塔拉迪加之夜Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby(2006)

Ricky Bobby: I'm going fast again! Cal Naughton, Jr.: How fast is he going? Lucius Washington: 26 miles per hour. Cal Naughton, Jr.: I like to think of Jesus as a mischievous badger. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Shake and bake! Jean Girard: Is that a catchphrase or epilepsy? Jean Girard: Hakuna Matata, bitches! [repeated line] Ricky Bobby, Cal Naughton, Jr.: Shake and bake! Schoolteacher: Okay, next up is Ricky Bobby. Ricky, is your father here? 10-year-old Ricky: No, ma'am. I haven't seen my daddy in years. But, my mama say he's out racing cars, and, well, dipping his wick in anything that moves. Classmates: [Laugh at what Ricky said] Schoolteacher: Okay, kids, that's enough. Were gonna move on to Brennan. 10-Year-Old Cal: Don't pay them no mind, Ricky. 10-year-old Ricky: Thanks, Cal. Shake and Bake. You'll be my best friend forever. Cal Naughton, Jr.: I wet the bed until I was There's no shame in that. Texas Ranger: The teacher asked me what was the capital of North Carolina. I said Washington, D.C. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Bingo. Ricky Bobby: Nice. Texas Ranger: She said "No, you're wrong." I said "You got a lumpy butt." She got mad at me and yelled at me and I pissed in my pants and I never did change my pee-pants all day. I'm still sittin' in my dirty pee-pants. Cal Naughton, Jr.: I wet my bed until I was nineteen. There's no shame in that. Texas Ranger: Shut those mutts up before I cook 'em and eat 'em! Cal Naughton, Jr.: Did he just say "husband"? Herschell: Wow... Dennit hired a gay French guy as your teammate! Ricky Bobby: The room's startin to spin... cause of all the gayness. Cal... I love you [Ricky faints] 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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: Ricky! OH GOD! [from the unrated version] Ricky Bobby: Hey. I got my license taken away. That's why I'm delivering pizzas on the bus. Man on the Subway: Mothafucka, what makes you think I care? Shut the fuck up! Ricky Bobby: I- I've just been having a lot of problems lately. Man on the Subway: Problems? Don't nobody want to hear about your damn problems! Everybody's got problems! My momma just lost her leg! My cousin Pookie just lost a testicle! My dog just threw up somebody's finger! That's a problem! Ricky Bobby: I really regret opening my mouth and talking to you Jean Girard: My name is Jean Girard and I am a racing-car driver just like you except I am from Formula Un. I am the greatest one in the whole world. I have been following your career with great interest, Monsieur Bobby. Ricky Bobby: I can't understand a word you've said the whole time. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Did you eat some peanut butter or something? Ricky Bobby: Yeah, you sound like a dog with peanut butter on the roof of your mouth Jean Girard: I think what you are hearing is my accent. I am French. Ricky Bobby: You say you're French? Jean Girard: Oui. [sounds like 'We'] Ricky Bobby: We? No, we are not French. We're American, because you're in America, okay? Greatest country on the planet Jean Girard: Well, what have you given the world apart from George Bush, Cheerios, and the ThighMaster? Ricky Bobby: Chinese food? Cal Naughton, Jr.: Chinese food. Jean Girard: That's from China. Ricky Bobby: Pizza. Jean Girard: Italy. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Chimichanga. Jean Girard: Mexico. Ricky Bobby: Really, smarty-pants? What did French land give us? Jean Girard: We invented democracy, existentialism, and the blowjob. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Those are three pretty good things. Ricky Bobby: Hey. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Well that last one's pretty cool. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Abracadabra homes Cal Naughton, Jr.: So when you say psychosomatic, you mean like he could start a fire with his thoughts? Ricky Bobby: [Television commercial] I'm Ricky Bobby. If you don't chew Big Red, then fuck you. Ricky Bobby: I get emotional. You guys are workin' so hard, and I'm just so proud of you. You remind me of me, precocious and full of wonderment. Cal Naughton, Jr.: I tell you what, Ricky, you are truly blessed. These two are two in a million, just like Carley's ta-tas. You won't find another rack like that, I guarantee it. