 Movie/TV title: 2 fast 2 furious
Character name: Roman Pearce
Quote(s):
Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.
Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.
Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.
Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.
[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.
[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!
Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?
[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?
Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.
Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?
Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.
[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!
[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.
Roman: Why must I chase the cat?
[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.
[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?
Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!
Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?
Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.
Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.
Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential
[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.
Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!
Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.
Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.
[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!
| Movie/TV title: Flight of the Pheonix
Character name: A.J.
Quote(s):
[preparing for takeoff]
A.J.: [as Bill Cosby] OK, all set, Mr. President. I think it's about time that we do the checklist as the two Bills. What do you say, buddy?
Frank Towns: [as Bill Clinton] Why change a good thing? Go ahead.
A.J.: Allow me to grab my bulletin. Seatbelts.
Frank Towns: I always like to have a little something strapped to my lap. Check.
A.J.: Windows, doors and hatches.
Frank Towns: Closed and secure, so no-one can disturb us.
A.J.: Water injection.
Frank Towns: That's what she said. Check.
A.J.: Gyro.
Frank Towns: Set and uncaged, just like yours truly.
A.J.: And last but not least, cowl flaps.
Frank Towns: Till the cows come home... I think we're ready to go. Gonna kiss your lucky man?
A.J.: I'll make it happen right now.
Frank Towns: All right. Clear left.
A.J.: Clear right.
Frank Towns: All right... here we go...
A.J.: What you doin?
Ian: [Fiddling with a PDA] Sending an Email to a friend.
A.J.: You're a funny fucker. | Movie/TV title:Four Brothers
Character name:Angel Mercer
Quote(s):
Jack: Jack drinks Jack! Jack drink Jack!
[considering his name is Jack and he's Drinking Jack Daniels]
Jeremiah: Jackie is drunk!
Bobby: Jack likes ass crack and ballsack.
Jack: Jack doesn't like ass crack and ballsack! Jack likes boobs! Jack's got fans. Jack's got lots of fans.
Angel: Man, shut the hell up.
Angel: I gotta ask you a question. Me and Sofi did a lot of making up last night. It seems like a got a little rust on my tools down here
[opens his bathrobe]
Bobby: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ask the cockologist in the shower.
Jack: How the hell would I know?
Bobby: You're the expert.
Jack: [looks for a second] Rug burn.
Bobby: She's so La Vida Loca.
Angel: Shut up Bobby, don't start with that! That's why you don't get a girlfriend.
Bobby: I get a girlfriend every fucking week. You know what I want a girlfriend like you.
Sofi: Callate!
Angel: Please don't go there. Can y'all please not go there.
Sofi: [in a whiny voice] Angel, you said this time was going to be different.
Bobby: Ai mami, you're breaking mi corazon, chica. She's getting real comfortable here. What are you doing? I thought you were a macho man, a tough guy. You know, it's a crying shame that Little Jack is the only one down to ride.
Bobby: [after Jack is shot] Jack! Jack, look at me! Jack, you all right? Hold on. We need an ambulance!
Angel: Somebody help! Call 911!
Bobby: Jack. Jack. Jack! Jack, please. Come on, man.
Sofi: I'm calling, I'm calling!
Bobby: Come on, Jack, you gotta breathe!
Sofi: [on the phone] We need an ambulance right now!
Bobby: Don't you die on me you little fairy. Come on, Jack. Please! You gotta fucking breathe! Come on!
Jack: [grunts and gasps, gives one last breath, and dies]
Bobby: [crying] Jack! Jack. Jack, come on, Jack, please! Please...
Angel: [whispers] Jack.
Jack: Haven't seen you in forever!
Angel: Yeah, I know.
Jack: Hey, did you get your teeth whitened?
Angel: Man, shut up Jackie-poo
Bobby: I don't know how you did it for so many years, man. It must've driven you crazy, Angel. On a ship for, what, six months at a time with nothing but dudes
Angel: It wasn't a ship. And the marine's went co-ed, they got girls now.
Bobby: Yeah, I bet'cha those girls look like dudes too, though.
Angel: Not after six months they don't.
Angel: Cops are always welcome at the Mercer's. It makes us feel safe and cozy. Just the way we like it.
Angel: Green, how do you go from petty thug to contract killer? And if they were professional shooters like you say, they'd have never told us who they were working with anyway.
Sofi: Angel, can I ask you a question? What the hell is this?
[holds up some condoms]
Angel: Those are breathmints, baby!
Sofi: You know I'm allergic to latex! Who did you buy them for?
Angel: Put the coo coo back in the clock, baby, I bought them in Vegas way before I even knew I was coming here!
Angel: Jerry ain't been strait up with us about that redevelopment project. I found out his dream's dead. Jerry got involved with some bad people. The city got on him about fraud and what not, cut his loans off like a month ago. Technically, Jerry's really broke.
Bobby: You think this had something to do with what happened to Ma?
Angel: No, I'm saying it's something we should look into.
Bobby: I ain't playing no more. I'm gonna go in there and bust that melon...
Jack: Hey! His family's in there!
Angel: Bobby, you're gonna have to calm down.
Bobby: Oh, I'm calm. He think's I'm an idiot! He thinks I don't know what the fuck is going on!
[about Jack]
Angel: I miss him too. We won't be able to bring him back, but we're going to send him some company.
Detective Fowler: It's not looking good for you, homeboy.
Angel: We'll see if they're still your boys after they find out you killed your partner Green, homeboy.
Detective Fowler: That's your angle, huh? You're gonna walk out there and tell them I killed Green? That's your story?
Angel: It has the advantage of being true.
Detective Fowler: So what? I killed my partner. I could kill the whole damn police department if you were the only witness. They'd probably just promote me to chief. You're one of the Mercer brothers. No cop in the world is going to believe your word over mine.
Angel: You know what, you're probably right. Other than the ones I got outside right now in a van, listening to every bit of our conversation.
Sofi: Do I recall something about having dinner together? Because I seem to remember spending *two hours* in the kitchen...
Angel: Sofi, baby...
Sofi: Angel! You promised that this time, things would be different.
Bobby: Ay, mami. You're breaking mi corazon.
Angel: It's a little heavy in here, I'm just gonna go outside and get a little air.
Bobby: You're full of shit, man. You can smell that ass from down the street, huh?
Angel: What are you talking about?
Bobby: What do you mean, what? You know exactly what we talking about with La Vida Loca.
Angel: Ain't nobody going to go get no La Vida Loca nothing!
Jeremiah: She's got a boyfriend.
Bobby: She's got a boyfriend, she's got hard dick in her right now. She screaming somebody else's name and the last thing she's doing is thinking about is your black ass.
Angel: It's kinda hot in there, I'm just gonna go outside and get some air.
Bobby: [laughing] You can smell that ass from down the street, huh?
Angel: What are you talking about?
Bobby: What do you mean "what" man, you know "what", man.
Jeremiah: She's got a boyfriend.
Bobby: She's got a boyfriend, she's got hard dick in her right now and she's screaming someone else's name and the last thing she's thinking about is your black ass.
[All Laugh]
Angel: Why are you guys comin' at me with this. I told you I'm not going to go see that girl, and I'm NOT!
Angel: Heh Heh. They look like nipples!
Angel: She's the only woman that ever gave a damn. The least we can do is go bang on a few doors and see what happens. We owe her that much.
Jeremiah: So you're gonna shoot up the whole town cause y'all mad?
Angel: Why not?
Jeremiah: C'mon, man, the people who did this are probably from the same shitty-ass streets we're from. Mom would've been the first to forgive them, and y'all know that.
Bobby: Why don't you just tell me what you know, Angel?
Angel: I know you need to stay your ass on that porcelain. This is gonna require a little finesse. And given your prior reputation as a hothead, you'll be the first one to fuck it up.
Bobby: I wrote the fucking book on finesse! You just wait for me to wipe my ass, Angel. I'm coming with you. Angel!... Get me some fucking toilet paper, Jack!
Jeremiah: What's the plan, Bobby?
Bobby: We're wingin' it, Jerry.
Jeremiah: We're always wingin' it.
Jack: We're gonna get killed.
Angel: What'cha mean WE, white boy?
Bobby: If I find out you had something to do with what happened to Ma, I swear to God, Jerry, I'm gonna kill you here and now!
Sofi: No, Bobby, no!
Bobby: Now Angel's gonna ask you some questions, and brother, I shit you not, the time for lying is over!
Angel: We know you lied about your business! And we know you got mixed up with some gangsters!
Jeremiah: You all think I had something to do with mom getting killed?
Angel: You got a check for four hundred thousand that you just so happened to forget to mention, for mom's life insurance!
Jeremiah: She took out the policy for the girls, man, I ain't had nothing to do with that! Come on!
Sofi: You made the payments!
Bobby: Good timing, Jerry, just when it seems like all is lost for you, Ma gets shot by some gangsters and now you hit the fucking lottery?
Jeremiah: So you're all tripping because I made insurance payments? I paid all her bills! And where the fuck were y'all? How many years did I have to take care of her my God-damned self? And you're going to tell me I killed her?
Angel: [entering the casino, looking for the killers] Goatee. Goatee. Look for the one with the goatee.
Angel: You said something, didn't you, Jerry?
Jeremiah: I did not say nothing, man.
Angel: Why you always - ?
Bobby: I did.
Jeremiah: What you say?
Bobby: I told him I was banging his wife. Come on, man!
Angel: I did too.
Jeremiah: Me too.
Angel: [about Damien] Think he dead?
Bobby: No, he ain't dead. He's just fucked up. Let's go talk to him now.
Angel: [after interrogation officer punches Angel] I did it, okay! Is that what you want to hear? I did it!
Interrogation Officer: You did it, I wanna hear you say it! What did you do!
Angel: I was bumpin' uglies with your wife!
[Interrogation officer hits him again]
Bobby: You got a gun?
Angel: I flew in.
Bobby: [hands him a gun] Be careful with my baby.
Angel: Ooh...
Bobby: You like that?
Angel: You got ammo?
Bobby: Yeah, it's loaded, little brother. Be careful.
[to Jack]
Bobby: Here, you carry the gas can.
Jack: We're gonna do that gas thing?
Bobby: [mocking him] Yeah, we're gonna do the gas thing. The only thing that scares people more than getting burnt to death is getting eaten alive. Let's go.
Bobby: [starts to close the trunk]
Jack: Wait, what do I get?
Bobby: you coming with us? oh
[Bobby hands him a crowbar]
Bobby: Here you go, sweetheart, poke 'em with that.
Jack: [insulted] Thanks. | Movie/TV title: Death Race
Character name: Machine Gun Joe Viterbo
Quote(s):
Machine-Gun Joe: [before blowing up the Monster] Sayonara, Frankie.
Machine-Gun Joe: [seeing a fight about to break out] Never a dull day.
Machine-Gun Joe: [referring to Jensen] Who's the new fish?
Coach: Grease monkey.
Machine-Gun Joe: [to Jensen] Well well. Monkey. I got a new name for you - Igor, because you about the ugliest motherfucker out here in this prison yo!
Joe's Navigator #3: I'm honored to navigate for you, sir. They call me...
Machine-Gun Joe: [interrupting] Save it. We won't have time to get acquainted.
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