Saddam Hussein Abd al-Majid al-Tikriti (Arabic: صدام حسين عبد المجيد التكريتي Ṣaddām Ḥusayn ʿAbd al-Maǧīd al-Tikrītī; 28 April 1937 – 30 December 2006) was the fifth President of Iraq, serving in this capacity from 16 July 1979 until 9 April 2003. A leading member of the revolutionary Arab Socialist Ba'ath Party, and later, the Baghdad-based Ba'ath Party and its regional organisation Ba'ath Party – Iraq Region, which espoused ba'athism, a mix of Arab nationalism and Arab socialism, Saddam played a key role in the 1968 coup, later referred to as the 17 July Revolution, that brought the party to long-term power of Iraq.
As vice president under the ailing General Ahmed Hassan al-Bakr, and at a time when many groups were considered capable of overthrowing the government, Saddam created security forces through which he tightly controlled conflict between the government and the armed forces. In the early 1970s, Saddam nationalized oil and other industries. The state-owned banks were put under his control, leaving the system eventually insolvent mostly due to the Iran–Iraq War, the Gulf War, and UN sanctions. Through the 1970s, Saddam cemented his authority over the apparatuses of government as oil money helped Iraq's economy to grow at a rapid pace. Positions of power in the country were filled with Sunnis, a minority that made up only a fifth of the population.
The Trial of Saddam Hussein was the trial of the deposed President of Iraq Saddam Hussein by the Iraqi Interim Government for crimes against humanity during his time in office.
The Coalition Provisional Authority voted to create the Iraqi Special Tribunal (IST), consisting of five Iraqi judges, on 9 December 2003, to try Saddam Hussein and his aides for charges of war crimes, crimes against humanity, and genocide.
The trial was viewed in some quarters as a kangaroo court or show trial.Amnesty International stated that the trial was "unfair," and Human Rights Watch noting that Saddam's execution "follows a flawed trial and marks a significant step away from the rule of law in Iraq."
Saddam was captured on December 13, 2003. He remained in custody by United States forces at Camp Cropper in Baghdad, along with eleven senior Ba'athist officials. Particular attention was paid during the trial to activities in violent campaigns against the Kurds in the north during the Iran–Iraq War, against the Shiites in the south in 1991 and 1999 to put down revolts, and in Dujail after a failed assassination attempt on July 8, 1982, during the Iran–Iraq War. Saddam asserted in his defense that he had been unlawfully overthrown, and was still the president of Iraq.
Don't drink and drive... you might spill your beer.
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Poking nasty fun at the Bush Administration, action movies and itself, WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION is a heart-warming story of John Lincoln, a blaxploitation actor who finds himself out of work due to his participation in his son's grade-school anti-war protest in the winter of 2003. As his fortunes plummet and the President increases pressure to invade Iraq, Lincoln naively decides to draw on his past experience in the Special Ops Forces, and travel to Iraq to rid the world of Saddam Hussein himself - and thus avert a disastrous war. Through a series of misadventures, he manages to dispose of Saddam, but that's when things get weird. Lincoln returns to the United States and is personally invited to Camp David by President George W. Bush, himself. But during a weenie roast at a Camp David campsite, George W. reveals a terrible international secret to Lincoln, something that causes him to fight for his life!
Keywords: saddam-hussein
It's Code Green!
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Dramatized version of the story of CNN's Gulf War coverage featuring "The Boys from Baghdad": the battle over access, the fight to keep the technology up and running.. and the decision whether to risk their lives behind enemy lines once the bombing starts, in order to get the story of a lifetime.
Keywords: baghdad-iraq, based-on-book, based-on-true-story, city-name-in-title, cnn, gulf-war, hotel, iraq, manipulation, place-name-in-title
The Gulf War, 1991. No story is worth dying for - but this was the story of a lifetime.
Richard Roth: Hi. Richard Roth. Don't call me 'Dick'.::Robert Wiener: Robert Wiener. Don't call me 'Dick', either.
Ingrid Formanek: Say this- "La tapar, ana Sahaffi".::Robert Wiener: La tapar, ana Sahaffi.::Ingrid Formanek: Pretty good.::Robert Wiener: What does it mean?::Ingrid Formanek: "Don't shoot, I'm a journalist".
Ingrid Formanek: Well, fuck me with a hot poker.
Judy Parker: Goodbye, Richard. I think you're really smart.::Richard Roth: Goodbye, Judy. I think I'm really smart, too.
