Coordinates: 18°10′57″N 77°19′18″W / 18.1823878°N 77.3217773°W / 18.1823878; -77.3217773
Jamaica (i/dʒəˈmeɪkə/), officially the Commonwealth of Jamaica, is an island nation of the Greater Antilles, 234 kilometres (145 mi) in length, up to 80 kilometres (50 mi) in width, and 10,990 square kilometres (4,240 sq mi) in area. It is situated in the Caribbean Sea, about 145 kilometres (90 mi) south of Cuba, and 191 kilometres (119 mi) west of Hispaniola, the island harbouring the nation-states of Haiti and the Dominican Republic. The indigenous Arawakan-speaking Taíno name for the island was Xaymaca, meaning the "Land of Wood and Water" or the "Land of Springs".
Once a Spanish possession known as Santiago, it became an English colony in 1655 under the name "Jamaica". It achieved full independence from Britain on August 6, 1962. With 2.8 million people, it is the third most populous anglophone country in the Americas, after the United States and Canada. It remains a Commonwealth realm in concert with the Monarchy of Jamaica holding ultimate executive power, where Queen Elizabeth II is the current head of state and Queen of Jamaica.Kingston is the country's largest city and the capital.
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Year after year, an eclectic artist sojourns to the covered bridges of New England on his chopper to rendezvous with a mysterious woman. A shocking discovery catapults him on a desperate crusade to uncover his past in hope of freeing himself and the woman he loves.
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Year after year, an eclectic artist sojourns to the covered bridges of New England on his chopper to rendezvous with a mysterious woman. A shocking discovery catapults him on a desperate crusade to uncover his past in hope of freeing himself and the woman he loves.
Plot
Year after year, an eclectic artist sojourns to the covered bridges of New England on his chopper to rendezvous with a mysterious woman. A shocking discovery catapults him on a desperate crusade to uncover his past in hope of freeing himself and the woman he loves.
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After a drug-op gone bad, Joey Gazelle is put in charge of disposing the gun that shot a dirty cop. But things goes wrong for Joey after the neighbor kid stole the gun and used it to shoot his abusive father. Now Joey has to find the kid and the gun before the police and the mob find them first.
Keywords: achilles-tendon-cut, american-dream, american-flag, ankle-holster, bathroom, biting-someone's-ear, black-light, blood, blood-spatter, blow-torch
Its Find The Gun, Or Death ..
If anything can go wrong, it will - and at the worst possible time
Ready. Aim. Run.
Every bullet leaves a trail
It's Not How Far You Go For The Truth. . . It's How Fast You Get There.
Pimp Lester: [pointing gun at Oleg] Say hello to my little friend!::Joey Gazelle: That's real fuckin' original. What are you, a fuckin' cartoon?::Pimp Lester: I'm a Mack Daddy pimp! You know that. And now I'm gonna cap your ass, and when I'm finished with you, I'm gonna take your little punk friend and I'm gonna put him in my posse, and I'm gonna pimp him out for a couple of months and then I'm gonna take that knife of yours and I'm gonna cut him from ear to ear, *just like I should've done yesterday, you fuck!*::Joey Gazelle: Yeah, I'm sure that sounds great to you all in your fuckin' pimp world and all, but, listen, right now, that's not the *fuckin'* thing you wanna do! You wanna put down that fuckin' gun, and you wanna walk away 'cause I swear to fuckin' God, I'll fuckin' kill you, you stupid fuckin' pimp bitch!::Pimp Lester: Wrong! Only one of us is walking out of here. Guess who?::Joey Gazelle: Oleg, get behind me... Oleg, get behind me!
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: You spill Perello blood, you're deep-six invested.
Joey Gazelle: [On the Ice, about to be hit with slap shots] Don't you do this Frankie. Don't you motherfucking do this! Motherfucker! Don't fucking do this! Don't hurt that motherfucking kid, you fuck!::Perello: [laughing] You fucked up, Joey. You fucked up.::Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Watch this kid, see this motherfucker get hit!::Joey Gazelle: [Slap Shot is shot and is going towards him] No! [Slap Shot hits him, blood pours from his forehead] Fuck! AHH! You motherfucker, Frankie. You motherfucker. Don't you fucking hurt that fucking kid, you fuck!
