Jimmie 'JJ' Walker: Striker

Guyver

Striker

[last lines]
[Striker, in Zoanoid form, is smoking behind Col. Castle, both watching Sean and Mizky leaving together]
Striker: Mm, mm, mm.
[Col. Castle plucks the cigarette from Striker's jaws]
Col. Castle: [indicating sign] No smoking!
[Castle takes a dramatic step forward; Striker follows, looking at him over Castle's shoulder]
Col. Castle: I've got a job for you.
Striker: [softly] Ahh. Dyn-o-miiiiiite!

Striker: [leaping over a wall] Geronimo!
[... onto a movie set]
Striker: [roars]
Scream Queen: [starts continuous scream]
Striker: [softly] Oh, chill, mama, shh! Cut it out! Take it easy! You gotta be quiet! My bo...
Scream Queen: [scream continues]
Striker: My boss is right there. Shh! Shh! Hey, chill, cool! Bruisin', killin', crusin'! Shh!
Scream Queen: [stops screaming, now angry]
Striker: Hey, yo...
Director: Cut!
Striker: Yo! Where the *hell* am I?
Scream Queen: Hey, that is *not* *your* *cue*! *You* stepped on *my* scream!
Striker: [cowering] Huh?
Director: No. No, no, no, no, no. *You're* not afraid of her *her*; *she* is afraid of *you*.

Striker: Yo girl, you've got to lern how to recycle.
Weber: Yeah? Recycle this
[swears at Striker]
Striker: [Rapping] Yo mama, why you wanna be so crude? You must think of me as one rude dude. But you're the one with the sugar and spice, so why don't you just act real nice?

[Striker raps as the gets ready to fight The Guyver]
Striker: I've been lookin' high, I've been lookin' low / For the Guyvin' jivin' thing to show / And now this punk's become a hunk / When all along he's had the soul / Well, let me just tell you one thang / I'm gonna boot that thing with the Guyver name / I'm gonna make you crawl and gonna make you sing / 'Cause I want that Guyvin' jivin' thing / Boyee.
The Guyver: Then come and get me.

Lisker: Where is the Guyver?
[Sean strikes his kung-fu pose, eyes closed]
Striker: What the hell's he doin'?
[Sean breathes heavily]
Striker: Watch out, I'll take care of this thing.
Sean Barker: [to himself] Come on.
Mizky Segawa: Look out! Sean! Oh!
[Striker knocks Sean down]
Striker: Dissed you, homie!
Mizky Segawa: Don't hurt him! He doesn't know a thing!
Lisker: [hits Mizky] Shut up!
Sean Barker: [yelling] Leave her alone! I *do* know!
Sean Barker: [gets up, feels a pulsing at the back of his neck, and snaps to focus] I am the Guyver!

Director: Look. Look, look, look, look, look. You're the big boogedy monster.
Striker: Boogedy monster.
Director: All we want you to do is jump over the wall...
Striker: Jump.
Director: ...land down here, go, "I'm gonna get you, I'm gonna get you," she can scream, she gets scared a lot, and that's it. It's that simple.
Striker: [to makeup woman touching up his shoulder] Hey, what's you - hey, what's you doin' man?
Director: [to makeup woman] You missed a spot right there.
Striker: And get off me!
Director: Now look, come on, the suit looks great. You look terrific, but I need you to be more... more *terrifying*! You're a monster.
Striker: Terrifying.
Director: I need you to play this with- with...
Striker: What? What?
Director: With truth. Can you do that?
Striker: Oh, right on.
Director: [check's shooting scehdule] Yeah, yeah, yeah, we've got to go. All right, back to one. We gotta get to the car chase before lunch. Come on, you can do it. All right, everybody, we're sitting on a powder keg. We have *got* to move! We have *got* to go, right now.
[Director bumps into guy in a fish-monster suit, does a double-take to where he last saw Striker]