Customs Inspector: 23 bottles of vodka?::Robert Wiener: There was supposed to be 24. Shit!::Customs Inspector: For personal use?::Robert Wiener: Yeah.::Customs Inspector: You are an alcoholic.::Robert Wiener: You're a customs inspector. We all have our parts to play.
Ingrid Formanek: Come on, Wienerish. We're just the eyes. You put this shit up there, and people pull it down on their Sonys. I think I'm quoting you.::Robert Wiener: No, I said "Zeniths".
Ingrid Formanek: Hey. Hey. Cigars. Embassy man loves cigars, remember? You give embassy man cigars, he give you big access.::Robert Wiener: Hangover?::Ingrid Formanek: Brutal.
Stu: You're nothing but a bunch of overpaid, bone-picking vultures.::Robert Wiener: You're confusing us with CBS, pal. We're the under-paid vultures.
Inky: DSB season has officially begun.::Richard Roth: DSB?::Robert Wiener: Deadly sperm backup.
Judy Parker: And he'll have a Yoo-Hoo. That's a chocolate drink.::Mark Biello: I'll have a beer. It's a malt beverage.
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Young Vincenzo Cortino, son of a Sicilian postman, delivers a package for his father and accidentally sees something he should not see. In a donkey's, well, he is smuggled out of town, where he tries to reach a ship headed for America. There, Vincenzo works his way up to the top of the Mafia. One day, his youngest son makes a mistake and has to leave town. A little later, he ends up as a casino boss in Las Vegas. But the heads of the other families want old Don Cortino out of the way. So, they shoot him 47 times and send a *very* attractive woman to distract his son from his casino work. Will he fall for her or will he return to Diane, who, by the way, had run for President successfully in the meantime?
Keywords: automobile, blood, boat, boss, brother-brother-relationship, burnt-body, burnt-face, car-bomb, casino, cheating-girlfriend
See It Early. Avoid the mob.
Hits happen.
From One of the Goodfellas that brought you the Naked Gun
If you like Oscar winning drama and touching romance and you've got an hour and a half to kill This Summer Prepared to get Whacked
The Comedy You Can't Refuse
An Epic Saga Of Disorganized Crime
Anthony Cortino: You lost a lot of blood but we found most of it.
Anthony Cortino: I'm not my father, Diane, just like you're not your father. If we were our fathers, what we did last night would only be legal in Arkansas.
Anthony Cortino: If you prick a murderer, does he not leave a blood trail all the way back to his Rockingham estate?
Diane: I'm always going to be That Protestant Chick Who Never Killed Anybody!
[to his girlfriend, discovered sleeping with his brother]::Anthony Cortino: How could you do this? A total stranger I could understand. You and another woman, maybe. Me, you and another woman, definitely! But my own brother?
[Emerges soaking wet from a bathroom stall, and sees everyone staring at him, and so he hurriedly attempts to explain his drenched and disheveled appearance]::Anthony Cortino: El Niño.
Anthony Cortino: Criminals are people, too!
Anthony Cortino: Gianini... any Sicilian in you?::Pepper Gianini: Not since last night.
Anthony Cortino: Some would argue that the Mafia is a bad thing, that it uses its power to undermine law and order, to promote the very lowest forms of human behavior. Of course, that's all true, but in the end, maybe it's worth it.
Anthony Cortino: Diane, would you excuse us?::Diane: Oh, yeah, sure. If you need me, I'll be up on the bidet.
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When "The Dude" Lebowski is mistaken for a millionaire Lebowski, two thugs urinate on his rug to coerce him into paying a debt he knows nothing about. While attempting to gain recompense for the ruined rug from his wealthy counterpart, he accepts a one-time job with high pay-off. He enlists the help of his bowling buddy, Walter, a gun-toting Jewish-convert with anger issues. Deception leads to more trouble, and it soon seems that everyone from porn empire tycoons to nihilists want something from The Dude.
Keywords: 1990s, abstract-art, absurd-humor, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, alcohol, amateur, american-mythology, answering-machine, anti-war, artist
They figured he was a lazy time wasting slacker. They were right.
Her life was in their hands. Now her toe is in the mail.
Times like these call for a Big Lebowski.
It takes guys as simple as the Dude and Walter to make a story this complicated... and they'd really rather be bowling.
(Israel, translated from Hebrew): Lebowski: Not a man, a way of life
The Dude: Fuck sympathy! I don't need your fuckin' sympathy, man, I need my fucking johnson!::Donny: What do you need that for, Dude?
Donny: Phone's ringing, Dude.::The Dude: Thank you, Donny.
