baby
And I go give you what you need baby
T-t-t-t talk to me babe
Come take a walk with me babe
Your eyes were locked on me babe
So make u no form for me babe
I'm steady
You muste rocke me baby
I see guys on your left, guys on your right
But they aint got nothing on me babe
(Chorus)
I give you the fire
If that's what you desire
Make u sing like a choir
While I'm taking you higher
On every corner
From Jamaica to Ghana
The people they screaming and shouting
They saying this one is a banger
We're making it pop
In every spot
We no go slow down we taking it up
They watching the clock
But we'll make it stop
Inside this whole town nah we wey dey rock
We make it it pop
In every spot
We no go slow down we taking it up
They watching the clock
But we'll make it stop
This one gone mash up the place when it DROP (drop)!
Heyba
Drop drop
Aywooo
Heyba
This one gone mash up the place when it drop (drop)
Aywooo
This one gone mash up the place when it drop
(Verse)
Everybody grab somebody
Send one my way
Move your body let's decale
Shake something for me (2x)
Come to me babe
Girl you must handle me babe
Come over and dance with me babe
Do what you want to me babe
I'm ready
You muste rock with me babe
I know you're on to me babe
And I'm gone give you what you need babe
(Chorus)
Chants

(feat. Timbaland & Magoo)
Fat Man Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Timbaland, Timbaland
Fat Man Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Timbaland, Timbaland
Whatever I say, y'all gotta do
Whatever I say, y'all gotta do
Whatever I say, y'all gotta do
Y'all too, y'all too, y'all too, y'all too
(Timbaland)
Awww lord guess who's coming
Timbaland A.K.A freaky Phil Drummond
Who can get it crunk like me Timbaland
Oh my nigga Scoop A.K.A fat man
Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce
Fellas say (OH) girls say(ah)
Lookin at the cornrows up in the club
Girl don't be bashfull girl back it up
Throw it girl like its poking man
Shake that ass as fast as you can
White girl shake it like she burning from a sun tan
My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can
What you talking bout holding back
When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac
What you talking bout cutting nigga slack
girl girl you betta bend that back
12 my girls roll deep in the club
Cant't wait to hit the bar and get that thug
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Cant wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start to turn it out
you must learn to crunk out
Before we start to turn it out
You must first begin to
(Fatman Scoop)2x
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop
(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the pop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
(Magoo)
Get your freak on at club(?)
We aint put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done been up in the club seen a ho with a thong
I aint hear good at first she was singing the song
Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping
Red bone with a bop she was stoping and dropping
Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where
You need be snaking and popping
Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song
Yall niggas still popping and locking
Aint no zone (?) a white girl
I aint turbo rocking a damn curl
Watch Mag slow while I break you down slow
When you get it right girl go for what you know
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Get off the wall hands of your balls
Yeah nigga with the drink in his hand trying to ball
You dont want shorty I can show you the dance
Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance
Now stop for Big Pun stop for Big pun
Drop for Big L drop for Big L
(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
(Magoo)
Guess who came with a cape on his back
Pulled up with some gin hopped out the Cadillac
Mag is chilling Tim is chilling
When I get up in this club I'm making a hoe feel it
Got no game but I got big cash
Mess around I be leaving this club with Stacey Dash
I aint cute enough but my jimmy got a flick and it shimmy
I'm in the club pulling hoes with Timmy
(Timbaland)
All my shadow people where freaky where you at
All my Broadway people freaky where you at
Where my fellas in the back with the carnie act
Where my girls who think they got it like that
All my ndependent freaky where you at
All my get money dogs freaky where you at
Where my girls with the thongs who be shaking it fast
If you love to sing along nigga holla back
(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the whop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs Now drop
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)
Show me what you working with(back it up back it up)

Once I was a big drop of water.
I was in the desert.
I was in high,
Was in high demand.
Saw you turn, saw you turn, turn away.
Water came down, hit the dry ground.
Lost all the facts, slipped through the cracks.
Spread around,
Under and down.
Down through the ground
Carry on, now beyond
Past where all the dancing rained like thunder
After laughter and music, different sounds
To where the thunder became something
Like the pulsing of the flowers
Which is something like but nothing,
Like the pulsing like the hours.
But the hour was on time because I slipped into a flower
Recalled the time to climb the line,
A honeysuckle tower.
I was water brought to lifted leaves
Of daffodils and day lillies.
Drank into the grace of trees
The aspens like the willows weep.
It hung so low
It touched below
The surface of
A still puddle.
Did I behold
Reflection told
Looking back at me
The eyes of my body.
So I jumped in
Back into my skin
And sang this song
Of where I'd been.
Once I was a big drop of water.
I spread around and became part of many living in the land.
Saw you turn when I turned, turned away.
In the still, in the still water.

so much that i can't say to you
my voice shakes from the hurt that i hide
ashamed of my existence
and of my petty often wounded pride
i'd like to come home to see you
and to catch your sickness by the bedside
but then you'd know how much i really need you
all the love in an instant
makes my life stop
but then my hate for you
makes my feelings altogether drop
if only i were blind to your selfish fling
and your desperate cause
and didn't press you for the details
that threaten my physical flaws
i'd like to come home to see you
and embrace your illness under soft light
but then you'd know how much i really need you
all the love in an instant
makes my life stop
but then my hate for you
makes my feelings altogether drop
so much that i can say to you
with affection that i burn inside
you're aching from the distance
avoiding strain that's running still alive
if only i could heal you in the sprinkling of the ocean side
but then you'd know how much i really love you
all the love in an instant
makes my life stop
but then my hate for you