The Cookout

Security Guard:
Do you know Marquis Fontaineau?

Little Dee:
Light skin with good hair, yeah I know thim.

Little Dee's Baby:
You know my daddy!

Security Guard:
Aw hell no!

Little Dee:
Let's roll.

[drives off]

Security Guard:
[calls Marquis Fontaineau on her cell phone] Marquis, I thought you said you didn't know Little Dee. I met her. I seen her. I seen your damm baby.

Leroy:
In hockey, they hit a black puck around, why can't the puck be white.

Wes:
Well on ice, a white puck might be difficult to see.

Leroy:
I would expect you to say that.

Willie:
[discussing Mrs. Crowley] What about them nipples? She got some little raisins, or some nice big gumdrops?

Judge Crowley:
That's my wife we're talking about.

Willie:
Oh. My bad.

Nelson:
Sorry.

Judge Crowley:
Okay. Gumdrops.

Willie:
I knew it!