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Bleek Gilliam: I want more money. Okay? I'm not happy. When I'm not happy, I don't play good. When I don't play good, the music doesn't sound good. If the music doesn't sound good, nobody comes. We all lose our money.

Bleek Gilliam: I may have been born yesterday, but I stayed up all night.

State Prosecutor: But your own words demand for direct confrontation!

Steve Biko: That's right, we demand confrontation.

State Prosecutor: Isn't that a demand for violence?

Steve Biko: Well, you and I are now in confrontation, but I see no violence.

Judge: Why do you people call yourselves black? You look more brown than black.

Steve Biko: Why do you call yourselves white? You look more pink than white.

Steve Biko: You can beat or jail me or even kill me, but I am not going to be what you want me to be!

Steve Biko: My lord, blacks are not unaware of the hardships they endure or what the government is doing to them. we want them to stop accepting these hardships - to confront them. People must not just give in to the hardship of life, they must find a way, even in these environments, to - to develop hope - hope for themselves, hope for this country. now I think that is what black consciousness is all about. Not without any reference to the white man. To try to build up a sense of our own humanity - our legitimate place in the world.

Steve Biko: We are going to change South Africa. What we've got to decide is the best way to do that. And as angry as we have the right to be, let us remember that we are in the struggle to kill the idea that one kind of man is superior to another kind of man. And killing that idea is not dependent on the white man. We must stop looking to him to give us something. We have to fill the black community with our own pride. We have to teach our black children black history, tell them about our black heroes, our black culture, so that they don't face the white man believing they are inferior. Then we'll stand up to him in anyway he chooses. Conflict, if he likes. But with an open hand, too, to say we can all build a South Africa worth living in - a South Africa for equals, black or white, a South Africa as beautiful as this land is, as beautiful as we are.

Steve Biko: I just expect to be treated like you expect to be treated. Come on, what are you so afraid of? Once you try you see there's nothing to fear. We're just as weak and human as you are.

Steve Biko: It's a miracle a child survives here at all. People are so desperate for anything they'll beat a kid bloody if they thought he had five Rand. But if you do run fast enough, if you do survive, you grew up in these streets, these houses. Your parents try, but in the end, you only get the education the white man will give you. Then you go to the city to work or shop, and you see their streets, their cars, their houses, and you begin to feel there is something not quite right about yourself. About your humanity. Something to do with your blackness because no matter how smart or dumb a white child is he is born to that world. And you, a black child, smart or dumb you are born into this. And smart or dumb you die in it.

Steve Biko: When I was a student, trying to qualify for the jobs you people will let us have, I suddenly realized that it wasn't just good jobs that were white. The only history we read was made by the white man, written by the white man. Television, cars, medicines - all invented by the white man, even football. Now the way like that, it's not hard to believe there's something inferior about being born black. I began to think this idea of inferiority was an even bigger problem for us than what the Afrikaans were doing to us. At first a black man had to believe he had as much capacity to be a doctor, a leader, as a white man.

Degan Odell: Ain't thinkin bout no job? How you gonna live?

Easy Rawlins: I'm gonna go to work for myself. Take a little money I got saved up and go into real estate. Start fixin up folks gardens again...and do a few favors on the side. Favors for friends.

Degan Odell: What you talkin bout, favors'?

Easy Rawlins: Well, like a woman offered me thirty dollars to go track down her husband for her.

Degan Odell: You talkin about private investigatin or somethin'. You could get in trouble doin that.

Easy Rawlins: Like a man once said to me, Odell: Walk out your door in the morning and you're already in trouble'. It's just how you're mixed up in that trouble that counts. Odell?

Degan Odell: Yeah, Easy?

Easy Rawlins: If you got a friend that does bad and you still keep him as your friend, even though you know what he's like... Do you think that's right?

Degan Odell: All you got is your friends, Easy.

DeWitt Albright: Get me some whiskey, Easy.

Easy Rawlins: Get it yourself. Bottle's in the cabinet.

DeWitt Albright: Well, I'll be damned. Get us a drink, Manny. Easy, you're a brave man. I need a brave man working for me. But you gotta find Frank Green, so he can lead us to her.

Easy Rawlins: No, thanks, Mr. Albright. People are gettin killed all around me. You never said anything about all this.

DeWitt Albright: Easy, you're connectable to two murders. You'll do whatever I tell you to do. Now you got three days to find him. And you make sure you count em right.

Easy Rawlins: What you doin in my house, man?

DeWitt Albright: I expected you to be home, so Manny used a screwdriver on the door. What happened to your face?

Easy Rawlins: You got no excuse to be breakin into my house -- What if I broke into your place?

DeWitt Albright: [still smiling] I'd tear your nigger head out by its root.

Easy Rawlins: So what do you want?

DeWitt Albright: Where have you been this time of morning, Easy?

Easy Rawlins: I went to see a girl. Don't you get none, Mr. Albright?

DeWitt Albright: I didn't come here to play, boy. You got my money in your pocket and we've been over at that address waitin all night for Frank Green and now we've found out that he moved from there over a year ago.

Easy Rawlins: So what do you want me to do about it? You don't think I did my job. Shit, I give you the money back.

DeWitt Albright: Do you believe in God, Easy? Cause I'm curious to see if death is any different for a religious man.

