Marlon Wayans credited as playing...
Loc Dog
- [while filling out job application]
- Loc Dog: Name: Loc Dog, baby. Height: Six-deuce! Age: 19. Father's name: mmm... I dunno. Sex: hell yeah, nigga! Salary desired: 3 million dollars! Cash!
- Loc Dog: Hey! Ms. Lady Bitch, I'm talking to you. How much for this candy bar?
- Korean Woman: Das five dala!
- Loc Dog: Five dollars? Damn! I better get some sucky-sucky with that! Love me long time or something?
- Child Support Man: Say man, don't be giving that little kid no alcohol.
- Loc Dog: You ain't his daddy.
- Child Support Man: I ain't?... Dashiki!
- [banging on her front door]
- Child Support Man: Bitch, you better give me back my child support money!
- Ashtray: [about Dashiki] She wants me.
- Loc Dog: Why you keep wasting your time with that trick? Tellin' you, you need someone with some class. Someone you can take home to step-mama. You know what I'm trying to say? Get yourself a real woman.
- [he looks across the yard at a woman who is guzzling an entire forty]
- Loc Dog: A real woman. Hey, Tray, you see that bitch over there?
- Ashtray: I see her.
- Loc Dog: Now, *that's* a lady. I bet you I can get her number.
- Ashtray: Nigga, you ain't getting nobody's number.
- Loc Dog: Fool, watch me.
- [walks over to the woman and smiles at her]
- Loc Dog: Hey, sweetheart.
- [pulls his gun out of his waistband and points it at her head]
- Loc Dog: Break you'self! Gimme your goddamn number! Come on! Hurry up! Come on!
- [she frantically writes her number down and gives it to him; he lowers his gun]
- Loc Dog: Cool, cool, cool. So, um, I'm gonna give you a call about 5:00 all right?
- [when she doesn't respond, he points the gun at her head again]
- Loc Dog: I said, all right?
- A.K.: Y-Y-Yeah, yeah.
- Loc Dog: All right, sweetheart. Take care of yourself, all right?
- [he walks away and holds up the number so Ashtray can see it]
- Loc Dog: I told you I'd get her number!
- Dave the Crackhead: Man, can you give directions to Grimshaw, man?
- Loc Dog: Fool, you better get yo crusty behind away from me!
- Dave the Crackhead: Man, I'll suck yo dick, man!
- Loc Dog: What did you say to me?
- Dave the Crackhead: I'll suck yo... dick, man!
- [Loc Dog gives him a mean look]
- Loc Dog: [moments later, a zipping sound is heard] Aw, man. Aight, so what you wanna do, my man, go to the corner, go about three blocks down, and make a right.
- Loc Dog: Well, I can see how a pretty little woman like yourself can make a man a little sick- I mean, nervous!