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Cody Nicholson: You're an actor. Act, mother****er.

Elliot Blitzer: Hi. How are you? My name's Elliot, and I'm with the Cub Scouts of America. We're.. we're selling uncut cocaine to get to the jamboree.

Clifford Worley: Son of a bitch was right. She tastes like a peach.

Big Don: I eat the pussy, I eat the butt, I eat every mother****in' thang.

Mentor: You think a cop gives a **** about a pimp? Listen. Every pimp in the world gets shot. Two in the back of the ****in' head. Cops'd throw a party, man.

Dick Ritchie: I don't have a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out. All I got is ****in' Floyd.

Lucy: You want to take me to a Kung-Fu movie?
Clarence: Three Kung-Fu movies.

Lee Donowitz: What that take cost me?
Elliot: $357,000.
Lee: Elliot, I swear to god someone is stealing from me.

Clarence: You're a whore?
Alabama: I'm not a whore. I'm a call-girl. There's a difference, you know?

Clarence: [having just gotten married] Well, hello, Mrs. Worley.
Alabama: How do you do, Mr. Worley?
Clarence: Top o' the mornin', Mrs. Worley.
Alabama: Bottom of the night, Mr. Worley. By the way, have you seen your lovely little wife today?
Clarence: Are you speaking of my beautiful, charming, sexy wife, Mrs. Alabama Worley?
Alabama: Why, are there any others, Mr. Worley?
Clarence: No, none for me. [they kiss]

Marty: He's askin' about Alabama.
Drexl: Where the **** is that bitch?
Clarence: She's with me.
Drexl: Who the **** are you?
Clarence: I'm her husband.
Drexl: [Laughs] Well, that makes us practically related.

Drexl: [In the Night Club after he has beaten Clarence] He must have thought it was white boy day. It ain't white boy day, is it?
Marty: Nah man, It ain't white boy day.

Dick: Clarence, do you have any idea how much coke you have here?
Clarence: How much?
Dick: I don't know, but it's a ****in' lot.

Clarence: I can't tell you... that was one of the best times I ever had. It was. But, you know, I knew something must be rotten in Denmark. There was no way you could like me that much. Man, I can't tell you how relieved I was when you took off your dress, you... you didn't have a dick.
Alabama: Stop being so ****ing calm about all this.

Drexl: No thanks? What does that mean? Means you ate before you came down here? All full. Is that it? Naw, I don't think so. I think you're too scared to be eatin'. Now, see we're sittin' down here, ready to negotiate, and you've already given up your shit. I'm still a mystery to you. But I know exactly where your white ass is comin' from. See, if I asked you if you wanted some dinner and you grabbed an egg roll and started to chow down, I'd say to myself, "This mother****er's carryin' on like he ain't got a care in the world. Who know? Maybe he don't. Maybe this fool's such a bad mother****er, he don't got to worry about nothin', he just sit down, eat my Chinese, watch my TV." See? You ain't even sat down yet. On that TV there, since you been in the room, is a woman with her breasteses hangin' out, and you ain't even bothered to look. You just been clockin' me. Now, I know I'm pretty, but I ain't as pretty as a couple of titties.
Clarence: I'm not eatin' 'cause I'm not hungry. I'm not sittin' 'cause I'm not stayin'. I'm not lookin' at the movie 'cause I saw it seven years ago. It's "The Mack" with Max Julian, Carol Speed, and Richard Pryor, written by Bobby Poole, directed by Michael Campus, and released by Cinerama Releasing Company in 1984. I'm not scared of you. I just don't like you. In that envelope is some payoff money. Alabama's moving on to some greener pastures. We're not negotiatin'. I don't like to barter. I don't like to dicker. I never have fun in Tijuana. That price is non-negotiable. What's in that envelope is for my peace of mind. My peace of mind is worth that much. Not one penny more, not one penny more.

Clarence: Do I look like a beautiful blond with big tits and an ass that tastes like French vanilla ice-cream?
Elliot: What?
Clarence: I said do I look like a beautiful blonde with big big tits and an ass that tastes like French vanilla ice cream?
Elliot: No.
Clarence: No. Okay, then why are you telling me all this bullshit, huh? You wanna **** me?

Lee: [discussing possible titles for his next film] What does Joe like?
Elliot: Um..."Body Bags 2".
Lee: Ooh, that's imaginative. I've got more taste in my penis.

Coccotti: You know who I am, Mr. Worley?
Clifford: I got no idea.
Coccotti: I'm the Anti-Christ. You got me in a vendetta kind of mood. You tell the angels in heaven you never seen evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you. My name is Vincent Coccotti. I work as counsel for Mr. Blue Lou Boyle, the man your son stole from. I hear you were once a cop so I can assume you've heard of us before. Am I correct?
Clifford: I heard of Blue Lou Boyle.
Coccotti: I'm glad. Hopefully it means we can cut out the part of the conversation where you're wondering how full of shit I am.

