Cameron: Alright, This is stupid. I'm done. You go cool off, get laid, do something, get your head on straight. Then I'll talk to you.
Derek Vinyard: Yeah, but it doesn't even really matter if I don't, does it? 'Cause you got the next crop already lined up and ready to go you fuckin' chicken hawk!
Cameron: Excuse me?
Derek Vinyard: You prey on people Cam. You use 'em. I lost three years of my life for your fuckin' phony cause, but I'm onto you now you fuckin' snake.
Cameron: Hey, Derek, watch it, watch it. Be careful, remember where you are this is not some fuckin' country club where you can waltz in and outta here as you choose...
Derek Vinyard: Shut up! Shut the fuck up, I came here, to tell you one thing, I am out,out, and Danny's out too and if you come near my family again, I'll feed you your fucking heart.

Lamont: Better take care... Im not the one they call nigger in here

I believe in death, destruction, chaos, filth, and greed. [Trying to make fun of Seth while he (Seth) is trying to video tape him]

So I guess this is where I tell you what I learned - my conclusion, right? Well, my conclusion is: Hate is baggage. Life's too short to be pissed off all the time. It's just not worth it. Derek says it's always good to end a paper with a quote. He says someone else has already said it best. So if you can't top it, steal from them and go out strong. So I picked a guy I thought you'd like. 'We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.' [quoting Abraham Lincoln]

Lamont: [as Derek is leaving prison] 'Sup, man? You getting outta here? Well, c'mon man! What the fuck you waiting on?
Derek Vinyard: Yeah, you know, I got this funny feeling.
Lamont: Oh yeah? What's that?
Derek Vinyard: I'm thinking the only reason I'm getting outta here in one piece is you.
Lamont: C'mon man! Get the fuck outta here, man! You think I'm gonna put my neck on the line for some crazy-ass peckerwood?
Derek Vinyard: Yeah, right. Stupid.
[a moment of silence passes and Lamont looks away]
Derek Vinyard: That's what I thought. I owe you, man.
Lamont: Man, you owe me shit, a'ight?
Derek Vinyard: Yes, I do.
[Derek offers his hand and Lamont takes it]
Derek Vinyard: You'll be outta here in no time.
Lamont: C'mon man, it's a piece of cake, a'ight? You just take it easy on the brothers, a'ight? The brothers!

Murray: What are you doing Derek? This is your family.
Derek Vinyard: Right, my family, my family, so you know what? I don't give two shits about you or anybody else or what they think. You're not a part of it and you never will be.
Murray: That has nothing to do with it!
Derek Vinyard: Oh it doesn't? You don't think I see what you're trying to do here? You think I'm gonna sit here and smile while some fucking kike tries to fuck my mother? It's never gonna happen Murray, fucking forget it, not on my watch, not while I'm still in this family. I will fucking cut your Shylock nose off and stick it up your ass before I let that happen. Coming here and poison my family's dinner with your Jewish, Nigger-loving, hippie bullshit. Fuck you! Fuck you! Yeah, walk out, asshole, fucking Cabala reading motherfucker. Get the fuck out of my house.[flashes swastica tattoo] see this, this means not welcome.

One in every three black males is in some phase of the correctional system. Is that a coincidence or do these people have, you know, like a racial commitment to crime?

Oh it doesn't? You don't think I see what you're trying to do here? You think I'm gonna sit here and smile while some fuckin' kike tries to fuck my mother? It's never gonna happen Murray, fuckin' forget it, not on my watch, not while I'm still in this family. I will fuckin' cut your Shylock nose off and stick it up your ass before I let that happen. Coming here and poison my family's dinner with your Jewish, Nigger-lovin', hippie bullshit. Fuck you! Fuck you! Yeah, walk out, asshole, fuckin' Kabalah reading motherfucker. Get the fuck out of my house. [showing his tattoo of a swastika] DO YOU SEE THIS!? THIS MEANS NOT WELCOME!

Hey! I gotta bet..I come in this game right now same score but we play black guys against the white guys. "(black guys laugh)Name your price cracker" No money, no money for these courts and not just today for good. If you win we will walk outta here but if we win..no bitching, no fighting, right here in front of everybody you pack up your shit and get your black asses outta here

[Writing the beginning of the essay] People look at me and see my brother.

We're so hung up on this notion that we have some obligation to help the struggling black man, you know. Cut him some slack until he can overcome these historical injustices. It's crap. I mean, Christ, Lincoln freed the slaves, like, what? 130 years ago. How long does it take to get your act together?

I hate the fact that it's cool to be black these days, I hate this hip-hop fuckin influence in white fuckin suburbia and I hate tabatha and all her Zionist MTV fucking pigs telling us we should get along save the retorical bullshit hillary rodham clinton cause it aint gonna fuckin happen

Seth: Who do you hate, Danny?
Danny Vinyard: I hate anyone that isn't white Protestant.
Seth: Why?
Danny Vinyard: They're a burden to the advancement of the white race. Some of them are all right, I guess...
Seth: None of 'em are fucking all right, Danny, OK?

Reporter: Earlier today, L.A. County firefighter Dennis Vinyard was shot and killed battling a blaze at a suspected Compton drug den. We're at the Vinyard home now, and Lieutenant Vinyard's oldest son Derek has agreed to talk with us for a moment. Derek, if you could come down here, please, for a second. Look, I know this is tough, but how do you feel right now?
Derek Vineyard: (younger, wearing a Venice Beach High Basketball jersey) How do you think I feel? I think it's typical.
Reporter: Typical how?
Derek Vinyard: Well, this country's becoming a haven for criminals, so what do you expect? Decent hard-working Americans like my dad are getting rubbed out by social parasites.
Reporter: Parasites?
Derek Vinyard: Blacks, browns, yellow, whatever.
Reporter: I don't understand. You think maybe your father's murder was race-related?
Derek Vinyard: Yeah, it's race-related! Every problem in this country is race-related! Not just crime...it's immigration, AIDS, welfare! Those are problems of the black community, the Hispanic community, the Asian community! They're not white problems!
Reporter: Aren't those really issues that deal more with poverty?
Derek Vinyard: No! They're not products of their environments! That's crap! Minorities don't give two shits about this country! They come here to exploit it, not to embrace it!
Reporter: What does this have to do with the--
Derek Vinyard: Millions of white Europeans came here and flourished within a generation! What the fuck is the matter with these people? They have to go around...shooting at firemen!
Reporter: What does this have to do with the murder of your father?
Derek Vinyard: Because my father was murdered doing his job!! Putting out a fire in a fucking nigger neighborhood he shouldn't have given a shit about! He got shot by a fucking drug dealer who probably still collects a welfare check!
Doris Vinyard: (approaching Derek) Honey, that's enough.

Nigger you just fucked with the wrong bull... COME HERE! you should have learned your place on the fuckin' basketball court, but you fucking monkeys just never get the message! My father gave me that truck you motherfucker! Do you ever shoot at firemen? You come here and shoot at my family?! I'm gonna teach you a real lesson now motherfucker, put your fucking mouth on the curb...PUT IT ON THE CURB RIGHT NOW!! (The carjacker puts his teeth on the curb and bites). Thats it, now say goodnight! (jumps on the head of the carjacker)