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: Mr. McDowell? Cleo McDowell
: Yes? Maurice
: There's some people here to see you. Cleo McDowell
: They're not from McDonalds are they? Cleo McDowell
: I don't think so.
[Cleo McDowell meets the Queen of Zamunda
: I don't know whether to shake your hand, or kiss it, or bow, or what.
: I feel like breakdancing.
: And, baby, when I tell ya the boy has got his own money, I mean the boy has got his own MONEY!
[Presents the currency of Zamunda bearing Akeem's picture
: Look... me and the McDonald's people got this little misunderstanding. See, they're McDonald's... I'm McDowell's. They got the Golden Arches, mine is the Golden Arcs. They got the Big Mac, I got the Big Mick. We both got two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles and onions, but their buns have sesame seeds. My buns have no seeds.
: Sir, did you happen to catch the professional football contest on television last night? Cleo McDowell
: No, I didn't. Prince Akeem
: Oh sir, the Giants of New York took on the Packers of Green Bay. And in the end, the Giants triumphed by kicking an oblong ball made of pigskin through a big "H". It was a most ripping victory. Cleo McDowell
: Son, I'm only going to tell you this one time. Prince Akeem
: Yes? Cleo McDowell
: If you want to keep working here, stay off the drugs. Prince Akeem
: [Talking on the phone
] Yeah, King Jaffe Joffer's room, please. Yeah, hello, King? Yeah, Cleo McDowell here. Yeah, King, both the kids are here... together. Right. 2432 Derby Avenue, Jamaica Estates. Right. Now, King, I was wondering if - hello, King?
: A prince. He's a prince. Oh, Lisa, you did it this time. You hit the jackpot. Your little goat herder makes Darryl look like a welfare case.
King Jaffe Joffer
: Our son cannot consort with such a girl. Cleo McDowell
: Now wait a minute! King Jaffe Joffer
: I know you have been inconvenienced. I am prepared to compensate you. Shall we say one million American dollars? Cleo McDowell
: No way. King Jaffe Joffer
: Very well then. Two million. Cleo McDowell
: You don't have enough money to buy my daughter off. King Jaffe Joffer
] Nonsense. Queen Aoleon
: Jaffe, apologize to Mr. McDowell. King Jaffe Joffer
: I will do no such thing. The man is beneath me and so is his daughter. Cleo McDowell
: I don't care who you are. This is America, Jack. Say another word about Lisa, and I'll break my foot off in your royal ass.
: You know how to mop don't you? Prince Akeem
: Oh yes.
[Leaving the mop inside the wheely-bucket begins maneuvering it back and forth along the floor
] Cleo McDowell
: Don't use the bucket. It'll just confuse you.
: [to Darryl
] Look, the girl doesn't like you any more! Can't you get that through your greasy head?