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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: Thank you, Cal. Walker: That's real sweet of you, Cal. Ricky Bobby: Cal, that's a real nice sentiment. That's about one of the nicest things you ever said. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Well, I mean it. Carley Bobby: Stop it, gonna make me cry. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Comes from the heart. Chip: I can't hold my tongue. These kids are my grandchildren and you are raising them wrong. They are *terrible* boys! Walker: Shut up, Chip, or I'll go ape-shit on your ass! Texas Ranger: I'm gonna scissor-kick you in the back of the head! Cal Naughton, Jr.: Yeah! Ricky Bobby: Yeah! Now turn up the heat! Cal Naughton, Jr.: Go on and get some, boys! Ricky Bobby: Come on! Walker: I'm ten years old, but I'll beat your ass! Texas Ranger: Chip, I'm gonna come at you like a spider monkey! Cal Naughton, Jr.: Like a spider monkey! Go on! Ricky Bobby: Chip, you brought this on, man. Walker: Greatest Generation my ass. Tom Brokaw's a punk! Chip: What is wrong with you? Texas Ranger: Chip, I'm all jacked up on Mountain Dew! Reese Bobby: [First lines in the movie and Reese is speeding] Guess how fast were going now. Lucy Bobby: [screams] I don't care, I'm having a baby! Reese Bobby: Hundred and five miles an hour, you believe that? Lucy Bobby: [in the beginning of the movie and Reese is speeding] Reese, you just passed the hospital! Lucy Bobby: [They keep on driving] The baby's coming, he's coming now! Reese Bobby: All right, all right, hold on. Lucy Bobby: Okay, but i think he might be stuck. Reese Bobby: Grab onto something. Ready? One, two, three! [He slams the brakes and we hear ricky pop out of Lucy] Lucy Bobby: It's a baby boy. Waffle House Manager: [it's career day at Ricky's school and a girl is introducing her father] I'm happy that Waffle House was okay with me coming here to talk to y'all about my day-to-day. And, y'all, that's pretty much, in a shell what it's like to manage a Waffle House. Ma'am, I don't know what else you want me to say to them. And I'm also gonna need to know where your commode's at. Schoolteacher: Okay, let's give him a round of applause. Thank you. Reese Bobby: [walks into the classroom] Excuse me, darling. I'm Reese Bobby. I'm here for career day with my son, Ricky. 10-year-old Ricky: Dad! Reese Bobby: 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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10-year-old Ricky: Ten years. Reese Bobby: Ten years? Man, I gotta lay off the peyote. [puts a cigarette in his mouth] Schoolteacher: Mr. Bobby, there's no smoking in here. Reese Bobby: Oh, it's all right, darling, I'm a volunteer fireman. Okay, I am a semi-professional racecar driver and an amateur tattoo artist. Classmates: OOO0HHHH! Reese Bobby: And the first thing you gotta learn if you're gonna be a racecar driver, is that you don't listen to losers like your know-it-all teacher here. Schoolteacher: Okay, I think that's enough. Reese Bobby: Your teacher wants you to go slow, and she's wrong because it's the fastest who get paid and it's the fastest who get laid. Classmates: [they all cheer] Frank: Will you people shut the hell up! I've got my wife trying to sleep in an oxygen tent over here! Reese Bobby: If you don't shut up I'm going to come rip a hole in that tent! Texas Ranger: Go shave your balls, you dusty old fart! Lucy Bobby: Yeah, Frank, SHUT UP! Jean Girard: My name is Jean Girard and I am a racing-car driver just like you except I am from Formula Un. I am the greatest one in the whole world. I have been following your career with great interest, Monsieur Bobby. Ricky Bobby: I can't understand a word you've said the whole time. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Did you eat some peanut butter or something? Ricky Bobby: Yeah, you sound like a dog with peanut butter on the roof of your mouth Jean Girard: I think what you are hearing is my accent. I am French. Ricky Bobby: You say you're French? Jean Girard: Oui. [sounds like 'We'] Ricky Bobby: We? No, we are not French. We're American, because you're in America, okay? Greatest country on the planet Jean Girard: Well, what have you given the world apart from George Bush, Cheerios, and the ThighMaster? Ricky Bobby: Chinese food? Cal Naughton, Jr.: Chinese food. Jean Girard: That's from China. Ricky Bobby: Pizza. Jean Girard: Italy. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Chimichanga. Jean Girard: Mexican. Ricky Bobby: Really, smarty-pants? What did French land give us? Jean Girard: We invented democracy, existentialism, and the blowjob. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Those are three pretty good things. Ricky Bobby: Hey. Cal Naughton, Jr.: That last one's pretty cool [after crashing Ricky Bobby, and Starts to speed to the Finish Line] Jamie McMurray: See You! Wouldn't wanna be You! Ricky Bobby: Dear little baby Jesus, who's sittin' in his crib watchin the Baby Einstein videos, learnin' 'bout shapes and colors. I would like to thank you for bringin' me and my moma together, and also that my kids no longer sound like retarded gang-bangers. Cal Naughton, Jr.: I wet my bed until i was No shame in that. Walker: My friends and I skipped school and we filled up a cup of pee and tried to get our neighbors dog to drink it. But he wouldn't Walker: Shut up in here I'm trying to sleep Texas Ranger: One of you turds is about to get smacked in the mouth Jean Girard: Will you be my... Katie Couric? Jean Girard: You taste of America. Ricky Bobby: Thank you. Cal Naughton, Jr.: [On the telephone] Ricky, I think your house is haunted. Ricky Bobby: Cal, that is a new house! It just has a lot of creaks and moans and groans in it! [pauses] Ricky Bobby: Why the hell am I even talking to you anyway? Ricky Bobby: If you ain't first, you're last! Susan: Ricky Bobby is not a thinker! Ricky Bobby is a driver! Ricky Bobby: [pauses] Susan, I've never heard you talk like this before! Chip: [to Ricky Bobby] Are you just going to let your sons talk to their grandfather like this? Ricky Bobby: Hell yes I am! They are winners! That is how winners talk! Carley Bobby: If we wanted two wussies, we would have named them Dr. Quinn and Medicine Woman! Ricky Bobby: [after a girl flashes him] Please be Ricky Bobby: Dear Lord baby Jesus, or as our brothers in the south call you,jesuz, we thank you so much for this bountiful harvest of Dominos, KFC, and the always delicious Taco Bell. I just want to take time to say thank you for my family. My two beautiful, beautiful, handsome stricking sons, Walker, and Texas Ranger, or TR as we call him. And of course my red hot smokin' wife Carley, who is a stone cold fox. Cal Naughton, Jr.: mmm... Ricky Bobby: Dear tiny infant Jesus... Carley Bobby: Hey, um... you know sweetie, Jesus did grow up. You don't always have to call him baby. It's a bit odd and off puttin' to pray to a baby. Ricky Bobby: Well look, I like the Christmas Jesus best, and I'm sayin grace. When you say grace, you can say it to grown up Jesus, or teenage Jesus, or bearded Jesus, or whoever you want. Ricky Bobby: Big Red... If you ain't chewin it... then f(beep) You Ricky Bobby: 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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Ricky Bobby: Well, I'm the best there is. Plain and simple, when I wake up in the morning I piss excellence. Lucius Washington: [trying to remove a knife in Ricky's leg] Let's use this knife to pry it out! Ricky Bobby: Wow. I feel like I'm in Highlander! Texas Ranger: Old man, I'm gonna come at you like a spider monkey! Ricky Bobby: How was school today, boys? Walker: I threw a bunch of Grandpa Chip's war medals off the bridge. Chip: I can't hold my tongue. These kids are my grandchildren, and you are raising them wrong Walker: Shut up Chip, or I'll go ape shit on your ass! Texas Ranger: Yeah, Chip, Momma says I should kick you in the back of the head! Cal Naughton, Jr.: Yeah! Go on and get some boys! Texas Ranger: I'm gonna come at you like a spider monkey! Walker: I may be 10 years old but I'll beat your ass! Cal