Reminds me of why I'm here in the first place. A quest is nothin' if you got no one to brag about it too, will never reach the end if you're only doing it for yourself. Me, I'm doing it for a girl I had to leave behind, just to get this far. Now I gotta go a little further to get back to her. All I…
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David Gordon Green
David Gordon Green (born April 9, 1975) is an American filmmaker. He has directed dramas such as George Washington (2000), All the Real Girls (2003), and Snow Angels (2007), as well as the thriller Undertow (2004), all of which he wrote or co-wrote. In 2008, he transitioned into comedy, directing the films Pineapple Express (2008), Your Highness and The Sitter (both 2011), as well as episodes of the HBO comedy Eastbound & Down (2009–13). In 2013, he returned to his more dramatic roots with the independent films Prince Avalanche and Joe. Since then, he has directed the films Manglehorn (2014), Our Brand Is Crisis (2015), Stronger (2017), and episodes of the television comedy-drama Red Oaks (2014–2017), on which he also serves as executive producer. Green directed the eleventh installment in the Halloween franchise, which he co-wrote with frequent collaborator Danny McBride, and which takes place forty years after the events of the original 1978 film. 2Background Green, one of four children, was born in Little Rock, Arkansas, and grew up in Richardson, Texas. His mother, Jean Ann (née Hunter), was a Lamaze instructor, and his father, Hubert Gordon Green, Jr., was a medical school dean. Green attended Richardson High School, the University of Texas at Austin, and the University of North Carolina School of the Arts, where he studied film directing. He currently lives in Charlesto
Oddly enough, the people here aren't that different from the ones back home, when you get past the lack of interest in real sports, and the need to have yellow rice at every fuckin' meal.
Chapter One, continued. More of what I was just saying...Never in a million years would I imagine myself being in Mexico. After all, who would? Most Mexicans spend the bulk of their day just trying to get out, so you can hardly blame foreigners like myself for not thinkin' about gettin' in.
But to capture the heart of one of your teachers, and take her away from you forever. So at this time I would like the beautiful, the forgiving, the talented, big-chested art teacher, to please step forward.
Can't help but notice how much they stick together, too. I mean, when you see Mexicans in the States you think, 'oh, there's a group of Mexicans, doin' Mexican things together', but here you see that it's not just because they talk the same language, and are all Catholic. Family means a lot to these…
I learned a lot down in Mexico. I learned that sometimes to be the man, you gotta beat the man. I learned the grass is not always greener. I learned that adversity's sweet milk. That's philosophy, April.
Well, I wouldn't want to ruin a sale, huh? Guess you guys got to make those commissions to be able to buy all the goddamn...the FUBU, and the Oshkosh B'gosh, and the shit the baby's gonna be wearing. Hey, potential home buyers. Hope ya'll know there were a lotta rapes that happened in this house.
Do I have all the attentions of everyone? Attentions please. For those of y'all who do not know who I am, my name is Kenny Powers. And as fucked-up and weird as it may seem, I used to be a teacher here. But now I return to you. A victor, a champion, a man who has defeated the face of Mexican…
It's like goddamn Cocktoberfest in here. I'm excited too, but let's not touch dicks, alright.
It's no mystery that ass has always been tits' greatest enemy. It's almost like a Muslim-Jewish thing, but with tits and ass.
There's gonna be an ass-ton of crabs, lobsters, wine, Bartles & Jaymes, corn on the cob, fuckin’ booger sugar.
I'm wearing all black. Outlaws wear black. Fags and cocaine dealers wear white.
Gross! You're crop-dusting my whole entire bedroom with your pubes right now. Don't be sorry, dude. Just cover up that marble sack.
If I had to choose, I mean historically, I've always considered myself to be a tit man.
Is that my thong? Oh, dude no way! You do not go in my drawers and take out a pair of my chones. That is a big no-no!
Once again I'm with the hottest chick in town, buyin' the most expensive fashions, dinin' in the fanciest food places, riding around on goddamn jet skis. Rainin' trim. Hallucinogens. Jet skis again. Throwin' heat. And getting laid.
Yeah Stevie, I'm pretty sure the guy I'm looking for didn't direct the fucking Blair Witch Project. Just forget you ever heard the name Eduardo Sanchez. Forget that he supposedly lives in a village near here. Forget that he is not Mexican, but a gringo.
If you've got something you want to say, then just say it. You can save us a lot of time with this fuckin’ pointless history lesson in this goddamn creepy, uninmpressive, fuckin’ hall. I don't like it in here. It's gross.
Did this tale end the way I thought it would? Probably not. But as long as I win, who gives a shit?
Why would you do this to me? Here this whole time I thought you were the whore with a heart of gold. Instead you're just a whore with a real whore's heart.