Ein ausgekochtes Schlitzohr

Ein ausgekochtes Schlitzohr
Welcher Film schießt einem in den Kopf beim Anblick eines Trans Am der zweiten Generation?
Ein Hauptgrund für den Bekanntheits- und Beliebtheitsgrad für die zweite Generation der Firebirds und Trans Ams dürfte mit Sicherheit der Kinofilm "Ein ausgekochtes Schlitzohr", im Original "Smokey and the Bandit" sein. Den Inhalt des Filmes kennt sicherlich so ziemlich jeder F-Body-Fan, weshalb ich mir nun eine Inhaltsangabe spare... :o) Etwas gibts aber dennoch zu lesen:

Hier ein paar nette Ausschnitte aus Smokey And The Bandit - ein ausgekochtes Schlitzohr:

Buford T. Justice: Give me a diablo sandwich, a Dr. Pepper, and make it quick, I'm in a god-damn hurry!

[Communicating through the C.B. radio]
Bandit: Sheriff, uh, Buford T. Justice, please.
Buford T. Justice: Who there?
Bandit: This is Bandit Darville talkin'.
Buford T. Justice: Where are you, you sombitch?
Bandit: Before I tell you where I am, Sheriff, there's just one thing I wanna say. You must be part coon dog, 'cause I've been chased by the best of them, and son, you make 'em look like they're all runnin' in slow motion. I just wanna say that.
Buford T. Justice: Well, thank you, Mr. Bandit. And as the pursuer, may I say you're the goddamnedest pursuee I've ever pursued. Now that the mutual bullshit is over, WHERE ARE YOU, YOU SOMBITCH?

Cledus Snow: Atlanta to Texarkana and back in twenty eight hours? That ain't never been done before.
Bandit: That's cause *we* ain't never done it.
Cledus Snow: Suppose we don't make it?
Bandit: Hey, we ain't never not made it before, have we?

Carrie: Don't you ever take off that stupid hat?
Bandit: I take my hat off for one thing, one thing only.
Carrie: Oh...
[beat]
Carrie: Take your hat off.
[Bandit looks stunned]
Carrie: I mean, If you want to...
Bandit: I want to.

Carrie: I think I'm in love with your belt buckle.

[after kicking one of the car thieves in the rear]
Buford T. Justice: That's an attention-getter.
Junior: My hat blew off, daddy.
Buford T. Justice: I hope your goddamn head was in it.
Buford T. Justice: Nobody, and I mean NOBODY makes Sheriff Buford T. Justice look like a possum's pecker.
Junior: Except for that...
Buford T. Justice: Shut your ass.

Sheriff Branford: The fact that you are a sheriff is not germane to the situation.
Buford T. Justice: The god damn Germans got nothin' to do with it.

Bandit: Well, go girl, go!
Carrie: [She is driving] I'm goin' I'm goin! I got the metal to the petal and the thing to the floor!

Buford T. Justice: I saw that, you sombitch. You did that on purpose. You're going away till you're gray. I got the evidence.
Buford T. Justice: [speaks to Junior] Put the evidence in the car
Junior: But daddy.
Buford T. Justice: Put the *evidence* in the car.
[speaking to trucker again]
Buford T. Justice: I'm gonna barbeque your ass in molasses.

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