Sinners (2025) quotes

View Quote Annie: What you come back for?
Smoke: We bought that old sawmill. Yeah, we gon' patch it up, make it into a juke joint.
Annie: A juke joint. This one of Stack's ideas?
Smoke: Yeah, he figure tonight gonna be a grand opening.
Annie: I thought y'all was done with the Delta. Last I heard, y'all were northern men.
Smoke: Nah, we through with Chicago.
Annie: Chicago through with y'all?
Smoke: What you asking?
Annie: Who you and Stack robbed to get enough money for them crackers to sell you a whole mill?

View Quote Bo: Hey, baby. Come on outside, I got the car started Let's go. [Grace doesn't move] Come on, Grace.
Grace: ...he's killin' him.
Bo: [He glances over to Cornbread, who's killing a juke patron] Oh, you talking about that? Don't worry about Cornbread. He's just a little hungry, that's all. Let's go, come on.
[Grace just stares at him. There's blood on the back of his shirt.]
Bo: Come on and go. I got the car warmed up. [He looks back to Grace, obviously unamused] Or... you let me back in there, and I'll come in and we can grab our things and head home.
Annie: Don't listen to him.
Smoke: Grace, we're gonna find a way out of this, I promise.
Remmick: I am your way out. This world already left you for dead. Won't let you build, won't let you fellowship. We will do just that. Together. Forever.
Bo: It's better this way, baby. So why don't you go ahead and invite us in?
Remmick: You should listen to him, Grace, or listen to me. Because I know everything he knows now, and I want you to let us in there. Or we're gonna go to the grocery store, we're gonna pay little Lisa a visit.
Grace: No, no, no, don’t you **** dare!
Remmick: Oh, yeah, Grace, I know everything now. [he starts speaking Toisan] Even how you like to be licked. I can promise I won't bite too hard.

View Quote Cornbread: Slim! Smoke!
Delta Slim: Where the hell you been at, man? Huh?
Cornbread: To go see a man about a dog, like I told you, you old drunk. Turns out I need to take a shit, too. [Noticing that Smoke is covered in blood] God Dog! What happened to you, Smoke?
Smoke: Stack dead. ****, what the **** happened to you?
Cornbread: I'm sorry. All right, well, let me in, so I can help.
Annie: Hold on.
Cornbread: What y'all doin'? Just step aside and let me on in, now.
Annie: Why do you need him to do that? You big and strong enough to push past us.
Cornbread: Well, that wouldn't be too polite now, would it, Miss Annie. I don't know why I'm talking to you anyway. Probably your fish sandwich messed up my guts in the first place. Usin' old, stale grease.
Annie: [Defensively] I ain't never used stale grease, and you know it.
Cornbread: Shut up, Annie. Smoke...
Annie: Don't talk to him. You talkin' to me right now. Why can't you just walk your big ass up in here without an invite, huh? Go 'head. Admit to it.
Cornbread: Admit to what?
Annie: That you dead. That one of them white folks out there kill you, and you a haint now.
Cornbread: [Laughs] Smoke, you listenin' to this? Woman, this man showed me kindness. Employed me. Grabbed me out of the field. Now, he say his brother been killed. The man needs comfort, not you fillin' up his mind with that old Louisiana bayou bullshit you on. Now, we out here playing games, telling ghost stories in place of doin' what we ought to do.
Delta Slim: And what is it we s'pose to be doin'?
Cornbread: [Spreading out his arms] Being kind to one another. And bein' polite. Now, we is one people's. And we shouldn't go in, bargin' into other folks' places uninvited. So...
Smoke: You been in and outta here all day. Ain't never need an invite then. Yeah, somethin' ain't addin' up.
Cornbread: Shit, Stack was my ride up here. I 'posed to walk back?
Smoke: That ain't my problem.
Cornbread: Well, it be, your own peoples. And I thought you was better than this, but you just like the white man. Can I at least get my money?
Delta Slim: Oh you did such a bang-up job, now you wanna to get paid for what you ain't did.
Cornbread: Ain't nobody talkin' to you, you old drunk. Shut your mouth.
Delta Slim: No, you shut the **** up. Don't give him shit, Smoke. Don't give him nothin'. [Smoke is taking money out of his pocket]
Annie: Careful.

