John David WashingtonQuotes

Ron Stallworth: [answering a phone call from Duke] Mr. Duke, I'm so sorry we didn't get to spend more one-on-one time together.

David Duke: Well, that was a just a tragedy. I had just met those heroic brothers in the cause.

Flip Zimmerman: Heroic.

Ron Stallworth: Yeah. And the chapter is just shaken at the core.

David Duke: Oh.

Ron Stallworth: Yeah. And poor Connie, right? I mean, not only does she lose her husband, but...

Flip Zimmerman: Poor Connie.

Jimmy Creek: Connie's going away.

Flip Zimmerman: We feel bad for Connie.

Ron Stallworth: [continuing] ... she's looking at serious prison time.

David Duke: My God. And then there was that nigger detective. Basically...

Ron Stallworth: [to the other officers, trying not to laugh; to Duke] Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up. Shut up, shut up. Those goddamn coloreds they sure know how to spoil a celebration.

Jimmy Creek: [to Flip] Hey, you're getting me in trouble.

David Duke: [to Ron] Christ, you can say that again.

Ron Stallworth: Those goddamn coloreds sure know how to spoil a celebration. Can I ask you a question, sir?

David Duke: Shoot.

Ron Stallworth: That nigger detective, did you ever did you ever get his name?

David Duke: No. I don't think I...

Ron Stallworth: Are-uh you sure you don't know who he is? Are-uh you absolutely sure? Cause that nigga, coon, gator bait, spade, spook, Sambo, spear-chucking jungle bunny, Mississippi wind chime...

Flip Zimmerman: Wind chime?

Ron Stallworth: [continuing; Ron slams the phone back on the register as his coworkers laugh, high-five him, and pat him on the back.] ... detective is Ron Stallworth, you racist, peckerwood, redneck, inch worm, needle-dick motherfucker! I'll be here all week.

Flip Zimmerman: For you it's a crusade. For me it's a job.

Ron Stallworth: You're Jewish. They hate you. Doesn't that piss you off? Why are you acting like you don't got skin in the game?

David Duke: [He turns off the radio.] Sorry, I'm sorry, let me just... Sorry, who am I talking to?

Ron Stallworth: This is Ron Stallworth calling from Colorado Springs, Colorado. How are you today, sir?

David Duke: Well, I'm quite well. Thank you, uh, what can I do you for?

Ron Stallworth: I-I desperately want to participate in my chapter's honorary events, but I can't until I receive my membership card.

David Duke: Of course, that's something I can help you with.

Ron Stallworth: Great. Um, who am I speaking with?

David Duke: This is David Duke.

Ron Stallworth: Did you just say your name was David Duke?

David Duke: The last time I checked.

Ron Stallworth: Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan, that-that David Duke?

David Duke: Yes, that Grand Wizard and National Director, yeah.

Ron Stallworth: National Director too, huh?

David Duke: Yes, you're darn tootin'.

Ron Stallworth: It's amazing. I'm honored to be speaking to you, sir. I'm not afraid to say it. I consider you a true white American hero.

David Duke: Is there any other kind?

Ron Stallworth: No, sir.

David Duke: I'm happy to be talking to a true white American.

Ron Stallworth: Amen. It seems like there's less and less of us out there these days. Now, about that membership card...

David Duke: Yeah, Ron, I understand the situation, uh, we've had some administrative problems here, it's caused a little bit of a backlag. Tell you what, I'm gonna see to it personally that your membership card is processed, approved, and sent out today. How's that sound?

Ron Stallworth: Thank you, sir. I can't express to you how much this means to me.

David Duke: Ron, please, pleasure's all mine. I look forward to hopefully meeting you in person one day, and, uh...God bless White America.

Ron Stallworth: God bless White America, sir.

David Duke: Mhm, take care.

Patrice Dumas: Are you down for the liberation of black people?

Ron Stallworth: Power to the people.