DeWitt Albright: [to group of kids threatening Easy] Excuse me.

Kid: What do you want?

DeWitt Albright: I want to see brains. I want you to die for me.

Kid: I'm sorry, sir.

DeWitt Albright: The question is: "Are you sorry enough?

Kid: Yessir.

DeWitt Albright: Then prove it. Show him. Get down on your knees and suck his peter.

Easy Rawlins: I think he got the point--

DeWitt Albright: [to the kid] You heard me.

DeWitt Albright: Son of a gun. You were gonna do it, weren't you?

DeWitt Albright: Sick bastard.

DeWitt Albright: Get out of here. You call the cops, I'll kill ya!

DeWitt Albright: [giggles] I don't think they'd dare call the cops. But it'll cost me a few bucks if they do.

DeWitt Albright: One thing I like about working for myself...I always have a bottle on the table. You wanna drink with me? Fine. You don't? Door's right behind you. Joppy tells me you're a war hero. Said you went in with Patton.

DeWitt Albright: So, you want the job?

Easy Rawlins: Depends on what kind of job. I don't want to get mixed up in nothing.

DeWitt Albright: Walk out the door in the morning, Easy, and you're mixed up in something. Only thing that matters is if you're mixed up to the top or not.

Easy Rawlins: I mean I don't wanna get mixed up with the law...

DeWitt Albright: [he laughs] Neither one of us wants to get mixed up in that. That's just rich people trying to keep me and you in our place. I'm looking for somebody for a friend.

DeWitt Albright: [writes on a business card] These big companies, don't give a damn, do they? If you need a job, drop by this address at seven tonight.

Easy Rawlins: What kind of work you do?

DeWitt Albright: [leaves] I do favors... I do favors for friends. Drop by.

Easy Rawlins: Who the hell is that, Joppy?

Joppy: Just somebody I know... A bidnessman.

Easy Rawlins: What kinda business?

Joppy: Oh, I don't ask him all that. He comes in here every so often looking for somebody to do a little job for him... He pays good.

Easy Rawlins: In other words, he's a gangster.

Joppy: I didn't say that... But if there's a dollar laying in the street I don't think he'll let a little dirt stop him from picking it up. If you worried about making that house note this month, maybe you wanna pay him a call. All them pretty girls you be with ain't gonna buy you a house. Sound like he just wants you to keep your eyes open for somebody...He'll pay you whether you see anything or not. If it was me I'd take that man's money and go on about my bidness... Ain't nothin to worry about.

Easy Rawlins: [voiceover] When somebody tells me "Don't worry," I usually look down to see if my fly is open... I noticed Albright didn't bother to pay for his drink. DeWitt Albright reminded me of somebody I knew back in Houston. His name was Raymond Alexander but we called him Mouse... Mouse called hisself a businessman too. And I found out that I shouldn't be nowhere around when Mouse got down to his business... I learned that the hard way.

Easy Rawlins: [voiceover] It scared me to think about a world that could kill a man like DeWitt Albright. What could a world like that do to me?

Easy Rawlins: [voiceover] I'd been thinking about Daphne, too...wondering if she meant what she said about what could have happened between us. But at the moment I was wondering if there was any such thing as a sprained chin. But other than that and a headache, a loose tooth and a kidney that a doctor would need to look at, I felt like five thousand, three hundred dollars. And unless Albright was alive somewhere, that feelin was gonna last a while.

Easy Rawlins: [voiceover] It was actually looking more and more like I might not make it through this little adventure I was having. But I was likin the chill in my blood, and the freedom of working on my own. There were times in the war when I had felt like this. When life or death where the only two choices. That made it simple. And that was alright by me.

Easy Rawlins: [voiceover] It occurred to me that Coretta had found out a lot more about what I was up to than I had wanted her to. But I had found out that the rich man's woman had a colored boyfriend. It had cost me a sawbuck to get Coretta to give me that information. Well, let's just say somethin had cost me ten dollars.

Easy Rawlins: [voiceover] I had moved to Los Angeles right after the war with three hundred dollars and the G.I. Bill... And I liked coming home to a place that was mine. According to President Truman I had that comin to me cause I had fought in the good war against Hitler in Europe. But that didn't mean a damn thing to a lotta white folks, including the foreman on my job. So, here I was out of work needin thirty-two dollars to pay the mortgage. That was three days pay on my old job—and I had about three days to get it.

Nick Styles: [turns off the news camera] News at eleven? ...Nah!

Gail Wallens: [after the screen fades to black] Styles, you can't do that, we're live!

Nick Styles: We're live, huh? Good. Gail, kiss my ass.

Alice Styles: You lied to me.

Nick Styles: I didn't lie to you. I just didn't tell the whole truth.

Alice Styles: You're such a lawyer.

Bookstore owner: You're the D.A.!

Nick Styles: Wrong! They fired me. As a private citizen I can kick anybody's ass I want to.

Nick Styles: That is not the girl who gave me the clap. Ah, no, alright, alright, I retract that statement. That is the girl who gave me the clap, but...that's not her voice. That's not her voice. That is not what she said to me. That is not what I...no, no, that's what I said.. No, I did say that to her, but she did not say that.

D.A. Priscilla Brimleigh: Nick, I want you examined by a psychiatrist.

Wanda: [in an unrelated audio recording] So you're up for the house special?