Clifford: I haven't seen Clarence.
Coccotti: You see that? [Holding a clenched fist, then striking Clifford] That smarts, doesn't it? Getting slammed in the nose. ****s you all up. You get that pain shootin' through your brain, your eyes fill up with water. That ain't any kind of fun, but what I have to offer you, that's as good as it's gonna get. And it won't ever get that good again. We talked to your neighbors. They saw a Cadillac. Purple Cadillac. Clarence's purple Cadillac, parked in front of your trailer yesterday. Mr. Worley, you seen your son?
Clifford: Now, wait a minute and listen. I haven't seen Clarence in three years. Yesterday he shows up here with a girl, sayin' he got married. He told me he needed some quick cash for a honeymoon, so he asked if he could borrow five hundred dollars. I wanted to help him out so I wrote out a check. We went to breakfast and that's the last I saw of him. So help me God. They never thought to tell me where they were goin'. And I never thought to ask.
Coccotti: Sicilians are great liars. The best in the world. I'm a Sicilian. And my old man was the world heavyweight champion of Sicilian liars. And from growin' up with him I learned the pantomime. Now there are seventeen different things a guy can do when he lies to give him away. A guy has seventeen pantomimes. A woman's got twenty, but a guy's got seventeen. And if you know 'em like ya know your own face, they beat lie detectors to hell. What we got here is a little game of show and tell. You don't wanna show me nothin'. But you're tellin' me everything. Now I know you know where they are. So tell me, before I do some damage you won't walk away from.
Clifford: Could I have one of those Chesterfields now?
Coccotti: Sure.
Clifford: Got a match? Oh, don't bother. I got one.

Coccotti: ...your son, the cowboy, it's claimed, came in the room blazin', and didn't stop 'till they were pretty sure everybody was dead.
Clifford: What are you talkin' about?
Coccotti: Talkin' about a massacre. They snatched my narcotics, hightailed it outta there. Woulda got away with it, but your son, ****head that he is, left his driver's license in a dead guy's hand.

Clifford: You know, I don't believe you.
Coccotti: That's of minor importance. What is of major ****ing importance is that I believe you.

Clifford: You're Sicilian, huh?
Coccotti: Yeah, Sicilian.
Clifford: You know, I read a lot. Especially about things that have to do with history. I find that shit fascinating. Here's a fact, I don't know if you know or not, Sicilians were spawned by ****s.
Coccotti: Come again?
Clifford: It's a fact. You see, Sicilians have black blood pumpin' through their hearts. If you don't believe me, you can look it up. Hundreds and hundreds of years ago, you see, the Moors conquered Sicily. And Moors are ****s.
Coccotti: Yes...
Clifford: So you see, way back then, uh, Sicilians were like, uh, w**s from Northern Italy. Ah, they all had blonde hair and blue eyes, but, uh, well, then the Moors moved in there, and uh, well, they changed the whole country. They did so much ****in' with Sicilian women, huh? That they changed the whole bloodline forever. That's why blonde hair and blue eyes became black hair and dark skin. You know, it's absolutely amazing to me to think that to this day, hundreds of years later, that, uh, that Sicilians still carry that n***er gene. Now this...
[Coccotti laughs]
Clifford: No, I'm, no, I'm quoting... history. It's written. It's a fact, it's written.
Coccotti: [laughing] I love this guy.
Clifford: Your ancestors are n***ers. Uh-huh. Hey. Yeah. And, and your great-great-great-great grandmother ****ed a n****r, ho, ho, yeah, and she had a half-n***er kid... now, if that's a fact, tell me, am I lying? 'Cause you, you're part ***plant.
Coccotti: Ohhh!
Clifford: Huh? Hey! Hey! Hey!
Coccotti: You're a c****loupe. [shoots Cliff in the face]

Mentor: I gotta hand it to you Clarence.
Clarence: I was cool?
Mentor: Naw man you were cooler than cool.

Alabama: Did I do my part okay?
Clarence: Bamaloo you were perfect.
Alabama: Like a ninja?
Clarence: Like a ninja.

Virgil: Hi.
Alabama: Hi... cigarette?
Virgil: No... that's a very nice outfit.
Alabama: This? I got this in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Virgil: Alabama, where's our coke and where's Clarence, and when's he coming back?
Alabama: I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong room. My name is Sadie. We don't have any coke but there's a Pepsi machine down the hall. I don't know anybody named Clarence but perhaps my husband does. You can ask him because he'll be home any minute. He plays football. He's just at a... practice.

Cody Nicholson: [to Elliot] You just made it big time.
Nicky Dimes: You're no longer an extra...
Cody Nicholson: ...or a bit player...
Nicky Dimes: ...or a supporting actor...
Cody Nicholson: ...you're a ****ing star. You are a ****ing star. And you are going to be playing your one-man show for the next two ****ing years for a captive audience. And listen to this, you get out in a few years and meet some old lady, get married, and you'll be so understanding to your wife's needs because you'll know what it feels like to be a woman.
Nicky Dimes: Of course, you'll only want to **** her in the ass because that pussy wont be tight enough anymore.
Cody Nicholson: Good one detective, right you ****ing ****?

Cody Nicholson: All right you're all under arrest put the guns down!
Monty: **** you! All of you pigs drop your guns and back away.
Lee: Monty what the **** are you doing just put your gun down.
Nicky Dimes: Drop your guns now mother****er!
Boris: **** you, we can kill all of you assholes and you know it now get your ass on the floor!
Lee: Boris, shut the **** up. We're all gonna die here. These are cops.
Boris: So what, they're cops, who gives a shit? Hey Lee, there's something I never told you about me: I hate ****in' cops.

Boris: Call me an ambulance. Somebody, call me an ambulance.
Nicky Dimes: Shut up.
Boris: **** you, I'm bleeding.
Nicky Dimes: I'll call you a hearse... this is for Cody.

Lee Donowitz: Elliot, how do we know this guy?
Elliot: He's a friend of Dick.
Lee: Who the *static* -is dick?
Elliot: You... you want me to suck his dick?
Lee: Who the **** is Dick?
Elliot: Oh, oh! Who the **** is Dick?

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