- Wallace: Man, whoever invented these, yo these are off the hook. Motherfucker got the bone all the way OUT the damn chicken. 'Till he came along, niggas be chewin' on drumsticks and shit, gettin' they fingers all greasy 'till he said "leave the bone" -- figured out some way to make real money.
- Poot: You think the man got paid?
- Wallace: Who?
- Poot: The man who invented these. [Holds up Chicken McNuggets]
- Wallace: Shiiit, he richer than a motherfucker.
- D'Angelo: Why? Did he get a percentage?
- Wallace: Uh... why not?
- D'Angelo: Nigga, please. The man who invented them things - just some sad ass down at the basement of McDonald's, thinking up some shit to make money for the real players.
- Poot: Naw, man that ain't right.
- D'Angelo: Fuck "right" -- it ain't about "right". It's about money. Now you think Ronald McDonald gonna go down to that basement and say, "Hey Mr. Nugget, you the bomb! We sellin' chicken faster than you can tear the bone out, so I'ma write my clowney-ass name on this fat ass cheque for you!"... Shiiit. And the nigga who invented them things, he still workin' in the basement for regular wage thinkin' up some shit to make the fries taste better or some shit like that. Believe...
- Wallace: Still had the idea though...
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