the prison shyt is just one hilarious quotable after another.
Big Al serving the pork chops in the cafeteria:
Big Al: COME ON, ALL YOU DEBUTANTS! GOT A ONCE-A-YEAR DEAL ON POAKCHOPS! SWEET THING! THIS shyt'LL MAKE A MAN IMPOTENT, BUT YOU AIN'T GOIN TO NO PROM SOON! HA, HA, HA! SO, EAT UP, FOLKS, EAT UP!
(drops struggle porkchop onto Cyclone's tray)
Cyclone: shyt, man!
Ain't nothin but fat on that bone.
Gimme another chop.
Big Al: Hate like hell to disappoint your gods, "bro"
, but unless you got a carton of smokes, no seconds.
Cyclone: MOTHAfukkA!
Big Al: Tsk, tsk, tsk, nnnn! (touches his face)
Allah is blushing!
Cyclone: I ain't no Moslem, man.
Big Al: Alright.
Hey, how about a lil wager on this weekend's game?
Cyclone: YOUR ODDS STINK, AND I AIN'T MOVIN TIL I GET ANOTHER CHOP.
Big Al: Move on n----r before I carpet my cell with your black skin.
Cyclone's mans: (steps forward)
Hey, mothaf-- (Cyclone stops him)
C.O.: Alright, what's the holdup?
(to Cyclone) Johnson, move it!
Cyclone: (at C.O.)
(resumes his attention at Al)
PUNK-ASS MOTHAfukkA! (drops tray and walks away in disgust)
Big Al: