Five Reasons Why Wesley Snipes is a Badass

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5. Nino Brown in New Jack City (1991)


*Sit* your five-dollar ass down before I make change. 


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“I never liked you anyway, pretty motherfucka!”

In the late 1980’s, crack-cocaine was introduced to the rough New York City streets. Nino Brown (Wesley Snipes) is a cold-blooded and bad-to-the-bone mastermind who, with the help of his Cash Money Brothers gang, dominates the NYC drug game. Brown is a pragmatic and emotionless boss who has little to no patience for anyone, wether they be friend or foe. If you don’t believe me that Nino Brown is one ice-cold mofo, then check out these quotes from “New Jack City” and tell me that Brown wouldn’t make you tinkle in your trousers.


Nino Brown on Romance.

“That fucking skeezer- you think I give a fuck about her? Fuck that ho bitch! I don’t give a fuck about her! Get the fuck out of here!”

Nino Brown on fixing relationship issues. 

“Cancel dat bitch! I’ll buy a new one!”

Nino Brown’s take on what it means to be a ‘Wing Man.’

“I know damn well ain’t nobody sucked your shriveled-up dick.”

Nino Brown discusses the facets of his business model.

“Yeah, we takin’ over the Carter. We gon’ bum rush the whole damn thing. Now if the tenants cooperate, oh, it’ll be lovely; they’ll be loyal customers. If not, fuck it, it’ll be like in Beirut- they’ll be live-in hostages.”

Nino Brown’s thoughts on politics and the American Justice System.

“I’m not guilty. You’re the one that’s guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Colombian drug lords, all you who lobby against making drugs legal. Just like you did with alcohol during Prohibition. You’re the one who’s guilty. I mean, c’mon, let’s kick the ballistics here: ain’t no Uzi’s made in Harlem. Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing is bigger than Nino Brown. This is big business. This is the American way.”

Still don’t see the Badass-ness? Well, put some potty pads where you plan to place your posterior and prepare to be pissed.

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