Oleg Yugorsky: I'm sorry.::Ivan Yugorsky: It's okay. We're cool.::Oleg Yugorsky: I'm sorry I missed.
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: One Nike gym bag - sixty bucks. One Nokia cell phone - hundred bucks. One ounce semtex - five hundred bucks. Gettin' rid of a dirty cop...::[laughs]::Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Fuckin' priceless!
Detective Rydell: Have a Mai-Tai on me boys.
Detective Rydell: I'll have a Mai-Tai on all you Goomba fucks!
Oleg Yugorsky: John Wayne was a faggot...
Teresa Gazelle: Back the fuck off! I will blow you away!
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Don't nobody know nobody!
Plot
After a drug-op gone bad, Joey Gazelle is put in charge of disposing the gun that shot a dirty cop. But things goes wrong for Joey after the neighbor kid stole the gun and used it to shoot his abusive father. Now Joey has to find the kid and the gun before the police and the mob find them first.
Keywords: achilles-tendon-cut, american-dream, american-flag, ankle-holster, bathroom, biting-someone's-ear, black-light, blood, blood-spatter, blow-torch
Its Find The Gun, Or Death ..
If anything can go wrong, it will - and at the worst possible time
Ready. Aim. Run.
Every bullet leaves a trail
It's Not How Far You Go For The Truth. . . It's How Fast You Get There.
Pimp Lester: [pointing gun at Oleg] Say hello to my little friend!::Joey Gazelle: That's real fuckin' original. What are you, a fuckin' cartoon?::Pimp Lester: I'm a Mack Daddy pimp! You know that. And now I'm gonna cap your ass, and when I'm finished with you, I'm gonna take your little punk friend and I'm gonna put him in my posse, and I'm gonna pimp him out for a couple of months and then I'm gonna take that knife of yours and I'm gonna cut him from ear to ear, *just like I should've done yesterday, you fuck!*::Joey Gazelle: Yeah, I'm sure that sounds great to you all in your fuckin' pimp world and all, but, listen, right now, that's not the *fuckin'* thing you wanna do! You wanna put down that fuckin' gun, and you wanna walk away 'cause I swear to fuckin' God, I'll fuckin' kill you, you stupid fuckin' pimp bitch!::Pimp Lester: Wrong! Only one of us is walking out of here. Guess who?::Joey Gazelle: Oleg, get behind me... Oleg, get behind me!
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: You spill Perello blood, you're deep-six invested.
Joey Gazelle: [On the Ice, about to be hit with slap shots] Don't you do this Frankie. Don't you motherfucking do this! Motherfucker! Don't fucking do this! Don't hurt that motherfucking kid, you fuck!::Perello: [laughing] You fucked up, Joey. You fucked up.::Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Watch this kid, see this motherfucker get hit!::Joey Gazelle: [Slap Shot is shot and is going towards him] No! [Slap Shot hits him, blood pours from his forehead] Fuck! AHH! You motherfucker, Frankie. You motherfucker. Don't you fucking hurt that fucking kid, you fuck!
Oleg Yugorsky: I'm sorry.::Ivan Yugorsky: It's okay. We're cool.::Oleg Yugorsky: I'm sorry I missed.
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: One Nike gym bag - sixty bucks. One Nokia cell phone - hundred bucks. One ounce semtex - five hundred bucks. Gettin' rid of a dirty cop...::[laughs]::Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Fuckin' priceless!
Detective Rydell: Have a Mai-Tai on me boys.
Detective Rydell: I'll have a Mai-Tai on all you Goomba fucks!
Oleg Yugorsky: John Wayne was a faggot...
Teresa Gazelle: Back the fuck off! I will blow you away!
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Don't nobody know nobody!
Plot
After a drug-op gone bad, Joey Gazelle is put in charge of disposing the gun that shot a dirty cop. But things goes wrong for Joey after the neighbor kid stole the gun and used it to shoot his abusive father. Now Joey has to find the kid and the gun before the police and the mob find them first.
Keywords: achilles-tendon-cut, american-dream, american-flag, ankle-holster, bathroom, biting-someone's-ear, black-light, blood, blood-spatter, blow-torch
Its Find The Gun, Or Death ..
