Jackie Brown

Mark Dargus:
Cut to 13 years later, you're 44 years of age. You're flying for the shittiest-little-shuttle-f***ing piece of sh*t Mexican airline that there is.

Max Cherry:
Half a million dollars will always be missed.

Ordell Robbie:
Is she dead, yes or no?

Louis:
Pretty much.

Ordell Robbie:
I got this young nineteen year old country girl named Sheronda. I found her on a bus stop two days outta Georgia, barefoot, country as a chicken coop. I took her to my place in Compton, told her it was Hollywood.

Louis:
She believed you?

Ordell Robbie:
Hell yeah! To her dumb country ass, Compton is Hollywood; closest she's ever been anyway.

Louis:
Who's that?

Ordell Robbie:
That's Beaumont.

Louis:
Who's Beaumont?

Ordell Robbie:
An employee I had to let go.

Louis:
What'd he do?

Ordell Robbie:
He put himself in a position where he was going to have to do ten years in prison, that's what he did. And if you know Beaumont, you know ain't no god damn way he can do ten years. And if you know that, then you know Beaumont's gonna do anything Beaumont can to keep from doing them ten years, including telling the federal government any and every motherf***ing thing about my black ass. Now that my friend is a clear cut case of him or me. And you best believe it ain't gonna be me.

Ordell Robbie:
I can do that.

Melanie:
That's Japan.

Louis:
Uh, looks like... I can... It shows...

Melanie:
Wanna f***?

Louis:
Yeah.

Melanie:
That was fun.

Louis:
Yeah, that hit the spot

Melanie:
Now, we can catch up.

Louis:
Yeah.

Louis:
Got a beer?

Melanie:
Sure. In the fridge.

Jackie Brown:
Shut your raggedy-ass up, and sit the f*** down!

Beaumont:
Man, you must be out of your f***in' mind if you think I'm gonna get in this dirty-ass trunk.

Ordell Robbie:
We ain't going nowhere but to Koreatown, man. You ain't gonna be locked in here no more than ten minutes.

Beaumont:
I ain't ridin' in no trunk for no minute, man.

Ordell Robbie:
What the f*** happened to you, man? Sh*t, your ass used to be beautiful!

Beaumont:
I'm still scared as a motherf***er, O.D. They talking like they serious as hell giving me time for that machine gun sh*t.

Ordell Robbie:
Aw, come on, man, they just trying to put a fright in your ass.

Beaumont:
Well, if that's what they doin', they done did it.

Ordell Robbie:
How old is that machine gun sh*t?

Beaumont:
About three years...

Ordell Robbie:
Three years? That's a old crime, man! They ain't got enough room for all the n*ggers running around killing people now!

Beaumont:
I just ain't getting in no goddamn, dirty-ass trunk man. I got a problem with small places.

Ordell Robbie:
Well I got a problem with spending ten thousand dollars on ungrateful, peanut-head n*ggers to get 'em out of jail, but I did it!

Ordell Robbie:
Uh uh uh... I didn't hear you wash your hands.

Ordell Robbie:
I'm serious as a heart attack.

Melanie:
Jesus, but if you two are not the biggest pair of f***-ups I've ever met in my entire life. How did you ever rob a bank? When you robbed banks, did you forget where your car was then too? No wonder you went to jail.

Max Cherry:
Is white guilt supposed to make me forget that I run a business?

Louis:
Gimme the bag...

Melanie:
Watch it dipshit, you wanna rip the f***ing bag.

Louis:
Gimme that bag before I knock you out and take it.

Melanie:
Okay take it. Jesus, what's wrong with you?

Louis:
I'm carrying it.

Melanie:
Okay, you got it. Just take a chill pill for Christ's sake.

Louis:
F*** you with your chill pill.

Jackie Brown:
He sells guns.

Ray Nicolet:
You ever see him sell guns?

Jackie Brown:
No.

Ray Nicolet:
Then how do you know he sells guns?

Jackie Brown:
He told me. Besides, why else would an ATF man be after him?

Melanie:
When did you get ouf of jail?

Louis:
Four days ago.

Melanie:
Where at?

Louis:
Susanville.

Melanie:
How long?

Louis:
Two months shy of four years.

Melanie:
Four years?

Louis:
Uh huh.

Melanie:
What for?

Louis:
Bank robbery.

Melanie:
Really? Sh*t, I'm impressed.

Ordell Robbie:
My ass may be dumb, but I ain't no dumbass.

Ordell Robbie:
AK-47. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherf***er in the room, accept no substitutes.

Ordell Robbie:
Look, I hate to be the kinda nigga does a nigga a favor, then, BAM!, hits a nigga up for a favor in return. But I'm afraid I gotta be that kinda nigga.

