Quotes

Dialogue

John Robinson: No, you ain't gonna hit him. Charlie Robinson: Why not? John Robinson: Because I'm gonna hit him!

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Thug: [holding Charlie out over a ledge] Hey Charlie, let me get ya a fuckin' parachute! Mr. Brown: Charlie, your brother had better get here soon or he's going to be an only child. Charlie Robinson: [After John arrives] You brought the money, right? John Robinson: Three hundred. The Dragon: That motherfucker owes Mr. Brown fifteen thousand. John Robinson: Fif- fifteen thousand?! You know what? [Holsters his gun] Drop him. Charlie Robinson: He's kidding! John Robinson: The hell I am. Drop the motherfucker.

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Grace Santiago: [staggers towards platform women; pretending to be drunk] Hey! Hey! That's my man! Get your hands off my man! Are you bitches crazy? [pulls her sleeves and clenches her fists as she runs towards them] You wanna get hurt, that's what it is! Woman on Platform: We're sorry, we didn't know it was your man! Grace Santiago: [tries to attack them] Get the hell outta here! Yeah, you better run! Woman on Platform: [to her friend as they leave the station] It's your fault! You started it! Woman on Platform: Me? I didn't start anything! Grace Santiago: [to John] I turn my back for one minute and you're doggin' me? John: They were huuge!! Charlie: [back at the booth] Oh, she's beautiful. Grace Santiago: [positioning John on the poles] Now, you wait right there, all right. You wait right there, and don't you let me see you talkin' to - Grace Santiago: You nasty. [gives a male passerby a dirty look] What you lookin' at? I could kick your ass, too. Shit.

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Donald Patterson: Did I say that? I didn't say that! All I said was... bad things tend to happen around you two. Some money got lost and I think you two can help me find it. Charlie Robinson: How so? Donald Patterson: You look for it!

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John Robinson: Patterson. Charlie Robinson: Came as soon as we could. John Robinson: Hey, we heard over the scanners. WOO, what a mess. Look, if there's anything we could do to help. Charlie Robinson: All you gotta do is ask. Donald Patterson: What are you two bags of shirt doing here? You aren't cops no more. John Robinson: Look man, we here trying to help. Donald Patterson: Hey, sweet pie. How's your cock working now that you ain't got a badge no more? John Robinson: WHAT? Robert Patterson: Here's what I think of you fuck-up. [he spits at John] John Robinson: You spit in my face. Charlie Robinson: Hey, you aren't going to hit him. John Robinson: Why not? Charlie Robinson: Cause, I'm gonna hit him. John Robinson: NO NO NO, you're not going to hit him. John and Charlie Robinson: WE BOTH HIT HIM.