Nick Styles: [in an unrelated audio recording] Listen, I'm the assistant district attorney, so you're gonna have to follow my orders.

Wanda: [in an unrelated audio recording] You got it, Mr. D.A.

Nick Styles: This woman...they brought her in. Alice, please believe me. I didn't enjoy it. I...I...I...I didn't want her. I fought her with every inch of my body.

Alice Styles: [looks at his crotch; [w:the clap|the clap] Well, if you manage to get ] out, you'll think of several inches that didn't put up a fight.

Nick Styles: [trying to persuade Odessa to stop dealing at the Towers] Do it for your mother.

Odessa: What about my mother, motherfucker?

Nick Styles: Your mother, nigga! The one that died of a broken heart, praying with my father every night over your sorry ass. The one that buried your kid brother without his head because they couldn't find it. Don't play me, Odessa.

Earl Talbott Blake: [about Nick, who is drugged and tied up and Blake lie Nick on a bed and have sex with a beautiful blonde prostitute named Wanda; Blake calls Wanda on Nick's lied in bed for preparing have sex with him] Look at his face! What do you think, Wanda?

Wanda: [Wanda walks slow downstair while Blake put his money on the table for paying her and preparing an audio recording.Wanda picks Blake's money on the table and walks slowly nears Nick Styles's lying on bed for having sex with him; Blakes smiles] Yeah, he's real pretty . All this S&M shit's going to cost you an extra two hundred dollars. Good.

Nick Styles: Wait, stop...

Wanda: [takes her top off; then she whispered for her love] Ah, I love it when men beg. Talk to me. Ohhh, I love you.

Nick Styles: Will you set me free?

Wanda: [starts having sex with him] Whatever you want, Darling. Ahhh! See, your little mouth says no, but your little friend says yes.

Nick Styles: Jesus Christ.

Earl Talbott Blake: Almost.

Nick Styles: You killed Farris, didn't you?

Earl Talbot Blake: You killed my life.

Nick Styles: So, now we're even, is that it?

Earl Talbot Blake: [scoffs] We're not even close.

Nick Styles: [During the final showdown] Blake, I should thank you for this, you know. Going insane, it's strangely liberating, isn't it?

Nick Styles: I guess a Beretta in the butt beats a butterfly in a boot, huh?

Nick Styles: What the fuck is wrong with all y'all? Selling drugs to each other, cause ya damn sure ain't selling them in Beverly Hills. Killing yourselves, and for what? Make ya feel like a man? Or does it make ya dick hard? Punk motherfuckers.

Edwin Newman: Where is Darby Shaw?

Gray Grantham: I think that's also a question for Darby Shaw, but I know that she's not available to answer questions as long as this "feeding frenzy" continues.

Edwin Newman: Does that mean that you don't know where she is?

Gray Grantham: No, I didn't say that.

Edwin Newman: Then you do know...

Edwin Newman: I, I take it this cryptic smile means you'll not answer...

Edwin Newman: Okay Gray, you know that in view of all this, you know that there's a lot of speculation that this woman is a figment of your imagination. That you created her, from a lot of different sources. Just as there are people who believe there was no Deep Throat, there are those who believe that there is no Darby Shaw. In other words, she's just too good to be true.

Gray Grantham: [pause] She almost is.

Smith Keen: Didn't they also say they knew of no connection with the assassination?

Gray Grantham: Yes. But what else are they gonna say?

Gray Grantham: Do you want to talk about the brief?

Darby Shaw: Everyone I have told about the brief is dead.

Gray Grantham: I'll take my chances.

Gray Grantham: How'd you find me?

Darby Shaw: I called the paper and asked for your address.

Gray Grantham: And?

Darby Shaw: I told them I was your sister Mary in from out of town and couldn't find you.

Gray Grantham: [looks surprised] How'd you know I had a sister Mary?

Darby Shaw: You're not the only one who does research.

Justice Rosenberg: Any of those signs got my name on em?

Gray Grantham: Quite a few.

Justice Rosenberg: What do they say?

Gray Grantham: The usual: Death to Rosenberg, Retire Rosenberg, Cut off the oxygen.

Justice Rosenberg: [laughs] That's my favorite. Of course you, Mr Grantham, did pretty good by me your last time out: Rosenberg equals the government over business, the individual over government, the environment over everything. And the Indians? Oh, give em whatever they want.

Gray Grantham: Well with all due respects sir, that wasn't my line, that was a quote.

Justice Rosenberg: From one of your unnamed senior White House officials; senior White House son of a bitch I should have said, who got in there by stirring up these people, one against the other. It never fails to amaze me what a man will do to get into the Oval Office.

Sam Chisolm: How are you doing?

Josh Faraday: So far, so good. I might need a new vest.

Sam Chisolm: Hey. Know what? We're even. For the horse, you don't owe me anything.

Josh Faraday: Well, you owe me.

Sam Chisolm: What's that?

Josh Faraday: Cover.

Josh Faraday: [pause] I ever tell you about a man I knew, fell off the roof of a five story building? Every floor he passed on the way down, they heard him yell, So far, so good! He's dead now. Hey, Sam, have I made good on my horse yet?

Sam Chisolm: So far, so good.

Goodnight Robicheaux: Why do you waste your time on a piece of rebel trash like me?

