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Reservoir Dogs Quotes

"Every dog has his day."

R 1992 · 1h 39m
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Reservoir Dogs
Commitment to Completing the Task
Taglines Let's get the job done.
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Reservoir Dogs
Dreams and Apologies in a Tense Moment
Mr. Blonde Joe, you want me to shoot this guy for you?
Mr. White Shit, you shoot me in a dream, you better wake up and apologize.
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Reservoir Dogs
A Tense Situation Over Weed and Trust
Mr. Orange This is a very weird situation. Cause I don't know if you remember back in 86 there was a major fucking drought. Nobody had anything. People were living on resin... smoking the wood in their pipes for months. This chick had a bunch. And she's begging me to sell it. So I told her I wasn't going to be Joe the potman anymore, but I would take a little bit and sell it to my close, close, close friends. She agreed to that, said we'd keep the same arrangement as before; 10%, free pot for me, as long as I helped her out that weekend. She had a brick of weed she was selling, she didn't want to go to the buy alone. Her brother usually goes with her, but he's in county unexpectedly.
Mr. White What for?
Mr. Orange His traffic tickets. Got a warrant. They stopped him for something, found warrants on him, took him to county. Now she doesn't walk around alone with all that weed. I don't want to do this. I have a very bad feeling about it. But she keeps asking me, keeps asking me, keeps asking me, finally I said OK cause I'm sick of hearing it. Now, we're picking the guy up at the train station...
Nice Guy Eddie Wait a minute. You go to the train station to pick up the buyer with the weed on you?
Mr. Orange The guy needed it right away. Don't ask me why. Anyway, we're get to the station and we're waiting for the guy. I'm carrying the weed in one of those little carry-on bags. I got to take a piss. So I tell the connection I'll be right back, I'm going to the boys room. So I walk in the mens room, and who's standing there? Four Los Angeles county sheriffs and a German shepherd.
Nice Guy Eddie They're waiting for you?
Mr. Orange No, they're just a bunch of cops hanging out in the men's room, talking. When I walked through the door, they all stopped what they were talking about and they looked at me.
Mr. White That's hard, man. That's a fucking hard situation.
[laughs]
Mr. Orange German shepherd starts barking. He's barking at me. I mean, it's obvious. He's barking at me. Every nerve-ending, all my senses, blood in my veins, everything I have is screaming, "Take off, man! Just bail, just get the fuck out of there!" Panic hits me like a bucket of water. First there's the shock of it--BAM, right in the face. I'm standing there drenched in panic. All these sheriffs looking at me, and they know, man. They can smell it. Sure as that fucking dog can, they can smell it on me.
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Reservoir Dogs
Debate on Life and Death Decisions
Mr. Pink We ain't taking him to a hospital.
Mr. White If we don't, he'll die.
Mr. Pink And I'm very sad about that. But some fellas are lucky, and some ain't.
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Reservoir Dogs
A Conversation About Smoking Choices
Mr. White Relax. Have a cigarette.
Mr. Pink I quit.
Mr. White Alright.
Mr. Pink Why, you got one?
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Reservoir Dogs
Violence Escalates Among Criminals
Nice Guy Eddie What the fuck happened?
[distraught, kneeling next to Blonde's corpse]
Mr. Orange He slashed the cop's face, cut off his ear, and was gonna burn him alive.
Nice Guy Eddie What? I didn't hear you.
[walking over towards Officer Nash and Mr. Orange]
Mr. Orange I said, Blonde went crazy. He slashed the cop's face, cut off his ear, and was gonna burn him alive.
Nice Guy Eddie This cop?
[nodding]
Mr. Orange ...no...
Nice Guy Eddie He went crazy, something like that? Worse or better?
Mr. Orange Eddie, he was pullin a burn, man. He was gonna kill the cop and me, and when you guys walked through the door, he was gonna blow you to hell and make off with the diamonds.
Mr. White What'd I tell you? That sick piece of shit was a stone cold psycho!
Mr. Orange You could've asked the cop, if you didn't just kill him! He talked about what he was gonna do when he was slicin him up!
Nice Guy Eddie I don't buy it. It doesn't make sense.
Mr. White Makes perfect fuckin sense to me. You weren't there durin the job, Eddie. You didn't see how he acted. We did.
Mr. Pink He's right about the ear, it's hacked off.
[visibly fighting back nausea after examining Officer Nash's body]
Nice Guy Eddie All right, let me just say this out loud, cause I wanna get it straight in my head. You're saying that Mr. Blonde was gonna kill you, and then when we got back, he was gonna kill us, take the satchel of diamonds, and scram. I'm right about that, right? That's correct? That's your story?
Mr. Orange I swear on my mother's eternal soul that's what happened.
Nice Guy Eddie The man you just killed just got released from prison. He got caught at a company warehouse full of hot items. He could've fuckin walked. All he had to do was say my dad's name, but he didn't; he kept his fucking mouth shut. And did his fuckin time, and he did it like a man. He did four years for us. So, Mr. Orange, you're tellin me this very good friend of mine, who did four years for my father, who in four years never made a deal, no matter what they dangled in front of him, you're telling me that now that this man is free, and we're making good on our commitment to him, he's just gonna decide, out of the fucking BLUE, TO RIP US OFF?! Why don't you tell me what really happened?
[in a lower, more sinister tone of voice]
Joe What the hell for? It'd just be more bullshit.
[walks in]
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Reservoir Dogs
Confronting Resistance in High-Stakes Situations
Mr. Orange What happens if the manager won't give you the diamonds?