View Quote Delta Slim: Hey, let me tell you somethin'. Let me tell YOU goddamn somethin', ****. The Stack I know, he ain't fellowshipping with no goddamn devil.
Stack: **** you, ****. It is me. Elias Moore. And I'm talking to my big brother right now, so I'mma kindly ask you to shut the **** up.
Stack: [turns to Smoke] We was never gonna be free. We've been running around everywhere looking for freedom. You know damn well we was never gonna find it. Until this. This is the way. Together. Forever. And I ain't doing this shit without ya. There is no me without you. What's it gon' be?

View Quote Delta Slim: Y'all smell anything?
Annie: No.
Delta Slim: I think I shat myself.

View Quote Mary: So, you play that guitar they left you?
Sammie: Yeah.
Mary: That's good. You makin' any money with that thing?
Sammie: Not really. Not yet, at least.
Mary: I'd tell ya it didn't matter as long as you love it, but that'd be horseshit advice.

View Quote Mary: You know, I waited for you.
Stack: Shit, I don't know why in the hell you gon' do that.
Mary: Because you told me you loved me.
Stack: Well, I told you to stay the **** away from me, too, but I guess you didn't hear that part, huh?
Mary: Ohh, I heard you. I heard you loud and clear, but then you stuck your tongue in my cooze and **** me so hard, I figured you changed your mind.
Stack: Keep your voice down now.

View Quote Old Sammie: You know something? Maybe once a week, I wake up paralyzed, reliving that night. But before the sun went down, I think that was the best day of my life. Was it like that for you?
Stack: [He smiles] No doubt about it. Last time I seen my brother.
[In a flashback, Smoke and Stack hug each other]
Stack: Last time I seen the sun. And just for a few hours... we was free.

View Quote Remmick: I want your stories. And I want your songs. And you gon' have mine. [prepares to bite Sammie]
Sammie Moore: [desperately reciting] Our Father... which art in Heaven... hallowed be thy name...
Remmick: [in distinct Irish accent] Thy kingdom come... thy will be done... on Earth, as it is in Heaven.
[The large group of vampires outside of the joint begins reciting the Our Father simultaneously with Remmick]
Remmick: Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not in temptation. Deliver us from evil. Amen.
[The group stops reciting, and Remmick returns to speaking in a Southern accent]
Remmick: Long ago, the men who stole my father's land forced these words upon us. I hated those men, but the words still bring me comfort.
[Remmick dunks Sammie's head briefly under the water]
Remmick: Those men lied to themselves, then lied to us. [dunks Sammie's head again] They told stories of a God above and a Devil below, and lies of a dominion of man over beast and Earth! [dunks Sammie's head again] We are Earth and beast and God. We are woman and man. We are connected, you and I... to everything.

View Quote Remmick: You fellers must be the owners of this establishment.
Smoke: That's right. And you are?
Remmick: Name's Remmick. This here's Joan and Bert.
Sammie: Hey Stack, y'all alright?
Remmick: Aww, and you... must be that voice I heard from out here. Aw, it was beautiful.
Joan: God damn bee-yew-tiful voice.
Bert: Even through these walls.
Smoke: Where y'all from?
Joan: Just down the road.
Stack: And how far is that?
Remmick: North Carolina.
Smoke: Y'all Klan?
Remmick: [offended] Sir... w-we believe in equality and music. We just came here to play. Spend some money, have a good time. Here, I'll show you.
[Remmick, Joan, and Bert play "Picked Poor Robin Clean" on the banjo. The others watch in confusion, though Stack chuckles and nods along a bit.]
Smoke: [stopping the music after a bit] Hold on hold on, just a minute.
Remmick: Aw, its just about to get good.
Smoke: Nah I believe ya. But this here a juke joint.
Stack: Blues music.
Bert: Well we've got money and we ready to spend it with y'all.
Remmick: Soundin' damn near perfect and you're saying we ain't welcome.
Smoke: Nah I'm saying you get down that road and get back into town. Plenty of white barrel houses down there.
Remmick: [chuckles] Aw this- this cuz we're... [gestures to skin] Alright. [Points at Mary] How'd she get in?
Mary: Now that is none-
Annie: [interrupting] She here cuz she family.
Remmick: Family... [sighs] Can- can we just, for one night, just all be family? [he steps forward, and Smoke reaches for his gun] Y-you don't need to do that, sir. We'll be on our way. But we're gonna walk real slow, just in case y'all change your mind.

