Shaft's Big Score! (1972)
Shaft: [carrying a semi-automatic shotgun] Drop the guns and freeze! When this baby starts kicking, it won't stop. So, nobody get cute!
[a thug goes for his gun and Shaft blows him away]
Shaft: Who's Next?
Shaft: What are you buzzards doing here?
Bumpy Jonas: Well, well. Ha. We go to a lot of funerals, Shaft, Willy and me. One day, we'll drop in on yours.
Willy: Real soon.
Shaft: You're not invited.
Shaft: Do you just sit around and think these things up, or do they just come to you in a flash?
Shaft: [after beating two men unconscious] Let's get the hell outta here.
Willy: You gonna leave him like that? A man can fall out the window, you know. And him, too.
Shaft: Man, don't you know we already got enough shit on the sidewalk?
Capt. Bollin: He didn't deal in sh*t or whores or loan sharking. Everything was cool.
Shaft: So, what do you want from me, Captain?
Capt. Bollin: Put the word out. Nobody better try to come in here and mess up the status quo. And nobody's comin' in here to sell sh*t to our kids or put whores on our streets.
Numbers Runner: Hey, man, please man, don't don't don't shoot me. Hey, hey, look man, take the money. I got a wife and six kids and an old Buick to support.
Shaft: Obviously, you're not a friend of the famiiy.
Rita: Not any more, I'm not. Not after a nasty slap in the face.
Shaft: Best thing for that is an ice pack.
Rita: Why thank you, Mr. Shaft. Why don't you come in and show me how to apply it.
Shaft: You might catch cold.
Rita: I suppose its immodest of me to walk around like this in front of a stranger. But, any enemy of John Kelly's, is an old friend of mine.
Rita: So, what am I doing in a place like this?
Shaft: Why don't you tell me.
Rita: Why don't you take your things off.
Johnny Kelly: Hey, look, she's got a guy. His name is John Shaft and he's a bad dude.
Cigarette Girl: Cigarette?
Shaft: No, thank you. What else can you help me with?
Cigarette Girl: Well, I'm off at four o'clock.
Cabaret Dancer: I'm not a gamblin' woman.
Shaft: I'm a gamblin' man.
Cabaret Dancer: I thought it was my action you were diggin' here. I never took you for a gambler.
Johnny Kelly: We made a deal.
Gus Mascola: And I just called it off. You see, Mr. Kelly, I made a sort of a house call with Mr. Shaft. It didn't work out so well. It cost me a dead second cousin and a friend's kid brother with two hits in the chest.
Gus Mascola: Have you considered renewing your partnership with Cal Asby?
Johnny Kelly: Come on, man. He's dead!
Gus Mascola: Precisely.
Johnny Kelly: Now, you don't know what that dude is into. He's Bumpy's boy. You understand that? And they're lookin' to take over my wheel in Queens.
Gus Mascola: You looking for me? I've been hearing quite a bit about you, Mr. Shaft. You're a - quite a boy.
Shaft: I prefer man.
Gus Mascola: Alright, man.
Gus Mascola: The only reason I won't spill your guts out right here and now, man, is that its easier to send you back to Bumpy with my message than to call Western Union. And the message is: you keep the hell outta Queens!
Willy: What round did you go out in, man? You ain't pretty as you used to be.
Shaft: You better see a plastic surgeon about your condition.
Willy: What condition?
Shaft: Your mouth is too close to your asshole.
Shaft: Has Kelly been around here to see you lately?
Bumpy Jonas: Lots of cats come and go around here.
Gus Mascola: Oh, honey, you sure were right about that water bed. Wow!
Mascola's Girl: I thought you'd dig that, baby.
Rita: You sure are a hard man to find.
Shaft: Too many people lookin' for me, baby.
[points to his car]
Shaft: Look, can you drive that thing?
Rita: Anything with a stick shift is my meat.
Shaft: Is that right?