Sam Chisolm: What we lost in the fire, we will find in the ashes.

Preacher: The spirit is willing, but we are not killers.

Sam Chisolm: No one is, until they're looking down the barrel of a gun.

Josh Faraday: Our paths cross again. To what do I owe the pleasure?

Sam Chisolm: Took a job. Looking for some men to join me.

Josh Faraday: Is there money in it?

Josh Faraday: And who's she?

Sam Chisolm: Joan of Arc.

Emma Cullen: My name's Emma Cullen. And this is my associate, Teddy Q.

Josh Faraday: [tosses the bag back to her] Well, I do have an affinity for shiny things. Is it difficult?

Sam Chisolm: Impossible.

Emma Cullen: He made them murder my husband, he will take everything we have.

Sam Chisolm: So you seek revenge?

Emma Cullen: I seek righteousness, as should we all. But I'll take revenge.

Sam Chisolm: [undoes his collar to reveal a scar on his throat] Pray with me, then. Let's pray. Pray for my mother, who your men raped. Pray for my sisters, who your men murdered. Did you pray when they strung me up?

Guard: That's far enough! What's your business here?

Eli: My name is Eli. I have a King James Bible in my possession.

Guard: Remain where you are. Don't make any sudden moves, or you will be fired upon.

Solara: I want to come with you.

Eli: No, you don't.

Solara: ... I hate it here.

Eli: Then change it.

Martz: That was my cat.

Eli: Fine specimen.

Martz: I saw you knock him off the bar.

Eli: No, I kind of shooed him. I didn't really knock him.

Martz: You raised your hand at him.

Eli: Won't happen again, I promise you.

Bartender: Hey Martz, how bout another drink, huh?

Martz: That cat has been coming in here for two years. It's got more rights to be in here than you.

Eli: I don't want any trouble.

Martz: [Raising his fist at Eli] Well, that's too bad. Cuz you're about to-

Eli: I know who you are. A murderer of innocent travelers around the world. You are going to be held accountable for the things you've done. Do you know that? Do you?

Eli: [Wakes up, grabs Solara's arm as she digs through his backpack] What are you doing?

Solara: I'm sorry, I thought you were asleep.

Eli: I wasn't asleep. Now, what are you doing?

Solara: I just wanted to see the book.

Eli: No one touches the book but me. You understand? Do you understand?

Solara: Yes, I understand.

Eli: Alright then, go to sleep.

Eli: You says you don't know how to read anyway, so it's no use to you.

Solara: Yeah. So teach me.

Eli: I walk by faith, not by sight.

Solara: What does that mean?

Eli: It means that you know something even if you don't know something.

Solara: That doesn't make any sense.

Eli: It doesn't have to make sense. It's faith. It's faith. It's the flower of light in the field of darkness that's giving me the strength to carry on, you understand?

Solara: Is that from your book?

Eli: [[Johnny Cash; [w:At Folsom Prison|At Folsom Prison] No, its uh...] Live "].

Solara: What?

Eli: [seeing the grave yard in the backyard of the homestead] We gotta go now.

Solara: They killed all these people.

Eli: Not just killed them. They ate them.

Solara: Her hands... her hands were shaking.

Eli: Too much human meat. Let's go!

Solara: Do you remember what it was like? I mean, in the world before?

Eli: People had more than they needed. We had no idea what was precious, what wasn't. We threw away things people kill each other for now.

Leader: What are you standing around for? kiss him

Hijacker: What'd he say?

Eli: He's in shock. I think he meant "Kill him.

Eli: [When Carnegie confronts him and demands he hand the Bible over to him] I always believed there was a place where this book belonged, where it was needed. But I haven't found it yet.

Eli: I know what I heard. I know what I hear. I know I'm not crazy.

Eli: [about his Bible] In all these years I've been carrying it and reading it every day... I got so caught up in keeping it safe that I forgot to live by what I learned from it.

Eli: Cursed be the ground, for our sake. Both thorns and thistles it shall bring forth, for us, for out of the ground we were taken for the dust that we are... and to the dust we shall return.

Eli: Dear Lord, thank you for giving me the strength and the conviction to complete the task you entrusted to me. Thank you for guiding me straight and true through the many obstacles in my path, and keeping me resolute when all around seemed lost. Thank you for your protection and your many signs along the way. Thank you for any good I may have done, and I'm so sorry about the bad. Thank you for the friend I made. Please watch over her as you have watched over me. Thank you for finally allowing me to rest. I am so very tired. But I go now to my rest, at peace, knowing that I have done right in my time on this Earth, I fought the good fight. I finished the race. I kept the faith.

Eli: Stay on the path. It's not your concern. Stay on the path. It's not your concern.

Carroll Oerstadt: You think you know what's coming? You don't have a clue.

Doug Carlin: I know where you're going. I know you're gonna be away for a long time. I know that.

Carroll Oerstadt: This case will never even go to trial.

Doug Carlin: No?

Carroll Oerstadt: Cause I seen what's coming.

Doug Carlin: Did... Have you? What? What is in this glass? You've seen what's coming, huh? Okay, what's coming? You tell me.