View Quote Sammie Moore: Delta Slim.
Delta Slim: Yeah, I thank you for your generosity. I guess that Chicago wind blew your black asses back down here, huh? Who the boy?
Stack: This my little cousin. Preacherboy Sammie. Happens to be the finest blues player in all the Delta.
Delta Slim: I got socks older than this here boy. What the hell he know about the blues?
Sammie Moore: [Holding up his guitar] I can show you better than I can tell you.
Delta Slim: Hold up, now. Put down that mother****er...
Stack: Put that away.
Delta Slim: Now, this here my patch right here. Now, you wasn't his cousin and a young pup to boot. I'd cut your ass too thin to fry.
Stack: And you threaten him again I'mma make your drunk ass swallow that harmonica. You still nice with them keys?
Delta Slim: Depend on who you ask.
Stack: I'll give you $20 to come play at our juke tonight.
Delta Slim: Yeah, I wish I could. I'mma be at Messengers tonight same as I am every Saturday night.
Stack: What they pay you?
Delta Slim: For a gangster, you sure ask a lot of questions.
Stack: They ain't paying you $20 a night, I know that.
Delta Slim: You ain't paying no $20 a night. You payin' $20, maybe, tonight. I ain't never heard of your juke. Maybe it's here tonight, is it here tomorrow night? The week after that? Nah. I've been at Messengers every Saturday night for the last ten years. Messenger's gon' be there another ten years after that, at least. Shit. That's probably more time than I got left on this earth, Stack. I play, and I get as much corn liquor as I can drink. A sinner like me, I can't ask for more than that.
Stack: Know what, Slim? I'll drink to that. [He takes out and opens up a bottle of liquor]
Delta Slim: Ooh. What you got there, boy?
Stack: Oh, this? It's a Irish beer. Straight from the north side of Chicago.
Delta Slim: You sayin' that's beer?
Stack: Wind didn't bring us down here empty-handed. [He hands Slim the bottle]
Delta Slim: [Chuckles] Give me that. [He takes a swig] my goodness.
Stack: I got 500 more bottles just like that. Ice cold. Say we pay you $40 a night, and all the beer that you can drink. After that, no strings. You act now, I'll even let you finish that bottle in your hand. [Slim and Sammie are performing] These two gon' be playin' down at the old sawmill. It's the grand openin' of our new joint. Club Juke. We gon' have us a battle of the blues. It's gon' be a real-ring-a-ding-ding. Just for us. Y'all ready to eat? Y'all ready to drink? Y'all ready to sweat till y'all stank. All right. We gon' to get funky like a Mississippi donkey y'all. Get a drink on the Twins when you get there.

View Quote Sammie Moore: I don't think you should be here. See, I'm with the twins.
Mary: With the twins? Boy, if you don't get the **** outta my face.

View Quote Sammie Moore: Mornin' Pop.
Jedidiah: You're up awful early, son.
Sammie Moore: Like you say, jump on the work don't let the work jump on you.
Jedidiah: That's right.
Sammie Moore: Finished my quota for the day. [Notices the guitar]
Jedidiah: Yeah. I brought it in here. I want you to help me give my sermon tomorrow. First Corinthians, 10:13. Read.
Sammie Moore: No temptation has overtaken you, except what is common to mankind. God is faithful. He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you're tempted he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it. Now, Pop if you don't mind, I'm gon' be late.
Jedidiah: Late for what, boy? Where you gotta that's more important then being in the House of God?
Sammie Moore: I've been workin' all week, Pop. Wanna be free of all this for a day.
Jedidiah: To play music? For drunkards? Philanderers, who shirk their responsibilities to their families so they can sweat all over each other?
Sammie Moore: I'll be back in time for service in the morning.
Jedidiah: Son? You keep dancing with the devil one day, he's gonna follow you home.
Stack: Hey, lil' cousin. Come on out. Got two dollars out here waiting on a dime. [Sammie goes out to be with his cousins]
Jedidiah: Samuel!
Stack: Aw, don't you worry now, uncle Jed. We gon' get him back to you in one piece.