Patrice Dumas: All power to all the people.

Ron Stallworth: That's right, sister.

Ron Stallworth: [asking Flip to help take a photo of him with David and another Klansman] Can you take this picture of us, please?

Flip Zimmerman: All right, don't touch me.

Ron Stallworth: Great. All right, all right, thank you so much. Thank you. Here we go. One, two, three!

David Duke: Jesus H. Christ! What did you just do, boy? I mean, what the hell did you just do?

Ron Stallworth: Sir, if you lay a finger on me, I'll arrest your ass for assaulting a police officer. That's worth about five years in prison. Try me. See if I'm playing.

David Duke: Why don't you come down to Louisiana sometime? See how we play.

Flip Zimmerman: Boy, you better get your nigger ass out of here now.

Ron Stallworth: Mm-hmm, America first.

Voicemail: You've reached the Colorado Springs chapter of the Ku Klux Klan. Please leave a message, and God bless White America.

Ron Stallworth: [After the beep sounds] Hello, this is Ron Stallworth calling. I saw your advertisement in the Colorado Springs Gazette. I'm interested in receiving some reading material from you. My phone number is 103-9994. I'm very much looking forward to you returning my call.

Walter Breachway: Yeah, who's this?

Ron Stallworth: Ron Stallworth here.

Walter Breachway: This is Walter, returning your call...from the organization.

Ron Stallworth: The organization?

Walter Breachway: That's right. We appreciate your interest. What's your story?

Ron Stallworth: Well, since you asked...since you asked, I hate niggers. I hate Jews. Spics and micks. Dagos and Chinks. But my mouth to God's ears, I really hate those nigger rats, and anyone else really that doesn't have pure white Aryan blood running through their veins! My sister, Pamela, she was just recently accosted by one of those black coons.

Walter Breachway: Is that so?

Ron Stallworth: Yeah. Every time I think about that black baboon putting his filthy black hands on her purest white, driven snow body. I mean pure, Walter! She's a saint, she's an angel! It makes me want to puke!

Walter Breachway: You are just the kind of guy that we are looking for. Listen, uh, when can you meet?

Ron Stallworth: How about Friday night, after I get off work?

Walter Breachway: Well, that's a deal, buddy boy, we'll get right back to you with the details. Take care now.

Ron Stallworth: [He hangs up.] God bless white America.

Flip Zimmerman: Did I just hear you use your real name?

Ron Stallworth: Oh, motherfucker.

Jimmy Creek: Yeah, motherfucker, amateur hour.

Flip Zimmerman: That's your real name, right? Is it, is it Ron Stallworth, right? Isn't that his real name?

Jimmy Creek: I can't believe he just said that.

Flip Zimmerman: [He turns away slowly as the other officers in the room continue laughing.] Well, good luck, Ron, with your new redneck friends.

Ron Stallworth: With the right white man, we can do anything.

Colonel Howell: Taylor, where is Shipley?

Joshua: I'm with him right now. He's in pretty bad shape.

Colonel Howell: Alright. Listen to me. Did you locate the weapon?

Joshua: Yeah. It's here. I'm with it.

Colonel Howell: Describe it.

Joshua: It's a kid. It's a kid. They've made it into some kind of kid. That's the weapon.

Colonel Howell: What? I can't reach you. You have to bring it in. Do you understand?

Joshua: No. Shipley can't move. He's not looking good. At all. Police are everywhere. I don't know how I'm getting out right now. I don't even have an exit strategy right now.

Colonel Howell: Then do what you have to do. Kill it.

Joshua: What?

Alphie: What's Heaven?

Joshua: It's a peaceful place in the sky.

Alphie: Are you going to Heaven?

Joshua: No. You gotta be a good person to go to Heaven.

Alphie: Then we're the same, we can't go to heaven. Because you're not good, and I'm not a person.

Howell: Did you locate the weapon?

Joshua: Yeah, it's just a kid!?