Silver Streak1976

Devereau:
The Silver Streak does have its drawbacks, but please try the marmalade. They do provide an excellent cuisine.

Grover:
Oh, thank you, sir. I'll tell the boys in the kitchen. We aims to please. Coffee, miss?

Hilly:
No, thanks.

Grover:
He ain't bullshittin' about the cuisine.

Devereau:
Steward?

Grover:
Is that your lady, man? She's somethin' else.

Devereau:
Steward!

Grover:
Stand up, mama. Let me get a look at you.

Devereau:
Steward!

Grover:
Mm, mm, mm! Have mercy!

Devereau:
Steward, you may go.

Grover:
Just a little more coffee?

Devereau:
No, thank you.

Grover:
Half a cup? [pours coffee in Devereau's lap] Oh, sorry, sir. Look what I've done.

Devereau:
You... Get out of...

Grover:
See what I've done...

Devereau:
You ignorant n*gger!

Grover:
[pulling a gun] Who you callin' n*gger, huh? You don't know me well enough to call me no n*gger! I'll slap the taste out your mouth! You don't even know my name! I'll whoop your ass! Beat the white off your ass!

Hilly:
Who are you?

Grover:
I'm a thief.

George:
It's all right, Hilly. He's a friend of mine.