If anything can go wrong, it will - and at the worst possible time
Ready. Aim. Run.
Every bullet leaves a trail
It's Not How Far You Go For The Truth. . . It's How Fast You Get There.
Pimp Lester: [pointing gun at Oleg] Say hello to my little friend!::Joey Gazelle: That's real fuckin' original. What are you, a fuckin' cartoon?::Pimp Lester: I'm a Mack Daddy pimp! You know that. And now I'm gonna cap your ass, and when I'm finished with you, I'm gonna take your little punk friend and I'm gonna put him in my posse, and I'm gonna pimp him out for a couple of months and then I'm gonna take that knife of yours and I'm gonna cut him from ear to ear, *just like I should've done yesterday, you fuck!*::Joey Gazelle: Yeah, I'm sure that sounds great to you all in your fuckin' pimp world and all, but, listen, right now, that's not the *fuckin'* thing you wanna do! You wanna put down that fuckin' gun, and you wanna walk away 'cause I swear to fuckin' God, I'll fuckin' kill you, you stupid fuckin' pimp bitch!::Pimp Lester: Wrong! Only one of us is walking out of here. Guess who?::Joey Gazelle: Oleg, get behind me... Oleg, get behind me!
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: You spill Perello blood, you're deep-six invested.
Joey Gazelle: [On the Ice, about to be hit with slap shots] Don't you do this Frankie. Don't you motherfucking do this! Motherfucker! Don't fucking do this! Don't hurt that motherfucking kid, you fuck!::Perello: [laughing] You fucked up, Joey. You fucked up.::Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Watch this kid, see this motherfucker get hit!::Joey Gazelle: [Slap Shot is shot and is going towards him] No! [Slap Shot hits him, blood pours from his forehead] Fuck! AHH! You motherfucker, Frankie. You motherfucker. Don't you fucking hurt that fucking kid, you fuck!
Oleg Yugorsky: I'm sorry.::Ivan Yugorsky: It's okay. We're cool.::Oleg Yugorsky: I'm sorry I missed.
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: One Nike gym bag - sixty bucks. One Nokia cell phone - hundred bucks. One ounce semtex - five hundred bucks. Gettin' rid of a dirty cop...::[laughs]::Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Fuckin' priceless!
Detective Rydell: Have a Mai-Tai on me boys.
Detective Rydell: I'll have a Mai-Tai on all you Goomba fucks!
Oleg Yugorsky: John Wayne was a faggot...
Teresa Gazelle: Back the fuck off! I will blow you away!
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Don't nobody know nobody!
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Two guys by the name of Silas and Jamal decided to one day smoke something magical, which eventually helps them to ace their college entrance exam. This eventually lands them in Harvard, where they're surrounded by the world of Ivy Leaguers. Although their new lifestyle is much different from back home, they kept on having fun until their supernatural smoke runs out. Now, they are on their own and they have to rely on each other to survive.
Keywords: baby-powder, bicycle, blunt, bong, bong-hits, botany, cannabis, canon, carpet, college
You got blunt... You got weed.....
They've got their degrees all rolled up.
Ho Ho Ho... Ho
On December 21, put a little tingle in your jingle.
Silas: Peace.::Bart: Peace is meant to explain a state of tranquility. Ok? So why don't you try finding a way to say goodbye, now that you're among civilized people.::Silas: Well, Mr. Civilized, peace can also be used interjectionally, as a request, greeting or farewell. So, try to find another way to be an asshole, if you don't know your, grammar, that is. Peace.
Amir: [to a girl in the hall] Don't worry, you can suck my dick after class! [girl slaps him silly and walks away]::Amir: Oh... she wants me!
Tuan: Hey, I'm down with you! You east-coast? I Far-east Coast!::Jeffery: I'm from Wisconsin.
Tuan: Hey, I am down with you! You east coast, I FAR east coast!
Baby Powder: We gotta get out there and find my bitches!::Baby Wipe: Powder, can't we just call them employees?
Ivory - Ghost: I'm taking you off my buddy list bitch! I hope you get a virus! You and your computer!
Baby Powder: Now here I've got a twenty dollar money order...::Hella Back: Twenty Dollars!::End Table Ass: Money Order!::Baby Powder: ...that you two bitches can split!
