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Quotes for
Cochise (Character)
from The Warriors (1979)

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The Warriors (2005) (VG)
Vermin: Big Cyrus. He was gonna run the whole city. What crap that was.
Cochise: Cyrus was right about one thing. It's all out there. All we gotta do is figure out a way to go steal it.
Snow: Sounds great. Now all we gotta do is figure out what's worth stealing.

Cochise: [Puts on a hat] Man, this ain't gonna help with the wool!

Vermin: [the Warriors have gotten on the train and escaped the Turnbull AC's] Those were some desperate dudes!
Cowboy: Yeah, so was we!
Cochise: Well, we've made it and in an hour, it's C.I.! the big Coney!
Ajax: Yeah, gimmie that fist, buddy!
Swan: When we get there, that's when we've made it.
Cochise: Well, hey, no sweat, War Chief.
Vermin: Hey, forget about it. What's the difference? We're home free!

Cochise: I told you, man! I dig your set! I wanna roll with you!
Vermin: Get outta here, man!
Cleon: Aw, shit. What's this kid's name again?
Snow: Cochise. He grew up in Harlem, but his mamma brought his ass to Brooklyn. And now he wants to be a Warrior.
Fox: Does he have what it takes?
Vermin: We don't need any new blood. Let alone some kid from Harlen. Why don't you go hang with the Boppers?
Cochise: 'Cause the Boppers are soft, man! Too soft for me! Man, I ain't down with no purple shiny vests an' shit! I gotta run with a solid outfit! I wanna run with the Warriors!
Cleon: Vermin's right. A whole lotta gangs has been breathin' down out necks lately. We ain't takin' no chances. You wanna be a Warrior? Go grab us a Bopper's hat off one of their heads and then, we'll talk.
Cochise: Shit, man, that ain't nothin'!
Cleon: But if you wanna be a Warrior, it's gotta be a size... nine.
Cochise: A size nine? That's a bucket, man, not a hat!
Cowboy: Good luck, young blood. You're gonna need it.
Snow: This kid don't know when to quit, he just might.
Cleon: Snow, I want you to go up there with him. Make sure he don't get too brave.

Swan: Everybody make it?
Fox: Just Cleon's missing.
Swan: [to Rembrandt] Make sure we're okay.
[Rembrandt climbs up a tall gravestone to scout for a train]
Swan: Did you see him get busted?
Cochise: I seen him, then he wasn't there no more! I was haulin' ass!
Cowboy: Okay, so what are we gonna do now?
Swan: We're going back. If this truce is off, anything could hit us between here and that train. If you get seperated, make it back to the platform at Union Square.
Ajax: I only got one question. Who named you leader?
Fox: It was Cleon's choice. Swan's War Chief.
Ajax: Yeah? Well, right about now, Cleon's most likely got a nightstick shoved halfway up his ass.
Swan: Maybe we outta talk about this later, huh?
Ajax: What's wrong with right now? I wanna be Warlord.
Swan: Make your move.
Cowboy: Hey, Ajax, lighten up!
Vermin: Big boy, Swan's War Chief.
Cochise: We'd better stick together.
Rembrandt: Hey guys! Train's right over there! Come on, let's go!
Swan: Let's move! Rembrandt, mark the spot.
Ajax: Fuck!
Rembrandt: [Sprays a "W" on a neaby gravestone, then notices the Warriors are walking away] Hey guys, wait for me!

Cochise: [Puts on a Bopper's hat looking for a size 9. It's too small] Damn, don't anybody got a big head?

Cochise: [at the Warriors' West Coney Hangout, to Cleon] ... That kid did okay, huh? I'm off to a low in this city. We're coming up, brother... You know, soon enough, we're gonna own Coney. No one's gonna be able to march in here without getting wrecked... I'm gonna head down to the Strip later tonight. Pick up some tail or something.

Cochise: [from "Quick Rumble"] I'm gonna take you out, toy! You ready...? That's right, mother****er. That's right! You scared...? You ain't s*** now! Look at you...! Who you kidding, man? I'll show you some s***...! I'm gonna bust you up, punk! Let's go...! Can't f*** with us, man. Can't f*** with the Warriors...! You piece of s***. Fight me...! Come on, I'm here. I'm waiting!

Cochise: Woo! Nowhere to run, Sanchez!
Ajax: Enough of your shit, where's our MONEY?
Sanchez: Here man, take it.
Ajax: You're short!
Sanchez: Come on, man, I'll get you the rest I swear, okay? You know I'm good for it, right? Come on man, I just got out of the joint, man!
Ajax: Boo!
[Scares Sanchez off the roof]
Sanchez: aaaAAAAAHHHH!
Ajax: Fuckin' right man! You see that little wimp fly?
Cochise: Like air man, like air!


The Warriors (1979)
Swan: Did you see him get busted?
Cochise: I seen him, then he wasn't there no more... I was hauling ass!
Swan: Why don't you look around and make sure we're okay.
Rembrandt: This is a graveyard!

Cochise: When you're president of the biggest gang in the city, you don't have to take any shit.
Ajax: Ah, fuck him!

[as they all observe the subway station]
Ajax: Come on, what kind of chickenshit crap is this.
Cochise: Yeah, come on? We're here, what are we waiting for?
Fox: The train would help! Unless you wanna go up there and get jacked on an open platform.
Cochese: Bullshit man, there ain't nobody in the street.
Ajax: He's right! We're acting like faggots!
[a bus with bright headlights approaches]
Swan: Just keep talking.

Vermin: [getting off the train at Union Square] Where is everybody?
Rembrandt: Looks like we're the first ones here. We're gonna hafta sit and wait... They'll show up.
Vermin: Ooooo, looks like something else showed up.
Cochise: Hey, hey, hey. Now lookit whatcha find here in the big city!
Rembrandt: Hey you guys, we ain't got time.
Vermin: Are ya kiddin'? Time's what we got plenty of!
Lizzie Leader: [the three walk over to the Lizzies] Hiya?

Cochise: [on subway, after escaping Turnbull ACs] Yeah, well we made it, and in a hour, it is C-I! The BIG Coney!
Ajax: You got it. Gimme that fist, buddy!
[high fives Cochise]
Cochise: Yeah! WHEEE!
Swan: When we get there, that's when we made it.
Cochise: Hey no sweat, War Chief.

Rembrandt: They think we shot Cyrus.
Vermin: What are you talking about? I don't get it.
Rembrandt: They think we shot Cyrus. Every gang in the city must be looking for us!
Cochise: Holy shit!
Rembrandt: We're not gonna be able to make it back!

Vermin: Where's the rest of them?
Rembrandt: Where's everybody, else?
Snow: Cops got Ajax. We don't know about, Swan.
Rembrandt: Oh, Jesus.
Cochise: Are you sure about Ajax?
Snow: Real sure.
Vermin: Bet he went out swinging.
Snow: We better go look for Swan.

Cowboy: Okay, what are we gonna do now?
Swan: We're going back.
Vermin: You mind tellin' me how? Fuckin' Coney Island must be 50 to 100 miles from here!
Swan: It's the only choice we got.
Cochise: Yeah, real simple. Except that every cop in this city is lookin' to bust our heads.
Swan: We got somethin' else to think about then the cops.
Vermin: Yeah, what?
Snow: The truce. Is it still on?
Vermin: If it ain't, we're gonna have to bop our way back!
Cowboy: Shit, I wish we was packed.