John Shaft: You know me. It's my duty to please that booty!
Peoples Hernandez: This is Egyptian Cotton, motherfucker... two-twenty thread. That's like half your shitty-ass paycheck, okay?
John Shaft: You wouldn't know Egyptian cotton if the Pharaoh himself sent it to you, you knockoff-wearing motherfucker!
Peoples Hernandez: You play golf?
[Walter Wade Jr. nods]
Peoples Hernandez: Golf is phat... Tiger Wooo, Tiger Wooo, I like him.
[Trey starts seizing on the gurney]
Walter Wade, Jr.: Homeboy's got rhythm, huh?
John Shaft: What?
[Shaft punches Wade in the face]
Walter Wade, Jr.: What? Was it something I said? I think my nose is broke!
Lt. Kearney: I've been waiting for this. You are gone from this precinct!
John Shaft: For what?
John Shaft: [punches Wade again] For that?
John Shaft: Who lost your rap sheet for you?
Big Raymond: You...
John Shaft: Who got you that Jets tryout?
Big Raymond: You...
John Shaft: Who got you that gig at the club?
Big Raymond: You.
John Shaft: Who delivers ten times outta ten?
Big Raymond: Alright, dawg... You.
Peoples Hernandez: You're not a cop anymore.
John Shaft: Do you think that makes me less dangerous, or more dangerous?
Uncle John Shaft: You're too hot, man. You gotta step off a bit.
Peoples Hernandez: [In jail] What you in here for, man? Income tax evasion?
[Walter Wade Jr. walks into Peoples' house, trying to look cool]
Peoples Hernandez: You tryin' to blend in or something? You look like a fucking duck hunter.
Peoples Hernandez: My name is Peoples. You know why they call me that?
Walter Wade, Jr.: [In a patronizing tone] 'Cuz you's always takes care of you's peoples?
Peoples Hernandez: More or less.
[Inside Rasaan's apartment]
John Shaft: Man, this is some repugnant shit.
John Shaft: Yo, Luger, what's up with the "cornbread" talk, man?
Luger: And your problem is what?
John Shaft: Nazis with badges, that's my problem!
Luger: [laughs] "Nazis?" You gotta lighten up, Shaft. I talk like this all the time... but I see your point. Maybe I should take an "ethnic sensitivity" workshop, huh? Fuck you!
John Shaft: Maybe I should "workshop" my foot up your ass!
John Shaft: I know cats who'd take out whole zipcodes for that kind of cheese.
Peoples Hernandez: Stick to what I know? Stick to what I know? I'm a star. Yo soy el mayembe!
John Shaft: I see you someplace I don't think you belong... I will kill you.
Peoples Hernandez: Yo Shaft, I'm gonna put so many lawyers in your ass, you're gonna think they opened a branch office up there.
John Shaft: [passing Carmen on his way toward gang members] Anybody lookin' to maintain their employment with the NYPD
[draws his gun]
John Shaft: might be in their best interest to leave now...
John Shaft: April Fool, motherfucker. Told you not to make me run!
Walter Wade, Jr.: [Showing him his black eye] I got fucking mugged I have no money
Peoples Hernandez: I hear you but the wheels are already in motion
Peoples Hernandez: I guess you've got to earn it back
Walter Wade, Jr.: How?
Peoples Hernandez: [Fat Man hands him a bag filled with drugs] Ounces are a thousand eight balls are two eighty its already bagged and I'll tell you like I tell all my boys you cut it anymore than it already is you can say goodbye to repeat customers
Walter Wade, Jr.: You've got to be shitting me
Peoples Hernandez: You keep coming back we should be even Steven in six eight months
Luger: [to Shaft] Why don't you pick a color? Black or blue?
Carmen Vasquez: [to Luger] Hey, fuck you
John Shaft: [to Luger] How about I make you both?
Luger: [after robbing Walter in disguise] How'd I sound?
John Shaft: How did you sound?
Luger: "Freeze mofo I'll bust a cap in your dome"
John Shaft: You are a pure notorious P.I.G, how much we got?
Luger: [looking through the bag] forty two thousand , it's a lot of cash for a simple murder around here
Peoples Hernandez: You got a boat?
Walter Wade, Jr.: I had one
Peoples Hernandez: What kind of boat you had?
Walter Wade, Jr.: Boston Whaler
Peoples Hernandez: You've been around the world right?
Walter Wade, Jr.: [Nods] yeah
Peoples Hernandez: You know something, I've got so much money, and I've never been on an airplane my whole God damn life
Walter Wade, Jr.: [Pointing to Peoples' tattoo on his neck] let me ask you something? What's that mean?
Peoples Hernandez: Five boroughs, five families, one love
Walter Wade, Jr.: [Chuckles] Ok
Peoples Hernandez: You're an interesting motherfucker, do you have a business card or something?
Peoples Hernandez: You know in this neighborhood, I am the motherfucking king snake, but the thing of it is, I go downtown to take a girl out and show her the sights, I walk into a restaurant and my stomach is in a knot, my teeth is clenched, my hands are in a fist, I don't fit in down there, people look at me and size me up, so ten minutes into it I can't wait to come back home
Walter Wade, Jr.: Ok
Peoples Hernandez: I would kill to be you, go where you go, do what you do so this what I propose: the jewelry and shit, you go hock the flash and pay me the cash, I'm going to take it, but what I really want is for you to start taking me downtown with you, I want you to start taking me wherever you go
Walter Wade, Jr.: You mean like hangout together? Take you to the Harvard club? What the hell are you talking about?
Walter Wade, Jr.: I need someone located
Peoples Hernandez: "Located"? You mean found? Found then what?
[Walter looks at the gun around Tattoo's belt]
Peoples Hernandez: that's going to cost you
Walter Wade, Jr.: [Takes out a money belt filled with jewelry] I had it all appraised it'll cash out to about forty thousand
Peoples Hernandez: When I say "me", "me ", is this
[Opens the door to a room showing him half naked women packaging drugs]
Walter Wade, Jr.: Oh
Peoples Hernandez: I was you to front for me, get me some upscale customers
Walter Wade, Jr.: If it's really important to you, you can tell everybody you've got a rich white boy on a rope I really don't care, I think you're too much of your own product, but drugs?, no fucking way
Peoples Hernandez: [Telling Roselli and Groves about Walter Wade, Jr] This guy comes in here and his got his drawer stuffed with jewelry and he asked me if I could locate somebody? I say "yeah" because he's kind of like a celebrity but finding people is not my thing so here's what I propose: so why don't I sell contract to you? The guy says this shit will cash out to twenty grand I take half and you'll take half, it'll be the easiest money you can ever make
John Shaft: [to Walter Wade] How you doing, Richie Rich? Remember me?