Carroll Oerstadt: I told you earlier I have a destiny, a purpose. Satan reasons like man, but God thinks of eternity. Well, I prostrate myself before a world that's going to hell in a handbag, cause in all eternity, I am here and I will be remembered. That's destiny. A bomb has a destiny, a predetermined fate set by the hand of its creator, and anyone who tries to alter that destiny will be destroyed. Anyone who tries to stop it from happening will cause it to happen, and that's what you don't understand. We're not here to coexist. I'm here to win. So you'd better have some divine intervention, buddy. You're gonna need it.

Doug Carlin: You'd better have some K-Y. You're gonna need it.

Doug Carlin: [pause] You killed 543 people. How do you feel about that? I think that you were a murderer right from the beginning.

Carroll Oerstadt: Sometimes a little human collateral is the cost of freedom. To me, those people were war casualties, but to you, they're just evidence.

Doug Carlin: Is she alive or is she dead?

Alexander Denny: Alright: Life, like time and space, is not merely a local phenomenon.

Doug Carlin: [Screaming] Oh alright! Am I asking a hard question?

Alexander Denny: [Muttering] Looks like I picked a bad week to stop snorting hash.

Doug Carlin: I'll tell you what: I will speak slow so that those of you with Ph.D's in the room can understand. Here, look. Here's a monitor, right?

Doug Carlin: Now the monitor is broken. It's dead. It's not temporarily transitioned to another state of entropy, it's dead. Right. Now is she alive or is she dead?

Alexander Denny: She's alive.

Doug Carlin: Alright. Now we're getting somewhere.

Shanti: We used huge amounts of energy to create this image!

Doug Carlin: Alright, how huge?

Alexander Denny: [[w:Northeast blackout of 2003|blackout we had a few years back] Well you remember that little ], we blamed Canada, Canada blamed Michigan...

Doug Carlin: Half the northeast. You're saying you guys...

Alexander Denny: 50 million homes?

Gunnars: [raises hand] My bad!

Alexander Denny: Well, I still say we blame Canada, but...

Mr. Kuchever: Agent Carlin?

Doug Carlin: Doug.

Mr. Kuchever: [hands over pictures of Claire Kuchever] I want you to take these.

Doug Carlin: Well, that's...

Mr. Kuchever: Just go through them when you get a chance.

Doug Carlin: It's really not necessary.

Mr. Kuchever: Yes, it is. See, I know how these things go, Agent Carlin. And I need her to matter to you.

Report #1: Malcolm, you said on your trip abroad you sensed a feeling of great brotherhood.

Malcolm X: As I recall, I pointed out that while I was in Mecca making the pilgrimage, I spoke about the brotherhood that existed at all levels among all people, all colors who had accepted the religion of Islam. I pointed out that what it had done, Islam, for those people despite their complexion differences, that it would probably do America well to study the religion of Islam and perhaps it could drive some of the racism from this society. Muslims look upon themselves as human beings, as part of the human family and therefore look upon all other segments of the human family as part of that same family. Today my friends are black, brown, red, yellow and white.

Reporter #8: Malcolm, are you prepared to go to the United Nations at this point and ask that charges be brought against the United States for its treatment of the American Negroes?

Malcolm X: [the audience applauds] Oh yes. The audience will have to be quiet. Yes, as I pointed out that during my trip that nations, African nations, Asian, Latin nations look very hypocritical when they stand up in the UN condemning South Africa and saying nothing about the racist practices that are manifested everyday against Negroes in this society. I would be not a man if I didn't do so. I wouldn't be a man.

Reporter #2: One of your more controversial remarks was a call for black people to get rifles and form rifle clubs sometime back. Do you still favor that for self-defense?

Malcolm X: I don't see why that should be controversial. I think that if white people found themselves victim of the same kind of brutality that black people in this country face, and they saw that the government was either unwilling or unable to protect them, that the intelligence on the part of the whites would make them get some rifles and protect themselves.

Reporter #2: What about the guns, Malcolm?

Malcolm X: Has the white man changed since I went away? Have you put up your guns? The day you stop being violent against my people will be the day I tell folks to put away their guns.

Coed: Mr. X, I've read some of your speeches and I honestly believe a lot of what you say has truth to it. I have a good heart. I'm a good person despite my whiteness. What can the good white people like myself, who are not prejudiced, or racist, what can we do to help the cause?

Malcolm X: Nothing.

Malcolm X: [about the disciples of Christ] What color were they?

Chaplain Gill: Well, I don't think we know that for certain.

Malcolm X: But they were Hebrews, were they not?

Chaplain Gill: That's right.

Malcolm X: As was Jesus. Jesus was also a Hebrew.

Chaplain Gill: Why don't you just ask your question.

Malcolm X: What color were the original Hebrews?

Chaplain Gill: I have told you that we don't know that for certain.

Malcolm X: Then you can't believe for certain that Jesus was white.

Chaplain Gill: [pointing to a painting of a white Jesus hanging on the wall] Just... Just a moment. Just a moment. God is white. Isn't it obvious?

Malcolm X: [nodding to the painting] Well, that is obvious, but we don't know if it's obvious that God is white. The honorable Elijah Muhammad teaches us that Jesus did not have blond hair and blue eyes. The honorable Elijah Muhammad teaches us that the images of Jesus that are on prison walls and churches throughout the world are not historically correct because history teaches us that Jesus was born in a region where the people had color. There's proof in the very Bible you ask us to read, in Revelations, first chapter, verse fourteen and fifteen, that Jesus had hair like wool and feet the color of brass.

