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: Hey, Gretzky, you know what this is? Bobby
: A hair from your wife's tit?
: Call me an ambulance. Bobby
: What? For my Dog bites? Nah, I'll be fine.
: Bobby! You told me you weren't gonna let him get hurt! Bobby
: He breathin'.
: Jack drinks Jack! Jack drink Jack!
[considering his name is Jack and he's Drinking Jack Daniels
: Jackie is drunk! Bobby
: Jack likes ass crack and ballsack. Jack
: Jack doesn't like ass crack and ballsack! Jack likes boobs! Jack's got fans. Jack's got lots of fans. Angel
: Man, shut the hell up.
: I gotta ask you a question. Me and Sofi did a lot of making up last night. It seems like a got a little rust on my tools down here
[opens his bathrobe
: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ask the cockologist in the shower. Jack
: How the hell would I know? Bobby
: You're the expert. Jack
: [looks for a second
] Rug burn.
: I wanna make a toast to Evelyn Mercer, the greatest mother four degenerate bastards ever had. Pour me and my brothers another round, and some nice warm milk for my little sister. Jack
: Man, I will drink you under the table. Bobby
: We're not talking about sperm, Jack, this is whiskey.
: [meeting Jeremiah's daughters
] Hey, you must be Daniela! Bobby
: [petting Amelia's costumed dog
] and you must be Amelia! I like your dress... Amelia Mercer
: I'm Amelia! Bobby
: I know. You probably don't remember us, but I'm your Uncle Bobby, and this is Cracker Jack. Jack
: Man, don't teach them that. Daniela Mercer
: You can't be our uncles. You're white. Amelia Mercer
: Grandma Eva's white! Bobby
: That's right. You see, we're a different kind of uncle. Your grandma, she adopted me and your uncle Jack just like she adopted your daddy.
: [imitating a teenage girl
] The popos is here! Ya'll better run, man, these white cops are crazy! They killed Cornbread! They killed him - he didn't do nothin'!
: She's so La Vida Loca. Angel
: Shut up Bobby, don't start with that! That's why you don't get a girlfriend. Bobby
: I get a girlfriend every fucking week. You know what I want a girlfriend like you. Sofi
: Callate! Angel
: Please don't go there. Can y'all please not go there. Sofi
: [in a whiny voice
] Angel, you said this time was going to be different. Bobby
: Ai mami, you're breaking mi corazon, chica. She's getting real comfortable here. What are you doing? I thought you were a macho man, a tough guy. You know, it's a crying shame that Little Jack is the only one down to ride.
: [after Jack is shot
] Jack! Jack, look at me! Jack, you all right? Hold on. We need an ambulance! Angel
: Somebody help! Call 911! Bobby
: Jack. Jack. Jack! Jack, please. Come on, man. Sofi
: I'm calling, I'm calling! Bobby
: Come on, Jack, you gotta breathe! Sofi
: [on the phone
] We need an ambulance right now! Bobby
: Don't you die on me you little fairy. Come on, Jack. Please! You gotta fucking breathe! Come on! Jack
: [grunts and gasps, gives one last breath, and dies
] Jack! Jack. Jack, come on, Jack, please! Please... Angel
: Jack, it was a questionable kill. Jack
: What makes you think that? Bobby
: Boy, it's sad, you growing up without a father. Nobody taught you anything, did they? Maybe I should've stayed around longer and held your little hand, huh sweetheart? Sometimes pros will cover up their shots with another crime, like a burglary or something, then pay a witness to throw the cops onto the wrong suspect. Jack
: Why would anybody wanna kill the sweetest woman in the God-damn world? Bobby
: I dunno, Jackie. I dunno.
: He's your brother? Well, shit, these are my brothers. Keenon
: [looks around
] No, no: he's my real brother Bobby
: Yeah, these are my real brothers. I'm Bobby, that's Angel, Jack and Jeremiah.
: [crying after being shot
] BOBBY! Bobby
: [pinned down on the porch
] Jack! Jack
] BOBBY! Jeremiah
: So, shit, Bobby, what've you been up to? Bobby
: I'm a freakin' college professor, Jack, what do you think I've been doing. Jack
: I doubt that. Bobby
: What about you? You still sucking a little cock left and right, or what? Jack
: Do you remember when I built that tree house and you burnt that shit down? Boy, I wanted to kick your ass! Bobby
: Don't worry, your house is brick, I ain't gonna burn it down.
: What about me, Green? You gonna arrest me too? Lt. Green
: That depends, Bobby. You keeping strait? Bobby
: Thanks for coming, Green. Ma would've been happy you made it to the service. Lt. Green
: Shit, your mom would've been happy you made it back for her funeral! Bobby
: I didn't come back for no funeral.