Naughton, Jr.: Go and get some, boys. Texas Ranger: I'm all hopped up on Mountain Dew! Texas Ranger: I'm all jacked up on mountain dew! Texas Ranger: One of you turds is gonna get smacked in the mouth! [very last lines after the credits] Texas Ranger: Great analysis Walker Walker: Thanks Ricky Bobby: Where are you, Pepe Le Bitch? Carley Bobby: [During a fight with grandpa about the children] If we wanted us some wusses we would have named them Dr. Quinn and Medicine Woman. Ricky Bobby: From now on, it's Magic Man and El Diablo. Cal Naughton, Jr.: What does El Diablo mean? Ricky Bobby: It's like Spanish for like a fighting chicken. Ricky Bobby: I wake up in the morning and I piss excellence! Reese Bobby: There's nothing more frightening then driving with a live goddamn cougar next to you. Ricky Bobby: I wanna thank little baby Jesus, who's sittin' in his crib watchin the Baby Einstein videos, learnin' 'bout shapes and colors. Lucius Washington: Okay, we have got to get that car back onto the race track or our sponsors are gonna shit a chicken. Now I'm gonna ask you: do any of you guys wanna go fast? Ricky Bobby: I wanna go fast! Ricky Bobby: Are we gonna get it on now? 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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: I had a dream where Jesus was a dirty old bum, and I was about to sock him in the face because, well he's a dirty old bum, but then I thought, theres something special about him... Ricky Bobby: Because it was Jesus, right... Cal Naughton, Jr.: Yeah... Ricky Bobby: [while signing autographs] I'd love to sign your baby! Ricky Bobby: If you ain't first, you're last. Texas Ranger: Why, if it isn't our mangy, transient grandfather. Walker: [the boys are running around when they should be in Sunday school] ANARCHY! ANARCHY! Texas Ranger: I don't know what that means, but I LOVE it! Ricky Bobby: Wow. I feel like I'm Highlander! Jean Girard: [Jean chuckles, confused] What is the Highlander? Ricky Bobby: It's a movie. It won the Academy Award. Jean Girard: Oh for what? Ricky Bobby: Best movie ever made. Opening text: America is all about speed. Hot, nasty, badass speed. -Eleanor Roosevelt, 1936 Susan: Hi, I'm Susan. I painted the car, I... we had sex. Reese Bobby: Well, I wish I coulda been there for that. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Ricky, if you turn on the stereo, how do you control the volume on the television? Ricky Bobby: If you have the stereo on, why would you turn up the volume on the TV? Cal Naughton, Jr.: Cause I like to party. Crew Chief: Cal, Ricky's passing you. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Do you think Ricky is passing me in my self conscious? Crew Chief: No, he's actually passing you. That's happening right now. Herschell: Yeah? Well we invented the missionary position... You're welcome. PA Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, that is a new track record. As it stands now, Jean Girard is sitting on the pole, which is a statement of fact, and is in no way a comment on the driver's sexual orientation. Bill Weber: Up next on NBC, Ice Dancing to the hits of Mo-Town. Ricky Bobby: Dear 8 pounds 6 ounces baby Jesus, new born, not even spoken a word yet. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Shake~n~Bake! [puts hand out] Ricky Bobby: No. You're the Magic Man and I'm El Diablo Cal Naughton, Jr.: What does El Diablo mean? Ricky Bobby: It's like Spanish for like a fighting chicken. Susan: 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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Ricky Bobby: Wait, Dad. Don't you remember the time you told me "If you ain't first, you're last"? Reese Bobby: Huh? What are you talking about, Son? Ricky Bobby: That day at school. Reese Bobby: Oh hell, Son, I was high that day. That doesn't make any sense at all, you can be second, third, fourth... hell you can even be fifth. Ricky Bobby: What? I've lived my whole life by that! Reese Bobby: Hey shut up you little pot-licker I'll stick you in a microwave! Ricky Bobby: This sticker is dangerous and inconvenient, but I do love Fig Newtons. Ricky Bobby: Did that blow your mind, because that just happened. Ricky