Maude Lebowski: What do you do for recreation?::The Dude: Oh, the usual. I bowl. Drive around. The occasional acid flashback.
Walter Sobchak: When we make the handoff, I double back, grab one of 'em and beat it out of him! Huh?::The Dude: That's a great plan, Walter. That's fuckin' ingenious, if I understand it correctly. It's a Swiss fuckin' watch.
[Maude shows the porn video starring Bunny to the Dude]::Sherry in 'Logjammin': [on video] You must be here to fix the cable.::Maude Lebowski: Lord. You can imagine where it goes from here.::The Dude: He fixes the cable?::Maude Lebowski: Don't be fatuous, Jeffrey.
The Dude: God damn you Walter! You fuckin' asshole! Everything's a fuckin' travesty with you, man! And what was all that shit about Vietnam? What the FUCK, has anything got to do with Vietnam? What the fuck are you talking about?
Walter Sobchak: You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me. There are ways, Dude. You don't wanna know about it, believe me.::The Dude: Yeah, but Walter...::Walter Sobchak: Hell, I can get you a toe by 3 o'clock this afternoon... with nail polish. These fucking amateurs...
The Dude: Walter... what am I going to tell Lebowski?::Walter Sobchak: I told that fuck down at the league office... who's in charge of scheduling?::The Dude: Walter...::Donny: Burkhalter.::Walter Sobchak: I told that kraut a fucking thousand times that I don't roll on Shabbos!::The Dude: Walter...::Donny: They already posted it.::Walter Sobchak: Well they can *fucking unpost it*!::The Dude: Who gives a shit! They're gonna kill that poor woman, man! What am I gonna tell Lebowski?::Walter Sobchak: C'mon Dude, eventually she'll get sick of her little game and, you know, wander on back.::Donny: How come you don't roll on Saturday, Walter?::Walter Sobchak: I'm shomer shabbos.::Donny: What's that?::The Dude: Yeah, and in the meantime, what do I tell Lebowski?::Walter Sobchak: Saturday, Donny, is Shabbos, the Jewish day of rest. That means that I don't work, I don't drive a car, I don't fucking ride in a car, I don't handle money, I don't turn on the oven, and I sure as shit *don't fucking roll*!::Donny: Sheesh.::Walter Sobchak: Shomer shabbos!::The Dude: Walter, how am I going to...::Walter Sobchak: Shomer fucking shabbos.::The Dude: Oh fuck it. I'm out of here.::Walter Sobchak: Come on, Dude...::[rolls his eyes at Donny]::Walter Sobchak: Fucking BABY...::[Donny nods]
Walter Sobchak: I'm saying, I see what you're getting at, Dude, he kept the money. My point is, here we are, it's shabbas, the sabbath, which I'm allowed to break only if it's a matter of life or death...::The Dude: Will you come off it, Walter? You're not even fucking Jewish, man.::Walter Sobchak: What the fuck are you talkin' about?::The Dude: Man, you're fucking Polish Catholic...::Walter Sobchak: What the fuck are you talking about? I converted when I married Cynthia! Come on, Dude!::The Dude: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...::Walter Sobchak: And you know this!::The Dude: Yeah, and five fucking years ago you were divorced.::Walter Sobchak: So what are you saying? When you get divorced you turn in your library card? You get a new license? You stop being Jewish?::The Dude: It's all a part of your sick Cynthia thing, man. Taking care of her fucking dog. Going to her fucking synagogue. You're living in the fucking past.::Walter Sobchak: Three thousand years of beautiful tradition, from Moses to Sandy Koufax... [shouting] You're goddamn right I'm living in the fucking past!
Walter Sobchak: [shouted repeatedly while smashing a car with a crow bar]::Walter Sobchak: This is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass!::Walter Sobchak: This is what happens when you find a stranger in the Alps! [censored version]
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Topper Harley is found working as an odd-job-man in a monastery. The CIA wants him to lead a rescue mission into Iraq, to rescue the last rescue team, who went in to rescue the last rescue team who... who went in to rescue hostages left behind after Desert Storm. The President is Tug Benson, who also likes to be in on the action. Basically, it's a send-up of all the big shoot-em-up Rambo/Robocop/T2/Commando-type movies.
Keywords: accidental-death, ak-47, bare-chested-male, bow-and-arrow, character-shouts-"geronimo", clothes-ripping, comic-violence, coward, crushed-head, crushed-to-death
Just Deux it.
The mother of all sequels!
Grab your guns! It's Hot Shots Part Deux!
News Anchorman: In an emotional address at the state capitol Nebraska Governor, Paul Burmaster made a public apology for his state being so flat.
