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Clips from Grindhouse

Short Films 2007 32 min 2,049 clips

Credits

Get in.
I mean, Padre.
Oh, shit.
He's coming after us.
Rated X.
Uh, they escaped.
I also want your balls.
I can't do it, Abby, please. Please, Abby.
Where's the shit?
...the...
- I gotta go. - Saving lives, are ya?
- What happened to your tooth?? - Fell out.
Amen.
- Still open, I see. - Oh, yeah. All night.
- Who's the first? - Right there.
I still eat here, JT.
I don't go by that name anymore.
So, you ever become that fancy doctor?
That's my jacket.
I'm going to be a stand-up comedian.
Yeah, well, it's really good seeing you again.
Little lady's looking pretty good there.
- It's high. - Bad would be 108.
and we can't cut that off.
...are my friends. My yellow friend...
It's not the radiator.
Fucking thing. Cheap!
Hey! Hey!
No!
You know, I read a statistic that said
and a deer darts out in front of you,
A missing leg that's now missing?
- Fuck! - Might cut yourself pretty good.
What do you say now, doc?
Somebody call my wife.
That's a fact. He'll take it to his grave.
Thank you, that'll be all.
Did you know she was back in town?
I didn't.
I haven't talked to her in a while.
But you've written each other?
Let me see your last three messages.
Show it to me.
That's pretty fast.
That you're a cheating, lying...
- I didn't want to hurt you. - But you did.
Because you're insane.
And I was afraid of what you might do to me...
- Dr. Block?? - What?
Where the hell are the bodies?
Wray, you stay put.
Motherfucker.
He's gone.
You motherfucker!
- No, don't touch him! - Why not?
I'm riding with you.
Damn!
I gotcha. I'll be there.
Oh, my God.
What the hell is going on?
Motherfucker! Look at me!
Look at me!
It's furry..
It's a furry one.
Then start doing it.
- Wait, my tarantula. - Bring it, let's go.
And my turtle. And my scorpion.
We're not octopuses. We can't carry everything.
Are you sure you wanna do this?
as of this moment forward, except for you, Wray.
Try not to shoot yourselves.
Go on! Get off him, Rusty!
Ehh!
Must've passed out after I killed those things.
What if it's Dad?
I love you.
Hello, baby.
Daddy!
Jesse James custom Dominator.
- Where's the top? - Baby's chopped permanently.
That's what it says on your truck.
You ought to be a comedian.
This must be the real Bone Shack.
- I like how you say fuck. - Good. Fuck you.
I was walking out on you.
- but not you, Tolo! - Sorry! I'm sorry.
- Dumb-ass. - You're gonna be all right.
Don't mention it. That's an order.
If I had known that you were...
Give him the gun, Tolo.
Everyone behind me.
Outside, now!
You fucking crazy? I'm not going out there.
Cherry!
- and you're on your last leg. - Anything else?
Remember how to ride a bike?
Useless talent number 32.