The Boondocks2005

Uncle Ruckus:
[Sees a black car pull up at the service station and comes out to greet three African-American senior citizens] Oh, hell naw! What y'all want, niggas? Hurry up! I ain't got all day!

Lord Rufus Crabmiser:
We're lookin' for a place called Woodcrest. Is this it?

Uncle Ruckus:
Maybe. Look, you want gas or not?

Lord Rufus Crabmiser:
We're lookin' for a man.

Uncle Ruckus:
Oh, yeah I bet you are. You're lookin' for the number man or the weed man or the Welfare man...

Lord Rufus Crabmiser:
Naw, the man I'm lookin' for is named Freeman. Robert Freeman.

Uncle Ruckus:
Oh, hell no! I knew it! You related to Robert Freeman?

Lord Rufus Crabmiser:
[All three look at each other] So, you know him?

Uncle Ruckus:
Yeah, I know him. But Woodcrest don't need no more coloreds. We got our colored quota filled. So y'all can just get to steppin' and get in that piece 'o sh*t car, turn it around and head it back up the road, Crusty the Coon!

Lord Rufus Crabmiser:
Why don't you just tell me where Robert is - [Slams brass knuckles against the palm of his hand] - before I put five across yo' lip, ya big black dummy?

Lady Esmeralda Gripenasty:
Yeah! Start talkin' you one-eyed, fish-eyed fool!

George Pissedofferson:
Hey, we ain't got all night, buffalo butt!

Uncle Ruckus:
I ain't scared of y'all decrepit Negroes! COME ONE! [Crabmiser advances towards and takes a swing] Aah! [Camera pans away to sounds of fists punching]