Harold points to his ID. It's a beautiful story about someone who feels unnoticed, unappreciated, unloved The Creepy Guy simply goes about his business. We counted wrong, Bar I'll stop a car and I won't use my thumb
What elevates the film from a well-executed if conventional rom-com to something more resonant is the breadth of Asian-American experiences it documents, starting with the people who made it. Marcus marched into the hospital wing and slipped on a banana peel, causing everyone to laugh uncontrollably, painfully, and hysterically at the sight - even Culpeper joined in. Harold looks over to Kumar, then back at Liane Once you heard the Doo-, you just thought it was Dude. I'm a pretty good shot with a nail gun, but, uh, one day my boss, Mr. It obviously looks ridiculous. Hippie Asshole tries to pound fists with Kumar like they're all of a sudden friends.
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Look at me, I'm sitting down! She hasn't noticed Harold and Kumar yet. Suddenly, Cole's Yellow Jeep drives right by them. Harold is starting to pacify Palumbo. KUMAR cont'd So you're just gonna have to chill the fuck out, bring your work home, and prepare to get blazed, because in a couple of hours I expect both of us to be blitzed out of our skulls.
The universe tends to unfold as it should. Suddenly, we hear a "POP! KUMAR continues driving. No one laughs at a master of quack-fu" the sequence of Howard the Duck having a "brewski" at Beverly's apartment, and admitting that he was having an identity crisis: Harold gives Kumar a look-- "What the fuck are you doing? Look, just give me a dime of your finest herb. There's like, two hundred of them in this dorm.