Who says a good movie can't complain

Wilbert 2021-11-18 08:01:29

I opened the movie and couldn't see it for five minutes. I decisively thought it was a cult movie. I didn't do my homework and watching the movie was exciting. I really think this article is too weird. The two guys in the grocery store are from Indonesia. They are not racist. All Indonesians I know look like this. This voice, this movement, this weird dance makes me do it decisively. After preparing to watch the cult movie, maybe the white brawny is a big boss, these two Indonesian guys are 2B cannon fodder.

The result was reversed in an instant. The Indonesian guy turned into a black handsome boy in an instant, and let me go back to the Jedi Men’s era. The story of two poor-mouthed FBI agents who were fired by the boss and turned the tide of the tide seems to be inseparable. Then the two buddies went to pick up the gossip girl-like rich sisters. I began to look forward to seeing the scenes of these two sisters having a happy time. How to say this is also an American movie, and I am not in a Chinese movie theater. As a result, From the beginning to the end, this wish was not fulfilled.

When these two buddies changed their heads and turned into beautiful girls, I was still thundered. This is definitely not growing taller. Okay, the two beauties have directly become acromegaly patients, especially when Marcus squeezes his nose and smiles. It's too cheap, such a cheap smile, is this really Zeng Xiaoxian? It is these rich men, reporters, and rich second-generation people who worry about them. It reminds me of those Chinese costume dramas. When the heroine puts her hair in her hair and tells her to pretend to be a man, she can make a dull male pig's foot call a brother. When she discovers that she is a woman, she will be shocked and bleed. IQ.

I want to say that the most popular people are black basketball stars and fans of girls who have a strong taste. Just such a big girl can make black and hard love die alive. The muscles of the black star are really a bunker. By the way, is it a basketball player? I thought Tyson was back again. The buddies spend money, show off, and prescribe drugs, and finally play in the nightclub out of date. The most sad thing is that he gave the poor little man to the chrysanthemum. The little man has not been in a wheelchair, so he is really relaxed.

My favorite part is fighting dance. Okay, this rich girl fighting dance is too boring. See who dances together. The inter-class exercises in the second period of our Heavenly Dynasty will definitely explode you from the momentum and neatness. When the black brothers came on the field, they completely collapsed. All kinds of hip-hop movements. I always worried that the two blond hairs should not be thrown out. It is not good for the crotch to wipe the gun and get out of the fire. Love to die alive.

Although the desire to watch the fragrant scenes is not fulfilled, I have to say that the black female reporter is really good-looking. The best-looking black woman I have ever seen. It is time to let two white women play the role of a black man next time. The name is "Little Brother So Black".

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White Chicks quotes

  • [Kevin and Marcus approach the desk at the hotel, disguised as Brittany and Tiffany, respectively. "Brittany"'s fake breasts knock over multiple items on the desk]

    Kevin Copeland: Sorry. Um... um... They're new. Dr. Dorfman did an *amazing* job.

    Marcus Copeland: [squeezes "Brittany"'s breast] They feel *so* real.

    Agent Jake Harper: Hi. I, I, um... I need a credit card, please. And, and some I.D., please.

    Kevin Copeland: ["Brittany" takes "her" I.D. out of "her" handbag and realizes it has Kevin's information and photo on. "She" quickly thinks and acts offended] Credit card? I.D.? I'm *so* freakin' pissed*! First of all, I go to Dr. Dorf and he totally messes up my nose job. I ask him to make me look like Gwyneth Paltrow... I get off the surgery table looking like freakin' *Shrek*! Then I get *here*, and Mr. *Harper* makes me feel like I'm some dumb blonde with fake boobs going to a Hugh Hefner party!

    Agent Jake Harper: No, I-I didn't mean to offend you; it's just, it's... it's protocol!

    Kevin Copeland: I'm gonna have a B.F.!

    Marcus Copeland: Oh, my God... She's gonna have a bitch fit!

    Agent Jake Harper: No, no, no, d-d-don't have a-a-a B.F. now.

    Kevin Copeland: I wanna speak to your supervisor! Better yet, I'm gonna write a letter!

    Marcus Copeland: [to Harper] You are in *big* trouble!

    Kevin Copeland: [Agitated, "Brittany" grabs a pen and a sheet of paper and starts writing] Dear... Mr... Royal... Hampton. I... am... a... *white*... woman... in... America.

    Section Chief Elliott Gordon: [appears] Ladies, is there a problem here?

    Marcus CopelandKevin Copeland: Yes.

    Agent Jake Harper: No! Sir, no, no, there's... there's no problem.

    Section Chief Elliott Gordon: These are two of our VIP guests. Issue them keys. Immediately.

    Agent Jake Harper: [nods nervously] Yes, sir.

    Marcus Copeland: [to Harper] V. I. P. Learn your acronyms, okay?

    Kevin Copeland: [to Gordon after he hands the "girls" room cards] What a sweetheart!

    Section Chief Elliott Gordon: Enjoy your stay.

    Kevin Copeland: Has anyone ever told you you look *just* like Denzel Washington?

    Section Chief Elliott Gordon: [laughing] Yeah, actually I have heard it once... or twice.

    Kevin Copeland: What a beautiful chocolate man! Beautiful!

    ["Brittany" and "Tiffany" walk away giggling; Gordon and Harper exchange puzzled looks]

  • Tiffany Wilson: [Tiffany is reading the Hamptons newspaper and sees a picture of them in the paper] Oh my God! Brittany?

    Brittany Wilson: What?

    Tiffany Wilson: [shows Brittany the picture] We're on page 6!

    Brittany Wilson: No!

    Tiffany Wilson: Yeah!

    Brittany Wilson: No!

    Tiffany Wilson: Yeah!

    Brittany Wilson: NO!

    Tiffany Wilson: Yeah! Look!

    [shows her the article]

    Tiffany Wilson: "Wilson Sisters Rock Hamptons"!

    Brittany Wilson: [both girls gasp and erupt into screams] Wilsons rock! We rock!

    Tiffany Wilson: [squealing] Yes!

    Brittany Wilson: [realising that they weren't actually at the Hamptons, but were in the hotel room in New York the entire time] Wait... We weren't *in* the Hamptons this weekend!

    Brittany WilsonTiffany Wilson: [gasping]

    [in unison]

    Brittany WilsonTiffany Wilson: Oh no!

    [looking at the screen]

    Brittany WilsonTiffany Wilson: We've been cloned!