Chaplain Gill: Now just... just what are you saying?

Malcolm X: I'm not saying anything; I'm proving to you that Jesus was not, and I might quote one of my Indian brothers, he was not a pale-face.

Chaplain Gill: [pensively] Uh-huh.

Malcolm X: Amen.

Chaplain Gill: Isn't that interesting.

Malcolm X: You may be shocked by these words, but I have eaten from the same plate, drunk from the same glass and prayed to the same God with fellow Muslims whose eyes were blue, whose hair was blond and whose skin was the whitest of whites. And we are brothers, truly; people of all colors and races believing in One God and one humanity. Once before, in prison, the truth came and blinded me. It has happened again...In the past, I have permitted myself to be used to make sweeping indictments of all white people, and these generalizations have caused injuries to some white folks who did not deserve them. Because of the spiritual rebirth which I was blessed to undergo as a result of my pilgrimage to the Holy City of Mecca, I no longer subscribe to sweeping indictments of one race. I intend to be careful not to sentence anyone who has not been proven guilty. I'm not a racist and do not subscribe to any of the tenets of racism. In all honesty and sincerity it can be stated that I wish nothing but freedom, justice and equality: life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness for all people.My first concern, of course, is with the group to which I belong, the Afro-Americans, for we, more than any other, are deprived of these inalienable rights. I believe the true practice of Islam can remove the cancer of racism from the hearts and souls of white Americans.

Malcolm X: [[w:Emancipation Proclamation|Emancipation Proclamation] If the so-called Negro were American citizens we wouldn't have a race problem. If the ] was authentic, you wouldn't have a race problem. If the 13th, 14th, and 15th Amendments to the Constitution was authentic, you wouldn't have a race problem. If the Supreme Court desegregation decision was authentic, you wouldn't have a race problem. All of this is hypocrisy. These Negro leaders have been telling the white man everything is all right, everything is under control. And they've been telling the white man that Mr. Muhammad is wrong, don't listen to him. But everything Mr. Muhammad has been saying is going to come to pass is now coming to pass and now the Negro leaders are standing up saying that we are about to have a racial explosion. We're going to have a racial explosion and that's more dangerous than an atomic explosion. It's going to explode because black people are dissatisfied. They're dissatisfied now not only with the white man, but with these Negroes who have been sitting around here posing as leaders and spokesmen for black people. Anytime you put too many sparks around a powder keg, the thing is going to explode and if the thing that explodes is still inside the house, then the house will be destroyed. So the Honorable Elijah Muhammad is telling the white man get this powder keg out of your house, let the black people in this country separate from him while there's still time. And if the black man is allowed to separate and go on onto some land of his own, where he can solve his problems, then there won't be any explosion. Complete separation is the only solution to the black and white problem in this country!

Malcolm X: [points at a Negro Panelist] To understand this man -- you must know that historically there are two kinds of slaves. House Negroes and Field Negroes. The house Negro lived in the big house; he dressed pretty good; he ate pretty good and he loved the master. Yeah, he loved him more than the master loved himself. If the master's house caught fire, he'd be the first to put the blaze out. If the master got sick, he'd say: "What's a matter, boss; we sick?" We sick! If someone said to him, "Let's run away and escape. Let's separate." He'd say, "Man, are you crazy? What's better than what I got here?" That was the House Negro. In those days he was called the House Nigger. Well, that's what we call them today because we still got a lot of House Niggers running around.

Malcolm X: I must emphasize at the outstart that the Honorable Elijah Muhammad is not a politician. So I'm not here this afternoon as a Republican, nor as a Democrat; not as a Mason, nor as an Elk; not as a Protestant, nor a Catholic; not as a Christian, nor a Jew; not as a Baptist, nor a Methodist. In fact, not even as an American, because if I was an American, the problem that confronts our people today wouldn't even exist. So I have to stand here today as what I was when I was born: a black man. Before there was any such thing as a Republican or a Democrat, we were black. Before there was any such thing as a Mason or an Elk, we were black. Before there was any such thing as a Jew or a Christian, we were black people! In fact, before there was any such place as America, we were black! And after America has long passed from the scene, there will still be black people.I'm gonna tell you like it really is. Every election year these politicians are sent up here to pacify us! They're sent here and setup here by the White Man! This is what they do! They send drugs in Harlem down here to pacify us! They send alcohol down here to pacify us! They send prostitution down here to pacify us! Why you can't even get drugs in Harlem without the White Man's permission! You can't get prostitution in Harlem without the White Man's permission! You can't get gambling in Harlem without the White Man's permission! Every time you break the seal on that liquor bottle, that's a Government seal that you're breaking! Oh, I say and I say it again, ya been had! Ya been took! Ya been hoodwinked! Bamboozled! Led astray! Run amok! This is what He does.

Malcolm X: We didn't land on Plymouth Rock. Plymouth Rock landed on us!

Malcolm X: The only thing I like integrated is my coffee.

Malcolm X: We had the best organization a black man's ever had. Niggers ruined it.

Malcolm X: Like every hustler I was trapped. Cats that hung out together trying to find a solution found nothing. Cats that might have proved space or cured cancer, West Indian Archie might have been a mathematical genius... but we were all victims of the American social order.

