8 Mile (film)

2002 film directed by Curtis Hanson

8 Mile is a 2002 film about a young white rapper participating in a freestyle rap contest.

Directed by Curtis Hanson. Written by Scott Silver.
Every Moment is a Chance to Turn it Around. taglines

Jimmy "B-Rabbit" Smith Jr. edit

  • Do you ever wonder at what point when you gotta just say "fuck it" man? Like when you gotta stop living up here and start living down here?
  • Who told you I was a "dope rapper?"
  • Ward, I think you were a little hard on the Beaver. So was Eddie Haskell, Wally and Ms. Cleaver.
  • You ain't the future of shit, bitch. You're just David fuckin' Porter.
  • If something needs to happen with this shit, it needs to happen now.
  • So what, at least I got a fuckin' job.
  • Mom, you gotta stop living your life like this.
  • You're a maggot. You can't hack it. Paul's a gay. You're a faggot.
  • That "Leave It To Beaver" line almost killed me.
  • Man, that's all we ever do man is talk shit. (imitating Sol) We need to get fine bitches and phat rides. (imitating Iz) No what we need to do is put our money in savings bonds. (imitating Future) No what we need to do is get our songs on JLB. Man shut the fuck up! None of us never do shit about nothing. We're still broke as fuck and live at home with our moms!
  • My Motto: Fuck Lotto. I will get the seven digits from your mother for a dollar tomorrow.
  • This guy ain't no motherfucking MC.
    I know everything he is about to say against me.
    I am white. I am a fucking bum.
    I do live in a trailer with my mom.
    My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.
    I do have a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob
    who shoots his self in his leg with his own gun.
    I did get jumped by all six of you chumps.
    And Wink did fuck my girl.
    I'm still standing here
    screaming "Fuck the free world!"
    Don't ever try to judge me dude.
    You don't know what the fuck I've been through,
    but I know something about you!
    You went to Cranbrook. That's a private school!
    Whats the matter, dawg? You embarrassed?
    This guy is a gangster? His real name's Clarence.
  • Fuck the beat,I'll go acapella
  • I'm a piece of fucking white trash,I say it proudly
  • Fuck this battle. I don't wanna win, I'm outtie
  • Here tell these people something they don't know about me. (tosses microphone)

Future edit

  • DJ! Spin that shit!
  • You know what, do what the fuck you wanna do, 'cause I don't give a shit any more.
  • Free comes with a dick up your ass.
  • Rip it baby, rip it!

Sol edit

I ain't getting back in that piece of shit. It's a death trap. Fuckstard.

Cheddar Bob edit

  • Fuck Cheddar Bob!
  • Fuck the free world!

Free World members edit

  • Wink said you lived in a trailer park. We didn't believe him so we had to see for ourselves.
  • [After giving Jimmy a beatdown in retaliation for attacking Wink. A member holds out a gun, cocks it and points at Jimmy sitting down] You know, I could end your shit right now.

Dialogue edit

Alex: It's almost beautiful.
Jimmy Smith Jr: When I was younger, I always wanted to live in a house like this, like what it used to be.

Jimmy Smith Jr; Future: [DJ Iz is rambling on about the abandoned houses in Detroit and Jimmy and Future look at each other all confused] What the fuck is he talking about?

DJ Iz: That's why brothers need to sign themselves a deal. I'm telling you record labels supply niggas with the kind of benefits they need.
Sol: Dawg. We sign us a deal you can take the motherfucking benefits, we're talking Bentley's and Benjamins not Blue Cross and Blue Shield.
Future: Look to tell you all niggas the truth, I don't give a fuck about none of that. I just wanna hit 31 and a 3rd on the box you know what I'm saying? One of them strong songs on JLB.
DJ Iz: No what we need to do is save that shit up and put it into some savings bonds every week, stack it and build our own studio.
Future: Savings Bonds?
Sol: [to DJ] Let me ask you a question Dawg. How the fuck are we brothers? We need fine bitches and fat rides, not no goddamn savings bonds.
Jimmy Smith Jr: Man that's all we ever do is talk shit!
[imitating Sol]
Jimmy Smith Jr: "We need to get fine bitches and fat rides",
[imitating DJ]
Jimmy Smith Jr: "No, what weed to do is put our money in savings bonds",
[imitating future]
Jimmy Smith Jr: "No, what we need to do is put our songs on JLB." Man shut the fuck up. All of us never do shit about nuttin' and we're still broke as fuck and living at home with our moms.

Alex: [to Jimmy] So, how come they call you Rabbit?
Future: Cause he's fast and he likes to fuck a lot.

Lickety Split: Me and Papa Doc will battle any motherfuckers here!
Papa Doc: Yeah.
Sol: Told you them niggas was talking shit.
Future: [quietly] Man, fuck the Free World.
Cheddar Bob: [loudly] Yeah, fuck the Free World!
Lickety Split: Fuck the Free World? Hey, one of you two bitches is whack, hey, yo, fat-ass, yeah I'm talking about you Sol, how about if I kick you in the chest, will pork chops fall out your asshole? [Papa Doc and Lotto laugh] You cats is pussy soft like wet flowers, Leadaz of the Free World are here to smash on you cowards! Look at Future.
Future: Hey, don't even start, nigga!
Papa Doc: Yeah, what you gonna do about it, faggot?
Future: Who you callin' a faggot?

Jimmy Smith Jr: Don't even start, Mom, it's been a long fuckin' day.
Stephanie: Yeah, tell me about it. Me and Greg are having problems.
Jimmy Smith Jr: He find out about the eviction notice?
Stephanie: No...
Jimmy Smith Jr: The settlement check ain't coming?
Stephanie: No, it's coming, it's coming, it's just...it's our sex life.
Jimmy Smith Jr: [horrified] Mom, I don't need to hear this shit!
[He walks out of the room, and Stephanie follows him.]
Stephanie: I mean, it's good, it's real good, it's just--
Jimmy Smith Jr: Mom, I don't want to hear this!
Stephanie: --Greg won't go down on me.
Jimmy Smith Jr: Mom!

Taglines edit

  • Every Moment is a Chance to Turn it Around
  • Go back to where it all started.
  • Find Your Voice
  • Every moment is another chance
  • Lose Yourself In the Music
  • If the streets had a voice, this would be the story they'd tell.
  • Look, if you had one chance, one opportunity, to seize everything you ever wanted? One moment. Would you capture it? Or just let it slip?

Cast edit