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Bernie Mac

Bernie Mac Quotes

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Memorable Quotes from Bernie Mac

9 quotes
Different Terms for the Same Thing
Pastor Clever Scuse me brother. What we call drugs at 74th street Baptist church, we call a sinny-sin-sin.
[upon seeing Smokey rolling a joint]
Smokey Well round here, between Normandine and the Western, we call this here a little twenty-twen-twen!
Craig Well..
Smokey Niggaaaa!
Pastor Clever Why don't you give me a bit for my cataracts?
Smokey You didn't put in on this, man.
Pastor Clever It's better to give than receive, my brother.
Craig Jones Look, look, she's bendin over!
[points across the street to Mrs. Parker]
Pastor Clever Lord have mercy! The Lord is my shepherd, He know what I want! Excuse me, brothers. (running across the street) Mrs. Parker! Mrs. Parker!
Smokey Told you. The weed be lettin you know, where evil lurks.
[he holds up a pack of marajuana]
Internalized Hatred and Racial Tensions Explored
Ashtray We didn't even do nothing.
Officer Self Hatred What? You think you tough?
Officer Self Hatred You ain't so tough now, little nigga. I hate your black bastards, you *stink*! I hate your black skin. I hate your black pants. I hate black pepper. I hate black keys on a piano. I hate my gums, because they're black. I hate Whoopi Goldberg's *lips*. I hate the back of Forrest Whittaker's neck. Huh? Most of all, I hate that black-ass Wesley Snipes.
Unexpected Challenges in Problem Solving
Gin Look here, get him outta here and I'll go smooth things over with Chipeska. Tell him it was food poisoning or something.
Marcus What do you mean, get him outta here?
Gin Take him to the car.
Marcus In case you didn't notice, I'm a motherfucking dwarf. So unless you got a forklift handy, maybe you should lend a hand, hmm?
Gin That figures. You want all kind of set-asides. Special treatment cause you're handicapped. You're all the same.
Marcus Special treatment?! I'm three-foot fucking tall, you asshole! It's a matter of physics. Draw me a sketch of how I get him to the car, huh?
Gin Bitch, bitch, bitch!
[picks up Willie]
Marcus Sketch it up, you fucking moron. Fucking ].
[[Leonardo da Vinci]
Gin What'd you call me, thigh-high?
[drops Willie]
Marcus I called you a fucking guinea homo from the 15th-fucking-century, you dickhead!
Gin I could stick you up my ass, small fry!
Marcus Yeah? You sure it ain't too sore from last night?
Gin You got some lip on you, midget.
Marcus Yeah? Well, these lips were on your wife's pussy last night. Why don't you dust that thing off once in a while? Asshole!
Crime is Crime, Regardless of Context
Maureen Levert How would you deal with white-collar crime?
Mitch Gilliam There's no such thing as white-collar crime. and there's no such thing as black-on-black crime. Crime is crime. Let me explain something to you: I don't care if you have a white collar or a tank top. If you rob me, I'll whoop your ass.
Negotiating Terms Among Thieves
Gin We split the dough right down the middle. Any merchendise you take, I get to look at and cherry pick.
Marcus No. Money is one thing but you ain't getting the sh...
Gin This ain't no Chinese menu, jagoff! I tell YOU how it's gonna be. This is ]!
[[w:prix fixe|pricks fix]
Willie Pricks fix?
Marcus Ah, he's a fucking moron.
Willie Oh really? Is that how you got the upper hand?
Marcus Fuck you.
Willie Negotiating?
Marcus You don't like it? Next year, fuck off. I can always get another box jockey.
Willie Yeah and I can get another midget too.
Marcus Yeah? Where? You see us hanging off of fucking trees like fucking crab apples?
Addressing Community Needs and Injustice
Mays Gilliam They had a speech written for me about what the people need, but you guys are the people. You know what you need. Better schools, better jobs, less crime. How many of you, right now work two jobs just to have enough money to be broke? That ain't right. If you work two jobs, and at the end of the week, you got just enough money to get your broke ass home, Let me hear you say, "That ain't right!
[takes off coat]
Crowd That ain't right!
Gilliam How many of you have children that they call stupid? Don't be ashamed! It ain't your fault. I asked my niece the other day, "What's four plus four?" She said, "44." But that ain't her fault! That's the school's fault. If your child's school has old-ass books and brand-new metal detectors, let me hear you say, "That ain't right!
Crowd That ain't right!
Gilliam It ain't right. And now we got these corporations stealing all the money. They ain't stealing their money, they stealing our money! The pension. You work for 35 years. You thought you'd leave your kids a ], now you're gonna leave them with a won't! You show up to get your pension, they give you a pen! Give you a damn pen! What in the hell am I supposed to do with a pen? I should stab you in the neck with this pen, Mr. Pension Taker.
[[w:Last will and testament|will]
Old man Get your hand out of my pocket!
[stands up and points at Mays]
Gilliam Taking everybody's pension, and nobody going to jail.
Mitch Gilliam That's some bullshit. Ain't it?
[to attendee]
Mays Meanwhile, you and I steal a Big Mac with cheese next thing you know, we on Death Row!
Crowd That ain't right!
Gilliam How many of you work in a city you can't afford to live in? That ain't right! How many of you work in a mall you can't afford to shop in? That ain't right! How many of you clean up a hotel... you ain't never gonna be able to stay in? That ain't right! And we got nurses that work in hospitals they can't even afford to get sick in. It ain't right! It ain't right. It ain't right. It isn't right! That shit is wrong! It's dead wrong!
[as crowds get more agitated; crowd responds with That ain't right! with every question; to campaign staffers; to crowd]
Funeral Performance and Financial Disagreement
Louis Hinds Get the fuck out.
[opens the door for Floyd to leave]
Floyd Henderson Well, I guess you don't give a fuck about the money then, huh?
Louis Hinds What money? It's a funeral! Don't nobody get paid to sing at no damn funeral! How much?
[suddenly looks at Louis and raises his eyebrows]
Floyd Henderson 40 grand.
Louis Hinds Apiece?
[closes the door]
Floyd Henderson No, down the middle.
Louis Hinds No, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO. That ain't even enough.
Floyd Henderson The fuck you mean "that's not enough", man?
Louis Hinds I got a lifestyle to maintain here!
Floyd Henderson What kinda lifestyle, man? You filthy motherfucker! You got a pantry full of dogfood, but I don't see no dog!
Louis Hinds Dog under the bed, Nigga! You lucky he ain't attacked your ass when you came in!
Floyd Henderson YOU THE DOG, MOTHERFUCKER!
A Grim Reflection on America's Future
Gin When I look at you, you know what I think? I think America has a sad future ahead of it.
Adult and Child Worlds Acknowledged
Gin Fuck stick"?
[smoking a cigarette in his office]
Bob Chipeska Yeah, I know it's odd, but as our security manager, I want you to be well aware of this. His little friend promised he won't say it in front of the children, which is fine. There is an adult's world and a child's world, and that's OK. I'm no censor.