Harlem Nights

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#1
Quick: What would a woman that fine want in a big, fat, nasty, greasy, fat, stank, bloated, cheesy-backed, 12-sandwich-eatin' bastard?
#2
Roberto: Sugar, Tommy's coming.
Sugar Ray: [sees Tommy Smalls and crew coming in... nods] Thank you.
Roberto: Want me to "kick he ass"?
Sugar Ray: No, don't "kick he ass". Thank you, Roberto.
#3
Bennie Wilson: Man didn't accuse you of stealing, Vera. Now sit down and shut the fuck up!
#4
Quick: Hey, I have a lot of money on you, Man.
The Champ: W-w-w-well... y-y-y-you's gettin ready to b-b-b-be a rich nigga... you see, cause, c-c-come next week... I'm knockin'... somebody... the fuck out!
#5
Sugar Ray: You have got to stop over-reacting.
Quick: [shouts] Over-reacting?
#6
Vera: Benny, you put this orange juice back in here, ain't nothin' left but a swallow!
Bennie Wilson: Then swallow it and shut the fuck up!
#7
[last lines]
Quick: So, where you wanna go, Pop?
Sugar Ray: I don't know, Son. But we got a tank full of gas, and a trunk full of money.
Quick: That sounds like a sweet combination.
Sugar Ray: Sweet as sugar.
#8
Quick: Vera, put that razor away!

[pulls gun]
Quick: I ain't playin' games no more. You put that fuckin' razor away or I'll blow your goddamn pinky toe off!
Vera: Oh! Now you're gonna shoot me in my pinky toe.
Quick: I'm not playing with you. I will blow that little black, gnarled crusty, dead motherfucker the fuck off your foot! Now put the razor away!
#9
Sugar Ray: Ok, the same fella who made the drop last year is gonna do it again. I want somebody on him. Vera, do you have a girl?
Vera: I've got a girl who's pussy is so good, if you threw it up in the air it would turn into sunshine.
#10
Vera: Kiss my ENTIRE ass!
#11
Crying Man: Only way you're going home is shot, motherfucker!
#12
Quick: It's not how many you shoot. It's who you shoot.
#13
Quick: [Quick is at the open door of Tommy's apartment] Tommy... hey man, you asleep? Tommy! Yo... hey... hey... hey... hey...

[sees Tommy dead in his chair, bullet-ridden and with his throat cut]
Quick: Holy shit... somebody fucked you up real bad, man. I think I'm going to leave, cause you probably want to sit there by yourself, alone, and think about who you pissed off. So, I'll let you have your space. Excuse me.
#14
Vera: YOU shut the fuck up, Bennie! I would tell you to kiss my ass, but knowing you, you probably can't find it, you blind motherfucker!
#15
Sugar Ray: Quick, you're not a gangster. We're not. We're club owners. We run a dance hall. Calhoune... he's a cold-hearted killer. He'll have your ass killed. Now, the man probably doesn't know about La Rue yet. But in the morning, he's going to want you really dead. So, we got to find a place where we can lay low. Till we can run the scam and split.
Quick: You telling me I should hide?
Sugar Ray: No. I'm telling you you're gonna hide. You don't hide, Quick, they're gonna kill you. I'm not gonna let that happen to you. I didn't come this far with you so you can prove you ain't no punk and die. What are they gonna put on your tombstone? "Here lies a man, 27 years old. He died, but he ain't no punk." Hey man, that's bullshit. OK? You know when you die? When you're 89... got your children and your grandchildren around the bed... that's cool. It ain't cool to die at 27. I'm not gonna let you do that to yourself. I'm not gonna let you do it to me. 'Cause they kill you, they're gonna have to kill me. 'Cause I'm gonna kill them.
#16
Quick: How's Sunshine doing on that pick up man?
Bennie Wilson: Oh, he proposed to her four times already, said he would leave his wife & kids and convert from Catholic to Baptist. Now you know that's some mean pussy to make a man change gods.
#17
Sugar Ray: I'm gonna take this little boy home to his mother.
Young Quick: My mama's dead.
Sugar Ray: Well, your daddy?
Young Quick: My father's dead, too.
Sugar Ray: Did you kill 'em?
Young Quick: No, they just dead.
#18
Sugar Ray: How was your date?
Quick: I killed her.
Sugar Ray: Ah, tore the pussy up, huh!
Quick: No, man, I killed her.
Sugar Ray: What the fuck you talking about
Quick: I shot her,man.
Sugar Ray: Hmm. Was the pussy that bad, man?
#19
Sugar Ray: What if we made love real hard for 35 minutes then drop off into a deep, coma like sleep?
#20
Crying Man: [crying and loading machine gun after discovering his brother Tommy dead in his apartment] He messed with the wrong nigger's brother! Oh, Quick is mine!