Det. Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle
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Det. Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle (Character)
from The French Connection (1971)

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The French Connection (1971)
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: [Final lines] That son of a bitch is here. I saw him. I'm gonna get him.
[Popeye presses his search of the abandoned crematorium]

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: This is Doyle. I'm sittin' on Frog One.
Bill Mulderig: Yeah, I know that. We got the Westbury covered like a tent.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: The Westbury my ass! I got him on the shuttle at Grand Central, now what the hell's going on up there?

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: All right! You put a shiv in my partner. You know what that means? Goddammit! All winter long I got to listen to him gripe about his bowling scores. Now I'm gonna bust your ass for those three bags and I'm gonna nail you for picking your feet in Poughkeepsie.
[a few scenes later:]
Walt Simonson: Popeye. You still picking your feet in Poughkeepsie?

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: All right, Popeye's here! Get your hands on your heads, get off the bar, and get on the wall!

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: If that's not a drop I'll open up a charge for you at Bloomingdale's.
Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: Make it Alexander's Toy Department.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: You dumb guinea.
Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: How the hell did I know he had a knife.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Never trust a nigger.
Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: He could have been white.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Never trust anyone!

[first lines]
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Merry Christmas. What's your name, little boy?
Little Boy: Eric.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Uh-huh, Eric. What do you want for Christmas Eric? Hmmm?

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: [confiscating drugs in a bar] What is this, a fuckin' hospital here?

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Hey you! Haircut! Where are you goin'?

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Look, I say we keep sitting on Boca!
Walt Simonson: Jimmy, give it up. Give it up, it's all over with. If there was a deal, it's gone down by now. We blew it, we blew our warrants, and we blew our cover.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Listen, I know the deal hasn't gone down yet. I KNOW it! I can feel it, I'm dead certain.
Bill Mulderig: Last time you were dead certain we had a dead cop.
[Doyle flies into a rage and attacks Mulderig]
Walt Simonson: [as Cloudy Russo and a uniformed officer help him break up the fight] Hey! Break it up! You two break it up! Hold onto yourself, what's the matter with you?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: [restrained by Cloudy] Son of a...!
Walt Simonson: [seething] Jimmy! You've wasted two months on this! No collars are coming in while you two guys are running around town jerking off! Now go back to work! You're off Special Assignment!

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: [to a random woman before he exits the bar after the drug raid] Get that hair done before Saturday. We're going now. Goodbye!

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: I got a man in Poughkeepsie who wants to talk to you. Have you ever been in Poughkeepsie? Huh? Have you ever been in Poughkeepsie?
Brooklyn Drug Dealer: Hey, man, come on, give me a break, man. I don't know what you're talkin' about!
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Hey, come on, come on. Say it. Let me hear you say it. Come on. Have you ever been to Poughkeepsie? You've been in Poughkeepsie, haven't you? I want to hear it! Come on!
Brooklyn Drug Dealer: Yes. Yes. Yes. I've been there.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: That's the third time he's come here this week. Got anything on this building?
Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: The building's clean. I checked the tenant list. Remember Don Ameche, the actor? He lives here.

Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: [Cloudy walks in Popeye's apartment and finds Popeye with his ankle handcuffed to the bed] What happened?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: [Yawns] That crazy kid. She locked me up with my own cuffs.
Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: Where's the keys?

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Get the warrants?
Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: Yeah. We also got two Feds. Mulderig and Klein.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Oh, what do we need those pricks for?

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: That car is dirty Cloudy. We're going to sit here all night if we have to.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Whip it out! Ha-ha!

French Connection II (1975)
Jimmy Doyle: Jack Daniel's.
French Barkeeper: Jacques qui?
Jimmy Doyle: Jackie, yeah, Jackie Daniel's.
French Barkeeper: ?
Jimmy Doyle: Scotch, right there, El Scotcho.
French Barkeeper: Whisky?
Jimmy Doyle: Here we go.
French Barkeeper: Avec glace? (With ice?)
Jimmy Doyle: Yeah, in a glass.

[Doyle doesn't speak French and is interrogating a suspect who doesn't speak English]
Jimmy 'Popey' Doyle: I'm gonna take you right down in that alley there. Right down there. And we'll start, we'll start on your throat, right here. Bustin' everything in it. You like that, uh. Then your belly. I'll start workin' on your belly. I'm gonna hit you so fuckin' hard, that the belly's gonna break your backbone.
Suspect: Je ne comprends pas.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: You compris that?
Suspect: Non.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: No, you don't understand, huh? Then I'm gonna work on your arms. I'm gonna set 'em over a kerb. I'm gonna use 'em for a trampoline and jump up and down on 'em. And then your kneecaps. One, two. Kneecaps. Oatmeal. I'll mke oatmeal outta your fuckin' kneecaps. And when I get done with you, you're gonna put me right in Charnier's lap.

Jimmy Doyle: Ah, food. What do you do, cremate the fuckin' thing? D'you cremate it? Not enough ketchup and where's the mayo, mayonnaise, mayonnaise! Mayo, mayo, mayo, mayo, watch my fuckin mouth: MAYO!
French policeman: Mayo.
Jimmy Doyle: Mayo, right, and relish. Relish, relish.
French policeman: [proving that a word simple as this can be easily pronounced with a French accent] Relish.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Hey, Miletto! Come on, get up here! I want you to ask this fuck somethin'. Ask him if he ever picked his feet in Poughkeepsie.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: I'll tell you what I found out. I found out that you eat shit, you fucking frog, you! You goddamn scumbag, you!

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Listen, asshole, tell me the truth. I was set up, wasn't I?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Whose idea was it?
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: What difference does it make?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: They sent me over here to work with you. You put me on the street, so Charnier could blow me away. That's beautiful. Beautiful.
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: Why didn't you figure this out earlier?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Why didn't I think of it earlier? Cuz I'm a bigger asshole than you are.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: [drunk] You know, I had a tryout with the Yankees. You know what the Yankees are?
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: Yes. As in "Yankee go home."
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Yeah. NO! No, uh... Uh... no, the Yankee baseball... baseball team. Yeah, I had a tryout with them and... they sent me down to the... the minors. And the poblem... poblem... problem was that... there was a fuckin' kid there, and he was... the fastest bastard, he was fuckin' FAST. And he... he played shortstop at the time, and he... he could hit the ball a fuckin' ton. A fuckin' TON! You know what "fuck" means?
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: Yeah.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Yeah. Well, I was in spring training... and I saw this kid... and I just immediately took the test for cops. That kid was Mickey Mantle. You know who Mickey Mantle was? You fuckhead?
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: No, I can't say that I know.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: You don't know who Mickey Mantle was? Huh? How about Willie Mays? Say hey! Willie Mays! The mighty Willie Mays! See?
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: No.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Max Lanier - a frog. Jean Kiley. You remember Jean Kiley?
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: Gene Kelly?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Gene... Not Gene Kelly! Jean Kiley! The fuckin' skier!
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: Oh - you mean Jean-Claude Killy.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: That's what I said! Yes. Fuck, yeah. Good athlete. Well, and... Whitey Ford. Goddamn. You know who Whitey Ford was? Oh... shit. He was a dandy little southpaw. That's what we called him. He was a dandy little southpaw.
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: Southpaw?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Yeah. He was a lefty.
Inspector Henri Barthelemy: You mean a Communist?
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: No, he was a Republican. But he was somethin', I tell you. He was somethin'...

[last lines]
Jimmy 'Popey' Doyle: Charnier!
Jimmy 'Popey' Doyle: [shoots him]