Beaumont:
What?

Ordell Robbie:
I need a favor.

Ordell Robbie:
That sh*t'll rob you of your ambitions

Melanie:
Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV.

Max Cherry:
I'll bet, besides maybe an afro, you look exactly how you did at 29.

Jackie Brown:
Well, my ass aint the same.

Max Cherry:
Bigger?

Jackie Brown:
Yeah.

Max Cherry:
Aint nothin' wrong with that!

Ordell Robbie:
Now that there is the Tec-9, a crappy spray gun from South Miami. This gun is advertised as the most popular gun in American crime. Do you believe that sh*t? It actually says that in the little book that comes with it: the most popular gun in American crime. Like they're actually proud of that sh*t.

Ordell Robbie:
Girl, don't make me put my foot in your ass.

Ordell Robbie:
Try not to tear his clothes off, OK? They're new.

Jackie Brown:
Now sooner or later, they're gonna get around to offering me a plea deal, and you know that. That's why you came here to kill me.

Ordell Robbie:
I ain't come here to kill you...

Jackie Brown:
No, no, it's OK, it's OK! Now I forgive you.

Ordell Robbie:
Is that what I think it is?

Jackie Brown:
What do you think it is?

Ordell Robbie:
I think it's a gun pressed up against my dick.

Jackie Brown:
Well, you thought right. Now take your hands off from around my throat, nigga.

Winston:
Look man, there's only three reasons why you can't make your court date. One, you're in a hospital. Two, you're in jail. Three, your ass is dead.

Ordell Robbie:
This you and me talking, is this like a lawyer-client thing, and you can't repeat nothing I tell you?

Max Cherry:
You're not my client until you get busted and I bond you out.

Ordell Robbie:
Well, if we ain't got no - what's that sh*t called? - confidentiality, why should I tell you a thing?

Max Cherry:
Because you want me to know what a slick guy you are. You got stewardesses bringing you fifty grand.

Ordell Robbie:
Now why would a stewardess be bringing me fifty grand?

Max Cherry:
Now you want me to speculate on what you do. My guess is you're in the drug business, except the money's moving the wrong way. Whatever you're into, you seem to be getting away with it, so more power to you.

Ordell Robbie:
Jackie can tell me any story that comes into her pretty little head, just so long as at the end of that story she hands me my motherf***ing money.

Winston:
I don't have to know what I'm doing, just so long as you know.

Max Cherry:
I think I do. Good enough?

Winston:
You bet.

Ordell Robbie:
My money's in that office, right? If she start giving me some bullshit about it ain't there, and we got to go someplace else and get it, I'm gonna shoot you in the head then and there. Then I'm gonna shoot that b*tch in the kneecaps, find out where my goddamn money is. She gonna tell me too. Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you, motherf***er. You listen: we go in there, and that n*gger Winston or anybody else is in there, you the first motherf***er to get shot. You understand?

Max Cherry:
Yeah.

Ordell Robbie:
There ain't nothing you want to tell me before we get out of this car, is there?

Max Cherry:
No.

Ordell Robbie:
Last chance, motherf***er. You sure?

Ordell Robbie:
You better be, motherf***er. All right, let's roll.

Max Cherry:
I'm 56 years old. I can't blame anybody else for something I did.

Max Cherry:
Jackie wants to give it to you herself, she wants to collect her ten percent. She also wants to explain why she had to hang on to it.

Ordell Robbie:
Oh, and I want to hear that sh*t!

Ordell Robbie:
Who was there for your ass?

Beaumont:
YOU were there for my ass.

Ordell Robbie:
WHO? WHO? WHO?

Beaumont:
YOU, nigga!

Ordell Robbie:
You goddamn right. That's how that sh*t works: you get your ass in trouble, I get your ass out. That's my motherf***in' job. And I don't mind telling you, nigga, it's steady work.

Ordell Robbie:
I understand woman, damn!

Max Cherry:
Winston found you.

Ordell Robbie:
How the f*** did he find me?

Max Cherry:
That's what Winston does. He finds people who don't want to be found.

Ordell Robbie:
What the f*** you doin' knockin on the door like the goddamn police? You wanna die?

Max Cherry:
I thought you might be asleep.

Ordell Robbie:
You keep f***in' with me, you're gonna be asleep forever.

Ordell Robbie:
You can't trust Melanie but you can trust Melanie to be Melanie.

Ordell Robbie:
Sh*t, Jackie. You come in this place on Saturday night I bet you need n*gger repellant to keep motherf***ers off your ass.

