Harlem Nights

Sugar Ray:
I'm gonna take this 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.

Bennie Wilson:
Excuse me, I got somethin' in my eye.

Quick:
C'mon now, Vera, put that razor away!

Quick:
I'm warnin' ya, put that razor away, or I'm gonna shoot your pinky toe off!

Vera:
Oh! Now your gonna shoot me in my pinky toe.

Quick:
B*tch, I'm not playin'. You gonna be the nine-toe havingest, limpin'est b*tch in Harlem, you don't put that razor away!

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 f*** up!

Sugar Ray:
We all bet on you champ!

Quick:
Last asswhoopin' I got was... what, 27 years ago?

Sugar Ray:
Yeah, when the doctor slapped your ass.

Quick:
Yeah, and I'm still lookin' for him!

Quick:
Oh, how cute, she sleeps with her gun under her pillow too.

Quick:
Yo, Tommy... Tommy?

Quick:
Whoa, I'm just gonna leave, and let you think about whoever you pissed off.

Vera:
Kiss my ENTIRE ass!

Vera:
YOU shut the f*** up, Bennie! I would tell you to kiss my ass, but knowing you, you probably can't find it, you blind motherf***er!

Bennie Wilson:
Vera, he ain't accusing you of anything. Now sit down, and shut the f*** up!

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 p*ssy is so good, if you threw it up in the air it would turn into sunshine.

Bennie Wilson:
Bettah watch it, Quick! You f***in' witha heavyweight!

Sugar Ray:
The candy business is good.

Phil Cantone:
I'll say. There must not be a n*gger on the streets with a healthy tooth in his mouth.

Quick:
It's not how many you shoot. It's who you shoot.

Sugar Ray:
How'd it go?

Quick:
I killed her. I shot the b*tch.

Sugar Ray:
Damn, was the p*ssy that bad?

Vera:
kiss my whole entire ass.

Sugar Ray:
Wait, man, look. You shot, you lost. I mean, we'd have paid you if you'd won, but you lost. Now take your big ass home, and brush that tooth!

Champ:
Well you gittin' ready to be a rich niggah, ya see, because come, nex-next week, I'm knockin' somebody the f*** out!

Sugar:
Took a while, but I got it!

Benny :
I ain't gone be too many mo muthaf***as hear???

Scene starts with Bennie (red fox) calling the dice at the craps table. " the dice is 5" (the players)" 5 mother f***er that 9" (fox) " excuse me excuse me i got somn in my eye" player " well get it tha fucknout yo eye you blind mutha fucka!" (Fox) " i aint ginna be too many mo mutha fuckas hear?"