Topper Harley: Of all the missions in all the jungles you had to walk into this one.
Topper Harley: [after Ramada has been shot] For a moment there, I thought you were...::Ramada Rodham Hayman: Gabriella Sabatini? I get that all the time. It must be the nose.
Harbinger: Thank you, Topper. I can kill again! You've given me a reason to live.
Harbinger: War... it's fantastic!
Saddam Hussein: Now I will kill you until you die from it!
Ramada Rodham Hayman: I had to come. It was a sequel.
[Addressing a roomful of Japanese businessmen]::President Thomas 'Tug' Benson: It seems like only yesterday I was strafing so many of your homes. Here I am today, begging you not to make such good cars.
Topper Harley: These men have taken a supreme vow of celibacy, like their fathers, and their fathers before them...
President Thomas 'Tug' Benson: Cookie?::Col. Denton Walters: No, thank you, sir.::President Thomas 'Tug' Benson: Young lady?::Michelle Rodham Huddleston: No, thank you, sir.::President Thomas 'Tug' Benson: No, I was just offering him a young lady.
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Topper Harley, a top gun fighter pilot, is recalled to serve on the SS Essess. Topper's mission is to destroy Saddam Hussein's nuclear plants. Unfortunately, Topper is psychologically imbalanced and is sure to crack under pressure.
Keywords: air-force, aircraft-carrier, apostrophe-in-title, athlete-cameo, aviation, bad-luck, bar-fight, blockbuster, boxing-match, corgi
The mother of all movies!
There's something funny in the air.
Unprecendented! Uncut! Under 10 dollars!
Topper Harley: You have the whitest white-part-of-the-eyes I've ever seen. Do you floss?
Kent Gregory: That flying stunt today was pure madness. If there wasn't a lady present, I'd tear you apart like Christmas goose.::Topper Harley: Yeah? Well, keep it up, you'll be carrying your face home in a doggie bag.::Ramada Thompson: What is this macho thing?::Topper Harley: He started it.::Kent Gregory: Did not.::Topper Harley: Did too.::Kent Gregory: Did not.::Ramada Thompson: You're behaving like children.::Topper Harley: He's bein' a jerk.::Kent Gregory: Am not.::Topper Harley: Are too.::Kent Gregory: Am not.::Topper Harley: Are too too too too too too too too too too too...::Kent Gregory: Not not not not not not not not not...::Topper Harley: Are too times ten.::Kent Gregory: [Shoving Topper] That's it...
Admiral Benson: My eyes are ceramic. Caught a bazooka round at Little Big Horn. Or was it Okinawa? The one without the Indians.
Topper Harley: Nice place.::Ramada Thompson: It's okay. The only problem is I have a nosy landlady. Well, I guess this is goodnight.::Topper Harley: I don't want to go back.::Ramada Thompson: You don't have to. I don't want to be alone. And by the way... I can go all night, like a lumberjack!::Topper Harley: What about your landlady?::Ramada Thompson: You can do her too.
Admiral Benson: I slipped on a crab. Who put that crab there?::Lt. Commander Block: I don't see any crab, sir.::Admiral Benson: Don't tell me. There were two crabs. They work in pairs. I went to Annapolis for chrissakes!
Admiral Benson: Call down to the galley and order up some soup.::Lt. Commander Block: Yes, sir.::Admiral Benson: Ahhh... I love soup. At least I think I love soup. Blasted shell! It's either soup or duck. Which one do you shoot?::Lt. Commander Block: Duck, sir.::[Admiral Benson hits head on desk while ducking]::Lt. Commander Block: Are you alright, sir?::Admiral Benson: Of course I'm alright! Why, what have you heard?
Admiral Benson: Oh, by the way I would like to thank you for having us over for dinner the other night. Cheryl and I thought the stroganoff was marvelous.::Lt. Commander Block: But sir, we didn't have dinner the other night.::Admiral Benson: Really? Then where the hell was I? And who's this Cheryl? Bah! Doesn't matter.
Topper Harley: My father used to say that not playing to win is like sleeping with your sister. Sure she's a great piece of tail, with a blouse full of goodies, but... it's just illegal. Then you get into that whole inbred thing. Kids with no teeth who do nothing but play the banjo... eat apple sauce through a straw... pork farm animals.
Drill Sergeant #1: I don't care how many missions you've flown! I don't care how good you think you are! You're nobody, and for the next 10 days - nobody takes a crap unless I say so! Got it?
Kowalski: You're quite a guy!::Topper Harley: So are you!