Malcolm X: Brothers and sisters, I'm here to tell you that I charge the White Man. I charge the white man with being the greatest murderer on Earth. I charge the White Man with being the greatest kidnapper on Earth. There is no place in this world that that man can go and say he created peace and harmony. Everywhere he's gone, he's created havoc. Everywhere he's gone, he's created destruction. So I charge him. I charge him with being the greatest kidnapper on this Earth! I charge him with being the greatest murderer on this Earth! I charge him with being the greatest ROBBER and ENSLAVER on this Earth! I charge the White Man with being the greatest SWINE EATER on this earth! The greatest DRUNKARD on this earth! He can't deny the charges! You can't deny the charges! We're the living proof of those charges! You and I are the proof! You're not an American, you are the victim of America. You didn't have a choice coming over here. He didn't say, "Black man, black woman, come on over and help me build America". He said, "Nigger, get down in the bottom of that boat and I'm taking you over there to help me build America". Being born here does not make you an American. I am not an American, you are not an American. You are one of the 22 million black people who are the victims of America. You and I, we've never seen any democracy. We ain't seen no democracy on the- the cotton fields of Georgia, there wasn't no democracy down there. We didn't see any democracy on the streets of Harlem, or in the streets of Brooklyn, or in the streets of Detroit, or Chicago. Ain't no democracy down there. No, we've never seen democracy! All we've seen is hypocrisy! We don't see any American Dream. We've experienced only the American Nightmare!

Andrew Beckett: Do you like opera?

Joe Miller: I'm not that familiar with opera.

Andrew Beckett: This is my favorite aria. This is Maria Callas. This is "Andrea Chenier", Umberto Giordano. This is Madeleine. She's saying how during the French Revolution, a mob set fire to her house, and her mother died... saving her. "Look, the place that cradled me is burning." Can you hear the heartache in her voice? Can you feel it, Joe? In come the strings, and it changes everything. The music fills with a hope, and that'll change again. Listen... listen..."I bring sorrow to those who love me." Oh, that single cello! "It was during this sorrow that love came to me." A voice filled with harmony. It says, "Live still, I am life. Heaven is in your eyes. Is everything around you just the blood and mud? I am divine. I am oblivion. I am the god... that comes down from the heavens, and makes of the Earth a heaven. I am love!... I am love.

Andrew Beckett: [his last lines, while lying on a hospital bed and before he dies] Miguel, I'm ready.

Joe Miller: What do you love about the law, Andrew?

Andrew Beckett: I... many things... uh... uh... What I love the most about the law?

Joe Miller: Yeah.

Andrew Beckett: It's that every now and again - not often, but occasionally - you get to be a part of justice being done. That really is quite a thrill when that happens.

Judge Garrett: In this courtroom, Mr.Miller, justice is blind to matters of race, creed, color, religion, and sexual orientation.

Joe Miller: With all due respect, your honor, we don't live in this courtroom though, do we?

Joe Miller: Have you ever felt discriminated against at Wyatt Wheeler?

Anthea Burton: Well, yes.

Joe Miller: In what way?

Anthea Burton: Well, Mr. Wheeler's secretary, Lydia, said that Mr. Wheeler had a problem with my earrings.

Joe Miller: Really?

Anthea Burton: Apparently Mr. Wheeler felt that they were too..."Ethnic" is the word he used. And she told me that he said that he would like it if I wore something a little less garish, a little smaller, and more "American.

Joe Miller: What'd you say?

Anthea Burton: I said my earrings are American. They're African-American.

Andrew Beckett: What do you call a thousand lawyers chained together at the bottom of the ocean?

Joe Miller: I don't know.

Andrew Beckett: A good start.

Joe Miller: The Federal Vocational Rehabilitation Act of 1973 prohibits discrimination against otherwise qualified handicapped persons who are able to perform the duties required by their employment. Although the ruling did not address the specific issue of HIV and AIDS discrimination...

Andrew Beckett: Subsequent decisions have held that AIDS is protected as a handicap under law, not only because of the physical limitations it imposes, but because the prejudice surrounding AIDS exacts a social death which precede... which precedes the actual physical one.

Joe Miller: This is the essence of discrimination: formulating opinions about others not based on their individual merits, but rather on their membership in a group with assumed characteristics.

Joe Miller: Point number one, Andrew Beckett was - is a brilliant lawyer, great lawyer. Point number two, Andrew Beckett, afflicted with a debilitating disease, made the understandable, the personal, the legal choice to keep the fact of his illness to himself. Point number three, his employers discovered his illness, and ladies and gentlemen, the illness I am referring to is AIDS. Point number four, they panicked. And in their panic, they did what most of us would like to do with AIDS, which is just get it, and everybody who has it, as far away from the rest of us as possible.Now, the behavior of Andrew Beckett's employers may seem reasonable to you. It does to me. After all, AIDS is a deadly, incurable disease. But no matter how you come to judge Charles Wheeler and his partners in ethical, moral, and in human terms, the fact of the matter is, when they fired Andrew Beckett because he had AIDS, they broke the law.

