Mr. Omar Quote #61

Quote from Mr. Omar in Everybody Hates Back Talk

Julius: Hey, Mr. Omar.
Mr. Omar: Oh, hey, Mr. Julius. Unfortunately, I'm here to give my 19-day notice.
Julius: You moving out?
Rochelle: Mm, no, more like moving on.
Mr. Omar: Where you going?
Mr. Omar: Well, that's the great mystery of life, isn't it, Mr. Julius? Where do we go when we die?
Julius: Dying? Mr. Omar, that's terrible.
Mr. Omar: Oh, no, it's not. 'Cause for the next 19 days, I'm gonna be living it up! [laughs] Pass me the meatballs.

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Quote from Mr. Omar

Mr. Omar: Um, I was wondering had you rented my apartment yet.
Julius: You forgot to say, "bald-headed skinflint."
Mr. Omar: Yeah. About that, I just wanted to say I'm very sorry.
Julius: Whatever. What difference is it to you whether I rented the place anyway? Won't you be dead?
Mr. Omar: Uh, no, no. Uh, turned out, there was a mistake. I got Mr. Watkins' prognosis, and he got mine.
Julius: Who is Mr. Watkins?
Mr. Omar: He's the guy that's dying instead of me. [chuckles] Yeah, misdiagnosed with a terminal condition by a doctor with a nearsighted nurse. Tragic. Tragic!

Quote from Mr. Omar

Mr. Omar: Hey, aloha, Mr. Julius.
Julius: You can't have all these people in the hallway.
Mr. Omar: What you gonna do about it? I'm dying.
Julius: Mr. Omar, these people are turning my house into a fire hazard.
Mr. Omar: Well, with all that asbestos in the walls and ceiling, you ain't got to worry about no fire. It's the asthma that's gonna kill you.
Julius: Excuse me?
Mr. Omar: You're cheap! You're a bald-headed, penny-pinching skinflint.
Julius: Watch yourself, Mr. Omar.
Mr. Omar: What's to watch?! I'm dying.

Quote from Rochelle

Chris: Mom, I didn't eat all the dinner by myself. I shouldn't have to clean it all up by myself.
Rochelle: I don't wear all the clothes, but I wash them by myself. I don't sleep in all the beds in this house, but I make them up by myself. I don't pee in all of the toilets in this house by myself...!
Chris: Mom, Drew and Tonya sitting right there doing nothing. Why can't they help?
Rochelle: Because I told you to do it. Now I don't want to hear no more back talk. Now clean this mess up.
Chris: No. I'm not gonna do it.
Rochelle: Lord, please help me before I knock this boy's neck off. Eight, nine, t- ten!
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I wouldn't see a woman that perplexed again until Palin found out her daughter was knocked up.
Rochelle: Now are you gonna clean up this table or do I need to tell your father?