Dean Carl Cain: Yo yo yo baby, this is boring as hell! Yo DJ! Hit me!
Field of Dreams Guy: Damn, I'm hungrier than four dudes!::PCC Agent: And I'm hungrier than five!::Field of Dreams Guy: Well who are you, jack, and what you doin' in my house?::PCC Agent: I'm the spokesperson for Pork-Chops-O-Chunky. Whether you're black or a honkey, you'll love Pork-Chops-O-Chunky!::Field of Dreams Guy: Damn, that's Funky!
Baby Powder: Wheremybitches?
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LAPD lieutenant Mike Harrigan and his cocky detective partner Jerry Lambert soon realize that what seemed a bloody feud between voodoo high priest King Willie's Jamaican gangs and Ramon Vega's Colombian drug gang is actually the work of a scary third party. Peter Keyes's federal team shields the crime scene even for the LAPD. BUt after forensics proves it must be an alien, who keeps making victims, the chase brings them all together.
Keywords: 1990s, african-american, ak-47, alien, alien-space-craft, alley-fight, antique-gun, arm-cut-off, bar, bare-chested-male
Pull over, park, and pray.
Lions! Tigers! Bears! Oh my!
He's in town with a few days to kill.
Silent. Invisible. Invincible. He's in town with a few days to kill.
Hunting season opens again...
The Ultimate Hunter.
This time he's coming to a different kind of jungle
This Time... Los Angeles, 1997.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Look, I don't care how big this is or who's involved. This guy killed Danny and he's going to fall!
Predator: Shit happens.
[Harrigan has stabbed Predator in stomach with its smart disc, then shouts]::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Get it straight, asshole!::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [while pulling the smart disc out] Shit happens!
Danny Archuleta: A pro would have split the moment the action started. More than one we would have seen them. Whoever did this waited until the last second, took out six guys armed with machine guns by hand, then got by us. Maybe we should give him a job. Put him on the payroll.
Gold Tooth: King Willie says, not only do I have to kill you, but I have to take your soul. Voodoo magic. Fucking voodoo magic, man!::[laughs]::Gold Tooth: But you know what? I tell you what I believe: shit happens!
King Willie: You can't see the eyes of the demon, until him come callin'.
[Harrigan runs through an old woman's apartment, chasing the Predator]::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: It's all right! I'm a cop!::Ruth: I don't think he gives a shit!
King Willie: They say you want to talk to me. They say you offering me favors. Tell me why, Babylon, Mr. Policeman.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [to Jerry] This is what I call the speech, kid. It's the only one I got and I only give it once, so pay attention. 'Til now, it's all been fun and games. "Cops and robbers," Dunkin Donuts. But you're in the shit now. Metro Command is a war zone.
Peter Keyes: How many times do I have to tell you? You don't know what you're dealing with.::[clicks on computer]::Peter Keyes: There's your killer. Wonderful isn't it? Pheromone signatures left by his body. These are scent molecules. [to worker] Punch up for me. Ten years ago one of his kind stalked and eliminated an elite special forces crew in central America. There were two survivors. They indicated that when trapped, the creature activated a self-destruct device that destroyed enough rainforest to cover 300 city blocks. Remarkable weaponry. That's right lieutenant. Other-world life-forms.
Plot
LAPD lieutenant Mike Harrigan and his cocky detective partner Jerry Lambert soon realize that what seemed a bloody feud between voodoo high priest King Willie's Jamaican gangs and Ramon Vega's Colombian drug gang is actually the work of a scary third party. Peter Keyes's federal team shields the crime scene even for the LAPD. BUt after forensics proves it must be an alien, who keeps making victims, the chase brings them all together.
Keywords: 1990s, african-american, ak-47, alien, alien-space-craft, alley-fight, antique-gun, arm-cut-off, bar, bare-chested-male
Pull over, park, and pray.
Lions! Tigers! Bears! Oh my!
He's in town with a few days to kill.
Silent. Invisible. Invincible. He's in town with a few days to kill.
Hunting season opens again...
The Ultimate Hunter.
