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My Brother's Keeper?

IN OTHER WORDS:

1. How do you respond to your brother?

2. Tell me the truth?
NINO BROWN:
You cut a side deal
with that motherfucker didn't you?

GEE MONEY: (struggling to answer)

NINO BROWN:
Yes, you did. Yes, you did, Gee.

Fucking Cain.

My brother's keeper?

(Nino walks closer to Gee, then reaches in Gee's coat to find and take his glass dick/crack pipe to confront him)

Was it this......glass......dick...you've been sucking on, huh? Huh? Was that it? Now I see how you let that motherfucker infiltrate. He used you, Gee.

(then Nino throws Gee's glass dick/crack pipe very far from where they're standing)

-From NEW JACK CITY (1991)
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Am I My Brother's Keeper?

It's a memorable quote in the bible found in Genesis 4:9, meaning:

1. Are you responsible for how you respond to your brother?

2. Are you held accountable for how you treat your fellow man?

It's really a sarcastic question/remark from Cain to God after Cain killed his brother, Abel, to keep from admitting to the fact that he did kill Abel.
Nino Brown: To CMB. On and on. Am I my brother's keeper?

CMB: Yes I am.

Nino Brown (louder): Am I my brother's keeper?!

CMB (louder): Yes I am.!

Nino Brown (louder): Am I...my brother's keeper?!!!

CMB (louder): Yes...I...am.!!!

The Duh Duh Man (studdering): Yes.......I am.!!!

-from NEW JACK CITY (1991)

why does my brother think he's smarter than me 

He's probably in 3rd grade and has every thing done for him.
Why does my brother think he's smarter than me: Little brother : I'm way smarter than you!

My brother/sister 

My enemy.
- My brother/sister is as lank as a twig.
My brother/sister by Spacet September 3, 2022

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. 

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.
My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.

since the pigs ate my brother 

"Wow...Roy Bundy! Geez, I haven't seen that feller since the pigs ate my brother!"

one day I poked my brother in the eye with an apple pencil. she cried and cried. it was pretty warm so I didnt need a blanket on the hot day of winter 

Confliction. Also, you’re not automatically funny by putting this into Urban Dictionary
Guy1: one day I poked my brother in the eye with an apple pencil. she cried and cried. it was pretty warm so I didnt need a blanket on the hot day of winter
Guy2: You’re an idiot.