View Quote Sammie Moore: They said you wanna talk.
Smoke: Yeah. Seen your performance down there. Pretty damn good.
Sammie Moore: Can't thank you enough for this. I mean, y'all the ones who put that guitar in my hand. Now this.
Smoke: Well, you got the talent. That's for certain. But all this ain't no life for nobody. I know plenty of musicians I ain't never met a happy one. Yeah, it's cute now. But it get old. That ramblin'.
Sammie Moore: I mean being with y'all today... Smoke, I feel like I'm flying. Well, today settled it. I'm headin' off on my own.
Smoke: Where you goin'?
Sammie Moore: I don't know. Maybe Chicago.
Smoke: Hmm. One day our daddy beat Stack real bad. So we get in our minds that we need to run away. See, me, I wanna go to the next plantation over. But Stack, he figured we get to Mound Bayou. Small town. Right here in Mississippi. Founded by free slaves. And everything is Black-owned.
Sammie Moore: That sound like a crock.
Smoke: Yeah, well, I seen it.
Sammie Moore: Why y'all ain't stay?
Smoke: That mayor knew who our daddy was. Knew he was a evil man. Figured it was no way that he ain't passed that evil down to us. See, your daddy a preacher. You can go and do that. You like makin' music? Make church music. You wan' leave go on down Mound Bayou. Live with the proper Black folks. Leave all this here improper shit to us.
Sammie Moore: Well, I ain't going to Mound Bayou. My daddy a reverend, but I'm y'all cousin, too. And a lot more people know the Smokestack Twins then they know my daddy.
Smoke: Yeah? Well, you better enjoy the rest of the night, 'cause this your last juke.
Sammie Moore: You ain't in no position to tell me how to live my life.
Smoke: Come tomorrow, I find out about you playin' in one of these boy, I'll kill you myself.
Sammie Moore: Look, I'm leaving that plantation just like y'all did. And if that's a problem for you... kill me now.
Smoke: [He pulls out his handgun and points it at Sammie] What's the matter? I'm a soldier, boy. And you just gave me a command. [He puts his handgun back in his holster]

View Quote Sammie Moore: You're the devil, ain't you?
Remmick: Sammie! You're the one I came for. I sensed you. I want to see my people again, I'm trapped here. But your gifts can bring them to me. Y'all give them to me now. Just- just give me little Sammie. We'll let y'all live.
[Sammie moves to the door, but Smoke and the others hold him back]
Smoke: Hey, hey, easy.
Delta Slim: I'm gonna tell you something, you goddamn peckerwood. You can't have him. He belongs to us. He belongs with us! And I ain't gonna let that happen.
Remmick: You can't save him, Smoke - no more than you could save your brother.
[Stack walks up to Club Juke, laughing and carrying Mary in his arms]
Remmick: You ain't safe here. No matter how many guns or how much money, they gonna take it from you when they want. You built something here tonight, and it was beautiful. But it was built on a lie. Hogwood? Well, he's the grand dragon of the Ku Klux Klan. [He points to Bert] That's his mother**** nephew! They was always gonna kill you - I just happened to show up at the right place at the right time.
Stack: He telling the truth, Smoke. I can see his memories.
Delta Slim: Smoke, that ain't your brother.
Stack: This wasn't no juke joint, no club. This is a... slaughterhouse.
Bert: It's a goddamn killing floor.
Joan: But what Uncle Hogwood don't know is we gonna start ourselves a new Klan based on love.
Remmick: Now that we got numbers, we'll probably go to that old bigot and rectify him, too.
Annie: Why can't y'all just go?
Mary: Because we're not leaving without y'all. We family. Ain't that right? I know it sound crazy, but... after we kill y'all, we're gonna have heaven right here on Earth!