This time he's coming to a different kind of jungle
This Time... Los Angeles, 1997.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Look, I don't care how big this is or who's involved. This guy killed Danny and he's going to fall!
Predator: Shit happens.
[Harrigan has stabbed Predator in stomach with its smart disc, then shouts]::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Get it straight, asshole!::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [while pulling the smart disc out] Shit happens!
Danny Archuleta: A pro would have split the moment the action started. More than one we would have seen them. Whoever did this waited until the last second, took out six guys armed with machine guns by hand, then got by us. Maybe we should give him a job. Put him on the payroll.
Gold Tooth: King Willie says, not only do I have to kill you, but I have to take your soul. Voodoo magic. Fucking voodoo magic, man!::[laughs]::Gold Tooth: But you know what? I tell you what I believe: shit happens!
King Willie: You can't see the eyes of the demon, until him come callin'.
[Harrigan runs through an old woman's apartment, chasing the Predator]::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: It's all right! I'm a cop!::Ruth: I don't think he gives a shit!
King Willie: They say you want to talk to me. They say you offering me favors. Tell me why, Babylon, Mr. Policeman.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [to Jerry] This is what I call the speech, kid. It's the only one I got and I only give it once, so pay attention. 'Til now, it's all been fun and games. "Cops and robbers," Dunkin Donuts. But you're in the shit now. Metro Command is a war zone.
Peter Keyes: How many times do I have to tell you? You don't know what you're dealing with.::[clicks on computer]::Peter Keyes: There's your killer. Wonderful isn't it? Pheromone signatures left by his body. These are scent molecules. [to worker] Punch up for me. Ten years ago one of his kind stalked and eliminated an elite special forces crew in central America. There were two survivors. They indicated that when trapped, the creature activated a self-destruct device that destroyed enough rainforest to cover 300 city blocks. Remarkable weaponry. That's right lieutenant. Other-world life-forms.
Plot
A Korean man seeks fame and fortune in 1930s America when he enters an all-comers martial arts competition despite the opposition of the Mob, his father and several imposing opponents.
Keywords: 1930s, action-hero, bare-chested-male, bare-chested-male-bondage, beefcake-martial-arts, brawl, chicago-illinois, chop-socky, combat, disarming-someone
A Martial Arts fight to the finish. Filmed in America by the producers of 'Enter the Dragon'.
Can you patch my jeans Peggy Ann -
Just a little stitch to mend the hole
He has torn
If you can
Maybe I got too set in my ways
He says she reminds him of me
When we first met
In those early days...
The sexiest thing is trust
I wake up to find
The pirates have come
Typing up along your coast
How was I to know
The pirates have come
Between Rebecca's
Beneath your firmaments
I have worshipped
In the Jamaica Inn
In the Jamaica Inn
With the gales
My little boat was tossed
How was I to know
That you'd sent her
With a lantern
To bring me in
"Are you positive this is a friend?"
The captain grimaced,
"Those are cliffs of rock ahead
Joe McCann
Eamon O'Doherty
Come all of you fine people wherever you may be
I'll sing of a brave Belfast man
Who scorned Britain's might though they'd shoot him on
sight
And the shot down Joe McCann
In a Belfast bakery in the August of that year
When internment was imposed throughout the land
Six volunteers from Belfast held 60 soldiers at bay
And their leader was Joe McCann brave Joe McCann
He fought for the people in the markets where he lived
In defence of the rights of man
But the undercover crew told the soldiers what to do
They shot Joe McCann brave Jpe McCann
He had no gun so he started to run
To escape them as many's the time before
One bullet brought him down as he lay on the ground
They shot him ten times more
He fought and he died for the people of this land
The protestant and catholic working man
He caused the bosses fear and for this they paid him dear
When they murdered brave Joe McCann
Jimmy Kane can’t sleep at night
Sex in pain
Keeps me alive
You can’t confuse yourself
They make you know what else
You can’t fake it
You will never make it
You can’t confuse yourself
They make you know what else
You can’t fake it
You will never make it
Yeah
You're to blame
For everything
Sex in pain
Keeps moving me
Keeps me
You can’t confuse yourself
They make you know what else
You can’t fake it
You will never make it
You can’t confuse yourself
They make you know what else
You can’t fake it
You will never make it