[commentating as Jerry and Angel wrestle
: Yeah, get him Jerry! The gorgeous black ladies of wrestling! Nitro and Midnight! Nitro's got Midnight in a headlock! Get him, Jerry! Midnight's trying to be up, but Nitro's on him!
: That shit was counterfit as a mother-fucker, man! Ain't nobody playing no basketball when that shit went down! Why you think the cops ain't arrest nobody? Bobby
: How do you know nobody was playing basketball if you weren't there? Gang Leader
: Because, bitch, the police said those people wasn't kill till 11 o'clock! Bobby
: So what? Gang Leader
: So they turn the court lights out at ten!
: Bobby, take it easy. Bobby
: Shut up Jack.
: I don't know how you did it for so many years, man. It must've driven you crazy, Angel. On a ship for, what, six months at a time with nothing but dudes Angel
: It wasn't a ship. And the marine's went co-ed, they got girls now. Bobby
: Yeah, I bet'cha those girls look like dudes too, though. Angel
: Not after six months they don't.
: Jerry ain't been strait up with us about that redevelopment project. I found out his dream's dead. Jerry got involved with some bad people. The city got on him about fraud and what not, cut his loans off like a month ago. Technically, Jerry's really broke. Bobby
: You think this had something to do with what happened to Ma? Angel
: No, I'm saying it's something we should look into.
: What do you think he found? Bobby
: I don't know, but it's something big. Jack
: How can you tell? Bobby
: By the sound of his voice. I know my brother.
: You guys are coming up with this pretty quick. Bobby
: Yeah, we should've been cops.
: I ain't playing no more. I'm gonna go in there and bust that melon... Jack
: Hey! His family's in there! Angel
: Bobby, you're gonna have to calm down. Bobby
: Oh, I'm calm. He think's I'm an idiot! He thinks I don't know what the fuck is going on!
: I don't know what to do anymore. I already lost one brother. You guys are all I got.
: You been crying in here, you little fairy? Jack
: Leave it alone, man. Bobby
: [about Jack's guitar
] Still making a lot of racket on the freakin' thing? Jack
: Yeah, still making a lot of racket. Too weird in mom's room? Bobby
: Oh, man, way too weird.
: Now I gotta light your ass on fire! All I wanted was a name, but you're gonna make me turn your ass into the black gingerbread man now! It's alright, I'll have my little brother here suck your burning dick!
: Do I recall something about having dinner together? Because I seem to remember spending *two hours* in the kitchen... Angel
: Sofi, baby... Sofi
: Angel! You promised that this time, things would be different. Bobby
: Ay, mami. You're breaking mi corazon.
: It's a little heavy in here, I'm just gonna go outside and get a little air. Bobby
: You're full of shit, man. You can smell that ass from down the street, huh? Angel
: What are you talking about? Bobby
: What do you mean, what? You know exactly what we talking about with La Vida Loca. Angel
: Ain't nobody going to go get no La Vida Loca nothing! Jeremiah
: She's got a boyfriend. Bobby
: She's got a boyfriend, she's got hard dick in her right now. She screaming somebody else's name and the last thing she's doing is thinking about is your black ass.
: Angel, why you let him talk to me like that? Bobby
: Because I speak-a Spanish!
: It's a real shame that little Jackie's the only down to ride. Say goodbye to your big sister, Jackie, let's go! Jack
] She's addicted to what Angel's dick did...
: It's kinda hot in there, I'm just gonna go outside and get some air. Bobby
] You can smell that ass from down the street, huh? Angel
: What are you talking about? Bobby
: What do you mean "what" man, you know "what", man. Jeremiah
: She's got a boyfriend. Bobby
: She's got a boyfriend, she's got hard dick in her right now and she's screaming someone else's name and the last thing she's thinking about is your black ass.
: Why are you guys comin' at me with this. I told you I'm not going to go see that girl, and I'm NOT!
: Oh look - a little Jackie puppy.
: [after Jack is shot
] Oh, come on - don't die on me, you little fairy.
: [as Jeremiah exits the car
] Want to take Cracker Jack with you?... He's flexible. Jack
: Bobby, you're the one who took ballet.
: I'll know they found my hair on a dead body when I hear the prison doors slam behind me.
: Why don't you just tell me what you know, Angel? Angel
: I know you need to stay your ass on that porcelain. This is gonna require a little finesse. And given your prior reputation as a hothead, you'll be the first one to fuck it up. Bobby
: I wrote the fucking book on finesse! You just wait for me to wipe my ass, Angel. I'm coming with you. Angel!... Get me some fucking toilet paper, Jack!
: Thank *God*? You killed my mother and my little brother you mother fucker! Thank Victor Sweet!