Jackie Brown:
Well, I've flown seven million miles. And I've been waiting on people almost 20 years. The best job I could get after my bust was Cabo Air, which is the worst job you can get in this industry. I make about sixteen thousand, with retirement benefits that ain't worth a damn. And now with this arrest hanging over my head, I'm scared. If I lose my job I gotta start all over again, but I got nothing to start over with. I'll be stuck with whatever I can get. And that sh*t is scarier than Ordell.

Ordell Robbie:
Somebody with a grudge blew Beaumont's brains out. Oh sh*t, that sh*t rhymes! "Blew Beau-mont's, brains out!"

Max Cherry:
If you've got time, you think you can find out where he's staying?

Winston:
Cops can't locate him, huh?

Max Cherry:
They don't have your winning personality.

Robbie Ordell:
I got some "for-your-eyes-only" sh*t to show you.

Ordell Robbie:
See, that sh*t works my nerves, you being all buddy-buddy with that motherf***er.

Jackie Brown:
If I wasn't so buddy-buddy with that motherf***er, none of this would work.

Ordell Robbie:
That ingrate n*gger!

Jackie Brown:
So I sit down at the table, eat my food, then your girl comes along. Oh, you have anybody yet?

Ordell Robbie:
Yeah, I got someone.

Jackie Brown:
Who?

Ordell Robbie:
What you care?

Jackie Brown:
What I care is my ass facing the penetentery. If you send some hard-headed rock whore up in here...

Ordell Robbie:
Hey, hey, hey, hey. She ain't gonna be no "rock ho." She gonna be cool. Promise.

Ordell:
Look at you and your free ass. Come here, boy, gimme a motherfuckin' hug.

Beaumont:
Good lookin' out, man. I don't know what to say. Thank you, thank you...

Ordell:
Uh-huh. Who was there for your ass?

Beaumont:
You were there for my ass.

Ordell:
Who?

Beaumont:
You.

Ordell:
Who?

Beaumont:
You!

Ordell:
Whooo?

Beaumont:
You nigga, damn!

Ordell:
You goddamn right. That's how that sh*t works: you get your ass in trouble, I get your ass out. That's my motherfuckin' job. And I don't mind telling you, nigga, it's steady work.

Beaumont:
I'm still scared as a motherf***er, O.D. They talking like they serious as hell giving me time for that machine gun sh*t.

Ordell:
Aw, come on, man, they just trying to put a fright in your ass.

Beaumont:
Well, if that's what they doin', they done did it.

Ordell:
How old is that machine gun sh*t?

Beaumont:
About three years...

Ordell:
Three years? That's a old crime, man! They ain't got enough room for all the niggas running around killing people today, now how are they gonna find room for you?

Beaumont:
Man, you must be out of your f***in' mind if you think I'm gonna get in this dirty-ass trunk.

Ordell:
We ain't going nowhere but to Koreatown, man. You ain't gonna be locked in here no more than ten minutes.

Beaumont:
I ain't ridin' in no trunk for no minute, man.

...

Beaumont:
I just ain't getting in no goddamn, dirty-ass trunk man. I got a problem with small places.

Ordell:
Well I got a problem with spending ten thousand dollars on ungrateful, peanut-head nigga to get 'em out of jail, but I did it!

Louis:
[on having sex with Melanie] I just felt strange, you know, I thought, if she was your girlfriend...

Ordell:
But you f***ed her anyway?

Louis:
Well...

Ordell:
Well, I hope you felt appropriately guilty about it afterwards.

Louis:
Afterwards, I did.

[They both laugh]

Cockatoo Bartender:
What's your drink, brother?

Ordell:
Let me have a screwdriver, homes.

Cockatoo Bartender:
And what about you?

Jackie:
Oh, I'm fine.

Cockatoo Bartender:
Yes you are.

[they all laugh, the bartender leaves]

Ordell:
Goddamn, girl, you come in here on a Saturday night, I bet you need nigga repellant to keep them muthafuckas off your ass.

Ordell Robbie:
Goddamn girl, you gettin' high already? It's just 2 o'clock!

Melanie:
[chuckling] It's that late?

Ordell Robbie:
You know, you smoke too much of that sh*t, that sh*t gonna rob you of your own ambition.

Melanie:
Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV.

Ordell:
I don't wanna hear no f***in' excuses!

Louis:
I ain't givin' you f***in' excuses, man, I'm telling you, I don't f***in' - I'm givin' you f***in' reasons!

Ordell:
Oh, oh, oh, you gonna tell me the reason you lost every goddamn cent I got in the world?

Louis:
Hey, hey man-

Ordell:
You gonna tell me reasons? I'll tell you the reason, motherf***er. The reason is, yo' ass ain't worth a sh*t no more!

Louis:
You better f***in' back off, man-

Ordell:
[shoots Louis] What the f*** happened to you, man? Your ass used to be beautiful. [shoots Louis again]