Big Money Rustlas (2010)

Jamie Madrox: Raw Stank

Quotes 

• Raw Stank : You platypus lookin motha fucka!

• Dirty Sanchez : You guys look like Laurel and Hardy on crack.

  Raw Stank : Man, my hair ain't even red, bitch! That joke ain't funny!

• Big Baby Chips : So, Mr. Stank...

  Raw Stank : Yeah.

  Big Baby Chips : You still in love with that whore?

  Raw Stank : Man, I kiss one horse, man, and y'all are still trippin'.

  Big Baby Chips : I said "whore", not "horse".

  Raw Stank : Who, Miss Angel?

  Big Baby Chips : Yeah.

  Raw Stank : Yeah, I fingered her a couple times.

  Big Baby Chips : Well, I suppose I did as well.

  Raw Stank : Huh?

• Sheriff Fred Freckles : Of course you know there are no guns allowed within Mud Bug city limits...

  Big Baby Chips : Yeah? So?

  Raw Stank : So motherfuckin' what, man?

  Dusty Poot : Yeah, so the BUCK what?

  Sheriff Fred Freckles : Well, it's just that I'm gonna have to ask you to hand over your weapons to me.

  [entire saloon breaks out in laughter, then quiets down] 

  Sheriff Fred Freckles : I'm being serious now.

  Big Baby Chips : Oh, okay, sheriff.

  [brings out his pistol for him to take] 

  Big Baby Chips : Here you go.

  Sheriff Fred Freckles : Thank you.

  [as he reaches for it, Big Baby immediately flips it over and shoots Freckles' hat off his head, saloon laughs again] 

  Big Baby Chips : You know, if you weren't so damn entertaining, I'd have to KILL yo' ass!

• Raw Stank : Give him his motherfuckin' money, you platypus-lookin' motherfucker!

• Raw Stank : Man, I hate you, motherfucker! I hate you!

• Raw Stank : [while the two are in jail]  Man, this is some straight up bullshit, man! Just wait 'til Big Baby come up in here and fuck you up, Sugar Waffle!

  Dusty Poot : Yeah, he gon' bust yo' ass!

  Raw Stank : And what's up on getting something to eat up in this bitch? I can't get no motherfuckin' rabbit? No squirrel stew? Nothin'?

  Dusty Poot : Can a killa get a hot dog? Or maybe a frog at the end of that bitch-ass stick you wieldin'?

  Raw Stank : And what's up on my motherfuckin' phone call?

  Dusty Poot : Bitch! They ain't even invented phones yet!

  Raw Stank : Not even the wind-up ones?

• Raw Stank : MY FACE IS ON FIRE!

• Bucky : [being held at gunpoint by Stank, Poot and Hack]  Guys, what about me? Can I go? These guys are going.

  Raw Stank : No, we gon' keep yo' ass to send a motherfuckin' message to Sugar Waffle!

  Bucky : Oh, that's great news! I take good dictation!

  Dusty Poot : Good! Well, tell him we said this, bitch!

  [the three open fire] 

• Raw Stank : We'll see you in ten. Any false moves before then, you'll be dead. I mean, you dead already, motherfucker, but before they square off, you'll be dead sooner!

• Raw Stank : [after his belt buckle is shot and his pants drop]  Huh?

• Raw Stank : Listen up, people! We got a special treat for y'all! Here, at the Mud Bug Hootenanny Hoedown!

  Dusty Poot : Playin' the twin-barrel machine guns with that sweeeeeet salsa twist...

  Raw Stank : Ya' big homie...

  Dusty Poot : The one, the only...

  Raw Stank : [in unison with Poot]  ... Big Baby Chips!

  Big Baby Chips : [emerges from inside the piano with machine gun in each hand]  THE WICKED CLOWNS WILL NEVER DIE, MUTHAFUCKAS!