Rib Joint Customer:
Ya got any soda?
Hammer:
One dollar.
Rib Joint Customer:
Aw, c'mon, now! Look out for a brother, man, c'mon, yeah. Check this out: why don't you let me get a sip for fifteen cents?
Hammer:
My cups cost more than fifteen cents!
Rib Joint Customer:
All right, fuck the cup. Pour it in my hand for a dime.
Cheryl:
Well, after you left, he started getting into drugs and stuff. Things got really bad when he...
Jack Spade:
Well, what? Cheryl, come on!
Cheryl:
He started wearing gold chains, Jack.
Jack Spade:
Oh, God, no!
Willie:
I heard you screamin' from all the way over there, and...
Leonard:
I wasn't screamin', all right?
Willie:
But I heard you...
Leonard:
I wasn't screamin'! I was whistling!
Willie:
You was whistling "Willie, help get this bitch off of me"?
Leonard:
Yeah!
Jack Spade:
[
looks at musicians] Who are these guys?
John Spade:
They're my theme music. Every hero's got to have some.
Car door alarm:
Your door is ajar... please close the door... please close the door... I SAID CLOSE THE DOOR, DICKHEAD!
Slammer:
What makes you think you can be a Black hero?
Jack Spade:
I'm an ex-football player.
Kung Fu Joe:
So, it's just you 57 cops against KUNG FU JOE? Master of KUNG-FU, KARATE, JIU-JITSU, and all kinds of other shit you ain't never heard of! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!
Flyguy:
My bitch better have my money/Through rain, sleet, or snow/My whore better have my money/Not half, not some, but all my cash/'Cause if she don't,/I'm gonna put my foot in her ass.
[
Slammer and Hammer are in a gun fight]
Willie:
How come their guns are so much bigger than ours?
Middle aged hood:
It's a phallic thing. I don't know.
Mr. Big:
I know you're surprised that a big Hollywood star like me would appear in this movie. A lot of Hollywood stars have done exploitation films, like Angie Dickinson in "Big, Bad Mama."
Jack Spade:
Or Shelley Winters in "Cleopatra Jones"!
Kalinga:
Yes, we marched on the Federal building. Five hundred of us young brothers, full of outrage.
[
sighs]
Kalinga:
They were hiring that day. The brothers came with guns; they left with jobs. Oh, yes, whitey is very tricky.
John Spade:
I'm talkin' about one last score. A chance to take it to the man, one more time. Are you with me?
Slammer:
What the fuck; I ain't killed nobody in a long time.
Hammer:
Spade, we ain't heroes no more, We're businessmen!
John Spade:
You two big motherfuckers in here cookin' red beans and grits - you call that business?
Hammer:
Man, you really know how to hurt a guy.
Rib Joint Customer:
Good Lord, that's a lot of money.
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