Shaft

John Shaft:
It's Giuliani time!

John Shaft:
You know me. It's my duty to please that booty.

Peoples Hernandez:
This is Egyptian cotton.

John Shaft:
You wouldn't know Egyptian cotton if Pharaoh himself gave it to you, you knock-off-wearing motherf***er.

Uncle John Shaft:
You're too hot, man. You gotta step off a bit.

John Shaft:
Who delivers ten times outta ten?

Walter Wade, Jr.:
Do you know who my father is?

John Shaft:
No, do you?

Peoples Hernandez:
Puta, why you flinch?

Walter Wade, Jr.:
Heh, guess he had no rhythm after all!

Lt. Kearney:
I've been waiting for this, you are gone from this precinct!

John Shaft:
For what?

John Shaft:
For THAT?

Peoples Hernandez:
You tryin' to blend in or something? You look like a f***ing duck hunter.

Peoples Hernandez:
You play golf?

Peoples Hernandez:
Golf is phat... Tiger Wooo, Tiger Wooo, I like him.

Peoples Hernandez:
My name is peoples. You know why they call me that?

Walter Wade, Jr.:
(In a patronizing tone) cuz you's always takes care of yous peoples?

Peoples Hernandez:
More or less

John Shaft:
I see you someplace I don't think you belong...I will kill you.

John Shaft:
Man, this is some repugnant sh*t.

Cornbread:
What Shaft? You want me to take an "ethnic sensitivity" workshop or something?

John Shaft:
How 'bout I workshop my foot in your ass!

Peoples Hernandez:
You are not a cop anymore.

John Shaft:
Do you think that makes me less dangerous or more dangerous?

Manny:
You broke my whole f***ing hand!

John:
No, (breaks hand) This is breaking your f***ing hand.