Bobby: I hope you have sons. Beautiful, handsome boys. Articulate, educated, and athletic. And I hope they have their legs taken from them, so you can know what this pain is like. Lucius Washington: [enraged] Don't you put that evil on me, Ricky Bobby! You are NOT paralyzed! Ricky Bobby: Nobody plays jazz at the Pit Stop! Jean Girard: Then why is the song on the jukebox? Bartender: We use it for profiling purposes. We also have the Pet Shop Boys and Seal. Jean Girard: My husband Gregory and I want what any couple wants. To retire to Stockholm and develop a currency for dogs and cats to use. Ricky Bobby: That's Dumb Jean Girard: Why is it dumb? Ricky Bobby: Nah that's dumb Ricky Bobby: Hey. I'm Ricky Bobby. When you're workin' on your mysterious lady parts and stuff, you should have the right tools too. That's why you should use... MayPax. The oficial tampon of NASCAR. Jean Girard: You spilled my macchiato! Lucius Washington: [to the crew as they are speed-changing a customer's tire] Guys! No tires! We're not a pit crew anymore, we're a car wash team. Glenn: Sorry, Lucius. Hard habit to break. Like stalking an ex-girlfriend. Race Announcer: [after a dramatic crash] Ricky Bobby appears to be unhurt, but that Wonder Bread car is toast. Texas Ranger: The teacher asked me what the capitol of North Carolina was. I said, "Washington DC." She said, "You're wrong." I said, "You have a lumpy butt." Ricky Bobby: You can't have two number ones. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Yeah, 'cause that would be eleven. Lucius Washington: Don't you put that evil on us, Ricky Bobby! Ricky Bobby: 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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Chip: Jesus was a man! He had a beard! Ricky Bobby: Slingshot: engaged. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Hey, when you have the stereo and TV on, how do you change the volume on the stereo? Ricky Bobby: Why do you have the stereo on while you're watching TV? Cal Naughton, Jr.: 'Cause I like to party. Texas Ranger: [complaining about doing community service] When do we get to stop doing this, Grandma? Lucy Bobby: Well, I don't know, honey. When are you boys going to stop tossing me the radio in the bathtub? Ricky Bobby: The room's startin' to spin... 'cause of the gayness... Cal Naughton, Jr.: I like to think of Jesus as an Ice Dancer, dressed in an all-white jumpsuit, and doing an interpretive dance of my life. Reese Bobby: Yep, I guess things are just about perfect... it's making me feel kind of itchy... Ricky Bobby: How 'bout we go get kicked out of an Applebee's? Ricky Bobby: I've sent in my application to the Real World. So I'm hoping to hear back from that. I'm putting A LOT of my eggs into that basket, the MTV basket. I'm also thinking about getting a gun, and dealing crack. Being a crack dealer. Not like a mean crack dealer, but like... like a nice one. Kinda friendly like, "hey, what's up guys? Want some crack?" I'm just waiting on those two things to flesh themselves out. Cal Naughton, Jr.: Remember that time in tenth grade when we got kicked out of class for playing with Matchbox cars? Who's the retard now? Ricky Bobby: I will not shake your hand, but I will give you this [kisses Jean Girard] Ricky Bobby: Where are you Pepe Le Bitch? Ricky Bobby: Holding hands with a man makes me terribly uncomfortable. Jean Girard: It's a sign of affection in many countries. Ricky Bobby: Well, not here. Jean Girard: It is not sexual in any way. My erection has nothing to do with you. Reese Bobby: [Sees his son for the first time in a long time] Ricky! How long has it been, three months? 