Joe Miller: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury. Forget everything you've seen on television and in the movies. There's not gonna be any last minute surprise witnesses. Nobody's gonna break down on the stand with a tearful confession. You're gonna be presented with a simple fact: Andrew Beckett was fired. You'll hear two explanations for why he was fired: ours and theirs. It is up to you to sift through layer upon layer of truth until you determine for yourselves which version sounds the most true. There are certain points that I must prove to you.

Joe Miller: Some of these people make me sick, Philco. But a law's been broken. You remember the law, don't you?

Joe Miller: Now, explain it to me like I'm a two-year-old.

Joe Miller: We're standing here in Philadelphia, the, uh, city of brotherly love, the birthplace of freedom, where the, uh, founding fathers authored the Declaration of Independence, and I don't recall that glorious document saying anything about all straight men are created equal. I believe it says all men are created equal.

Matt Lee Whitlock: Sometimes I think you want me to shoot you, Chae.

Frank Lucas: This is my home. My country. Frank Lucas don't run from nobody. This is America.

Frank Lucas: I do pay them, I pay them all. Cops, accountants, lawyers, who don’t I pay? Everybody. I pay them a fortune, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t satisfy them. The more you pay, the more they expect. You can’t start with them because they can’t stop. It’s like dope. They always want more.

Frank Lucas: [[w:Nicky Barnes|Nicky] Brand names mean something, ]. Consumers rely on them to know what they’re getting. They know the company isn’t going to try to fool them with an inferior product. They buy a Ford, they know they’re gonna get a Ford. Not a fuckin Datsun. Blue Magic that's a brand name; Like Pepsi, that's a brand name. I stand behind it, I guarantee it. They know that even if they don’t know me any more than they know the chairman of General Mills.

Frank Lucas: [To Trupo] Detective. There are some things you don’t do. This is one of them. Not on a man’s wedding day.

Frank Lucas: That basically the whole picture right there.

Frank Lucas: The most important thing in business is honesty, integrity, hard work, family, never forgetting where we came from. See, you are what you are in this world, that’s either one of two things: Either you're somebody ... or you’re nobody. I'll be right back

Frank Lucas: The man I worked for, he had one of the biggest companies in New York City- he ran it for more than fifty years. Fifteen years, eight months, nine days- I was with him every day. I looked after him, took care of him, protected him... I learned from him. Bumpy was rich, but he wasn't white man rich, you see he wasn't wealthy. He didn’t own his own company. He thought he did, but he didn’t. He just managed it. White man owned it so they owned him. Nobody owns me, though. Because I own my company. And my company sells a product that’s better than the competition at a price that’s lower than the competition.

Frank Lucas: It’s chaos. Every gorilla for himself.

Alonzo: I'm gonna get that gun and then Imma get that money. And you ain't gonna do a damn thing, cause you ain't gonna shoot no cop in the back, are you?

Jake: [Cocks gun] Don't do it.

Alonzo: You know what they give you for that? The gas chamber. You know what the gas chamber smells like? Pine oil. That's where you headed, boy. To pine oil heaven.

Alonzo: [''After catching Blue in the back of a Korean store after a chase, forcefully pressing a pen down Blue's throat causing him to vomit the crack rocks he was hiding in his stomach''] What's that?

Blue: Motherfucking crack, man.

Alonzo: ['''Pops out a bullet''] That's right, Jimmy Crack Corn. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Oh, you're federally fucked now. You got crack... and a gun. You know with your record you can get 10 years per bullet? Now you gon gimme a name. That's 10 right there.

Blue: Come on, man. You know I ain't no snitch, man.

Alonzo: [''Removes bullet''] I know you ain't no snitch. Gimme a name. That's 20.

Blue: Fuck!

Alonzo: [''Pops out a bullet''; ''Pops out a bullet''] Gimme a name. That's 30 years. You wanna go to jail or you wanna go home?

Blue: He in the county!

Alonzo: Who?

Blue: Nigga named Sandman. That's all the fuck I know, man! Shit!

Alonzo: [''Pops out a bullet''] See how easy that was?

Blue: I'm sick of this shit, man.

Alonzo: You wanna collect the evidence?

Jake: Fuck that.

Alonzo: My nigga.

Alonzo: It behooves you not to dick around on this one. Justifiable homicide in the line of duty? What happened was...

Jake: What happened was murder... and armed robbery. Wait, we had badges, so it's different?

Alonzo: Open your eyes, son. Can't you see?

Jake: That man was your friend, and you killed him like a fly.

Alonzo: Why is he my friend, because he knows my first name? Roger sold dope to kids. The world is a better place without him. This man was the biggest major violator in Los Angeles. This is the game. I'm playing his ass. That's my job. That's your job. I watched that cocksucker operate with impunity for over 10 years, and now I got him. The shit's chess, it ain't checkers. What, we all of a sudden gonna roll up in a black-and-white? Come on, man, take the money.

Jake: I told you, I'm *not* gonna take that money.

Alonzo: All right, burn it, barbecue it, fish-fry it, I don't give a fuck. But the boys'll feel better about it.

Jake: *Fuck* their feelings.

Alonzo: You're not making them feel like you're part of the team.

Jake: The team? You guys are fuckin insane. All right, I'll go back to the Valley. I'll cut parking tickets. Why does it have to be this way?

Alonzo: I'm sorry I exposed you to it, but it is. It's ugly, but it's necessary... Sometimes you gotta have a little dirt on you for anybody to trust you.