It sounds like a simple misunderstanding to me. Now... Zeke'll buy Miller a bottle of Cutty, and we'll forget the whole thing.
ZEKE AIN'T BUYIN NOBODY A GODDAMN THING! And you ain't shit for a steward, Hill!
Maybe you don't belong in this union!
Maybe you're right!
Y'know I can't go to the Green Room with every little thing. I gotta wait for somethin' big, or a buncha little things. Now we can't let our power be dissipated by the, by the plant. . .
Plant my ass, man! That's all you talk about, "the plant"! Everybody know what "the plant" is. "The plant" just short for plantation!
Smokey James Why do you go to the line every Friday?
Well ...
Smokey James Because the finance man's gonna be at your house on Saturday, right? That's exactly what the company wants - to keep you on their line. They'll do anything to keep you on their line. They pit the lifers against the new boys, the old against the young, the black against the white - ANYTHING to keep us in our place.
Smoke, what if they don't wanna pay?
Smokey James If they don't pay, then we're gonna cut'em a new asshole.
Now that shit is pitiful. I dunno how in the **** a **** like that gets some money anyway. This is the dumbest shit - look at this mutha****a. Look like a mutha****in' ostrich. Look at that shit . . .
If you hate it so much, why dontcha just turn it off?
Turn it off? Are you kiddin' baby? Took me three years to pay for that mutha****a. We gon' watch everything they show on it. All the shit they show. Even the snow when the mutha****a go off, I'm gonna sit here and watch that!
I take home two-ten a week man, goddamn. I gotta pay for the lights, gas, clothes, food... every ****in' thing, man. I'm left with about thirty bucks after all the ****in' bills are paid. Gimme a break, will ya mister?
Mister Brown, there's nothing I can do. I work for Uncle Sam . . .
**** Uncle Sam, man! They give the ****in' politicians a break! Agnew and 'em don't pay shit! Working man's gotta pay every goddamn thing!
You shouldn't say that about Uncle Sam . . .
Don't point at me, you mutha****a! Get out my house! I'll pay the goddamn money!
You bet you will, you'll pay it.
Yeah I know I'll pay it! If I had the Navy and Marines behind me, I'd be a mutha****a too!
Maybe we should've robbed a liquor store like everybody else.
And when I take over your mutha****in' job, know what I'm gonna do baby? Gonna get on my private jet and wing up to Palm Springs. Hang out with Eddie Knuckles, and hit a few golfballs with President Ford and Nixon and them mutha****as.
Credit's the only thing you can get free from the company. Got a house, fridge, dishwasher, washer-dryer, TV, stereo, motorcycle, car..."buy this shit, buy that shit." All you got's a buncha shit.
Man, flick my Bic!