10-year-old Ricky: Ten years. Reese Bobby: Woah, I better lay off the peyote! Susan: 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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It's because it's what you love, Ricky. It is who you were born to be. And here you sit. Thinking. Well, Ricky Bobby is not a thinker. Ricky Bobby is a driver. He is a doer, and that's what you need to do. You don't need to think. You need to drive. You need speed. You need to go out there, and you need to rev your engine. You need to fire it up. You need to grab ahold of that line between speed and chaos, and you need to wrestle it to the ground like a demon cobra. And then, when the fear rises up in your belly, you use it. And you know that fear is powerful, because it has been there for billions of years. And it is good. And you use it. And you ride it; you ride it like a skeleton horse through the gates of hell, and then you win, Ricky. You WIN! And you don't win for anybody else. You win for you, you know why? Because a man takes what he wants. He takes it all. And you're a man, aren't you? Aren't you? 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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Ricky Bobby: Susan, I've never heard you talk like that... Are we about to get it on? Because I'm as hard as a diamond in an ice storm right now. Ricky Bobby: Dear Lord Baby Jesus, I want to thank you for this wonderful meal, my two beautiful son's, Walker and Texas Ranger, and my Red-Hot Smokin' Wife, Carley Carley Bobby: [raises hands] Woo! Cal Naughton, Jr.: Mhmm! Walker: [Along with Texas Ranger] Ow. Cal Naughton, Jr.: There is something I want to get off my chest. It's about that summer, when you went away to community college. I got an offer to do Playgirl Magazine, and I did it. I did a full spread for Playgirl Magazine. I mean spread man, I pulled my butt apart and stuff. I was totally nude. it was weird, I... I mean you probably didn't hear about it because I went under the name of Mike Honcho. But I just wanted you to know that. If you can hear me, if it got into your brain somehow. That I spread my buttcheeks as Mike Honcho. Cal Naughton, Jr.: I like to picture Jesus in a tuxedo T-Shirt because it says I want to be formal, but I'm here to party. Ricky Bobby: I'm just a big hairy American winning machine, you know? Ricky Bobby: [extending middle finger] Losing is never fun, but here's a little something to keep your spirits up. It's real nice, I got it at Target. It was on sale. Larry Dennit, Jr.: That little obscene gesture is going to cost us a bundle. Ricky Bobby: With all due respect, I didn't realize you'd gotten experimental surgery to get your balls removed. Lucy Bobby: So how was your day driving with you father? Ricky Bobby: Well let's see. I got mauled by a cougar, my Crystal Gayle shirt is ruined, and I didn't learn dick about driving. Other than that, it was great. Ricky Bobby: Hi. I'm Ricky Bobby. If you don't chew Big Red, then fuck you. Reese Bobby: [When introduced to his grandsons for the first time... ever] I'm gonna need a DNA test before I recognize them as my grand kids Reese Bobby: [Moments after recieving a barrage of insults from Texas Ranger] Okay... They're my grandkids Jean Girard: Now it is time for the matador to dance with the blind shoe-maker! Jean Girard: Aaaaah, Ricky Bobby! Now we shall dance. And yes, it will be a slow jam. Ricky Bobby: While people try to restrain him: get back, I'll windmill ya. Cal Naughton, Jr.: I like to think of Jesus like with giant eagles wings, and singin' lead vocals for Lynyrd Skynyrd with like an angel band and I'm in the front row and I'm hammered drunk! 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

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: Hey there, Popeye! Ricky Bobby: It felt like I was on a spaceship... Ricky Bobby: This is Ricky Bobby. Cal Naughton, Jr.: And I'm Cal Naughton Junior. Ricky Bobby: Urging you not to go to Tijuana. Texas Ranger: Aw, Grandma, not my prison shank! Ricky Bobby: [running around on the track in his underwear] Help me Jesus! Help me Jewish God! Help me Allah! AAAAAHHH! Help me Tom Cruise! Tom Cruise, use your witchcraft on me to get the fire off me! Ricky Bobby: Hey. I'm Ricky Bobby. Christmas is right around the corner. And what better gift to give a loved one, than the Jackhawk Avaible at WalMart. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制

塔拉迪加之夜 (2006)

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亚当·麦凯

威尔·法瑞尔

盖瑞·科尔

简·林奇

杰森·戴维斯

Jake Johnson

Lorrie Bess Crumley

Luke Bigham

Austin Crim

迈克·克拉克·邓肯

约翰·C·赖利

大卫·科恩查内

Ian Roberts

杰克·麦克布瑞尔

John D. King

帕特·亨格尔

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