] Evelyn Mercer
: Always so good to have you back home, son. You gonna stick around a little while this time? Bobby
: I'm thinkin' about it, Ma. I'm thinkin' about it. Evelyn Mercer
] Oh, Bobby.
: What's the plan, Bobby? Bobby
: We're wingin' it, Jerry. Jeremiah
: We're always wingin' it. Jack
: We're gonna get killed. Angel
: What'cha mean WE, white boy?
: That wasn't no gang shooting. That was an execution. They set Mom up. They set her up.
: [to a booing crowd at a basketball game
] You tell me where I can find this guy and you can finish your game. Jeremiah
: [pointing to Jack who's trying to get their attention
] Cracker Jack. Bobby
: I appreciate your help very much. You've all been outstanding citizens.
: [to Damian as Damian is climbing out the window using a rope
] I just wanted to talk!
: If I find out you had something to do with what happened to Ma, I swear to God, Jerry, I'm gonna kill you here and now! Sofi
: No, Bobby, no! Bobby
: Now Angel's gonna ask you some questions, and brother, I shit you not, the time for lying is over! Angel
: We know you lied about your business! And we know you got mixed up with some gangsters! Jeremiah
: You all think I had something to do with mom getting killed? Angel
: You got a check for four hundred thousand that you just so happened to forget to mention, for mom's life insurance! Jeremiah
: She took out the policy for the girls, man, I ain't had nothing to do with that! Come on! Sofi
: You made the payments! Bobby
: Good timing, Jerry, just when it seems like all is lost for you, Ma gets shot by some gangsters and now you hit the fucking lottery? Jeremiah
: So you're all tripping because I made insurance payments? I paid all her bills! And where the fuck were y'all? How many years did I have to take care of her my God-damned self? And you're going to tell me I killed her?
: Where's Bobby? Bobby
: Right here, Jerry!
[Bobby punches him
: Are you gonna bury Sweet or are we?
: [pointing to the killer
] There he is. Bobby
: Where? Jack
] Right there! The guy with the goatee! Bobby
: [pulling Jack's hand down
] I see him Jack. Put your hand down!
: Get him, Jackie-O! Jack
: [shoots at the car twice and misses
: You go, girl!
: [after crashing into a parked car while chasing the killers
] Aw! Wrecked the whole side of my fucking car! Jack
: You gonna get these guys before you kill us? Bobby
: Sit back and put your fucking seatbelt on, Jack.
: Jack, you got your seatbelt on? Watch this. Hold on.
[crashes into the killers' car
: We got a blowout. Jack
: Bobby, let's just stop the car. Okay, Bobby, let's just stop. Bobby
: Shut up, Jack. Gonna ride this out on the rim.
: You said something, didn't you, Jerry? Jeremiah
: I did not say nothing, man. Angel
: Why you always - ? Bobby
: I did. Jeremiah
: What you say? Bobby
: I told him I was banging his wife. Come on, man! Angel
: I did too. Jeremiah
: Me too.
: [to Evander
] Angel tells me you're one of Victor Sweet's boys now. Hear he's running shit like his uncle, treating you like a house nigger.
: [about Damien
] Think he dead? Bobby
: No, he ain't dead. He's just fucked up. Let's go talk to him now.
: Forget that, Green. I used to make a good living around here because cops like you couldn't find tits in a strip joint.
: Lemme catch you on the street without that badge! I'll smack that smirk right off your face, you punk!
: [seeing Jack pissing on the floor
] Look, look at your little brother. Jeremiah
: Jack! Jack
: Oh I'm sorry, is this the master suite?
[Angel, Bobby, and Jerimiah laugh
: Am I making the property value go down?
: [puts his arm around Jack's shoulder
] You okay, man? Jack
: [puts his head down and nods
: You sure? Jack
: [nods again, keeping his head down
: I love you, man. Jack
: [looks up
: Come on let's go see, Jerry.
: [to Jack
] Turn around, dick lips! What the fuck are you looking at?
: They say dead men tell no tales, but they sure leave important shit lying around.
: You got a gun? Angel
: I flew in. Bobby
: [hands him a gun
] Be careful with my baby. Angel
: Ooh... Bobby
: You like that? Angel
: You got ammo? Bobby
: Yeah, it's loaded, little brother. Be careful.
: Here, you carry the gas can. Jack
: We're gonna do that gas thing? Bobby
: [mocking him
] Yeah, we're gonna do the gas thing. The only thing that scares people more than getting burnt to death is getting eaten alive. Let's go. Bobby
: [starts to close the trunk
: Wait, what do I get? Bobby
: you coming with us? oh
[Bobby hands him a crowbar
: Here you go, sweetheart, poke 'em with that. Jack