Mr. White When you're dealing with a store like this, they're insured up the ass. They're not supposed to give you any resistance whatsoever. If you get a customer, or an employee, who thinks he's ], take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in. Everybody jumps. He falls down screaming, blood squirts out of his nose, nobody says fucking shit after that. You might get some bitch talkin shit to you, but give her a look like you're gonna smash her face next, watch her shut the fuck up. Now if it's a manager, that's a different story. Managers know better than to fuck around, so if you get one that's giving you static, he probably thinks he's a real cowboy, so you gotta break that son of a bitch in two. If you wanna know something and he won't tell you, cut off one of his fingers. The little one. Then tell him his thumb's next. After that he'll tell you if he wears ladies underwear. … I'm hungry. Let's get a taco.
[[w:Charles Bronson|Charles Bronson]
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Reservoir Dogs
Motivation for Action
Taglines Let's go to work.
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Reservoir Dogs
Suspicion of Betrayal Among Criminals
Mr. White You better start talkin', asshole! Cause we got shit we need to talk about. We're already freaked out, we need you actin freaky like we need a fuckin bag on our hip.
Mr. Blonde OK, let's talk.
[calmly]
Mr. White We think we got a rat in the house.
Mr. Pink I guarantee we got a rat in the house!
Mr. Blonde What makes you say that?
Mr. White Is that supposed to be funny?
Mr. Pink Look, we think this place ain't safe.
Mr. White This place just ain't secure anymore. We're leaving, you should go with us.
Mr. Blonde Nobody's going anywhere.
Mr. White Piss on this fucking turd! We're outta here.
[about Mr. Blonde; To Mr. Pink]
Mr. Blonde Don't take another step, Mr. White.
Mr. White Fuck you, maniac! It's your fuckin fault we're in this trouble!
[screams]
Mr. Blonde What's this guy's problem?
[calmly to Mr. Pink]
Mr. White What's my problem? Yeah, I gotta fuckin problem! I gotta big fuckin problem with any trigger-happy madman who almost gets me shot!
Mr. Blonde What the fuck are you talking about?
Mr. White That fucking shooting spree in the store, remember?!
Mr. Blonde Fuck em. They set off the alarm. They deserve what they got.
[shrugs]
Mr. White You almost killed me! ASSHOLE! If I had known what kind of guy you were, I never would've agreed to work with you.
Mr. Blonde Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?
Mr. White What was that? I'm sorry, I didn't catch it. Would you repeat it?
Mr. Blonde Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?
[throws away his drink]
Mr. Pink Oh, Christ, hey, look, you two assholes, calm the fuck down! Hey, come on, are we on a playground here, huh?! Am I the only professional?! You fuckin guys are acting like a bunch of fuckin niggers! You work with niggers, huh? Just like you two, always sayin they're gonna kill each other.
[pause]
Mr. White You said yourself you thought about taking him out!
[to Mr. Pink]
Mr. Blonde You fuckin said that?
[menacing]
Mr. Pink Yeah, I did, OK? I did. But that was then. Right now, this guy is the only one I completely trust. He's too fuckin homicidal to be workin with the cops.
Mr. White You takin his side?
Mr. Pink NO! Fuck sides, man! What we need here is a little solidarity! Somebody's stickin a red hot poker up our asses, and I wanna know whose name's on the handle! Now I know I'm no piece of shit... And I'm pretty sure you're OK... And I'm fuckin positive you're on the level. So let's try and figure out who the bad guy is, alright?
[referring to Mr. White; referring to Mr. Blonde]
Mr. Blonde Wow, that was really exciting. I bet you're a big ] fan, aren't ya? Me too, I love that guy. My heart's beatin so fast, I'm about to have a heart attack here.
[calming down, chuckling; [w:Lee Marvin|Lee Marvin]
Mr. Pink I don't wanna kill anybody. But if I gotta get out that door, and you're standing in my way, one way or the other, you're gettin outta my way.
Mr. Pink We were set up. The cops were there waitin for us.
Nice Guy Eddie What? Nobody fuckin set anybody up.
Mr. Pink The cops were there waitin for us, man!
Nice Guy Eddie Bullshit.
Mr. Pink Hey, fuck you, man! You weren't there, we were! And I'm tellin you, the cops had the place staked out!
Nice Guy Eddie Okay, Mr. Fuckin Detective, you're so fuckin smart? Huh? Who did it?
Mr. Pink What the hell do ya think we've been askin each other?
Nice Guy Eddie Yeah? And what'd you come up with, huh? You think I did it? You think I fuckin set you up?
Mr. Pink I don't know! But somebody did!
Nice Guy Eddie Nobody did. You fuckin assholes turned the jewelry store into a Wild West show--
Mr. White Don't you call me an asshole!
[interrupting]
Nice Guy Eddie You fuckin idiots turned the fuckin jewelry store into a Wild West show--
Mr. White Don't you call me a fuckin idiot!
[interrupting again]
Nice Guy Eddie --and you wonder why the fuckin cops show up?!
[louder]
Mr. White What are you gonna do about him?
[gesturing towards Mr. Orange, who is bleeding out on the floor]
Nice Guy Eddie Jesus Christ, gimme a fuckin chance to breathe, here. I got a few questions of my own.
Mr. White You ain't dyin'. He is.
[gesturing towards Mr. Orange again]
Nice Guy Eddie All right, Mr. Fuckin COMPASSION! I will call somebody!
[exasperatedly]
Mr. White Who?
Nice Guy Eddie ...a fuckin snake charmer! Who do you think? I'll call a doctor, they'll fix him right up!
[incredulously]
Nice Guy Eddie If you fucking beat this prick long enough, he'll tell you he started the goddamn ], now that don't necessarily make it fucking so!
[[W:great Chicago fire|Chicago fire]
Nice Guy Eddie Now, what happened to Brown and Blue?
Mr. Pink Brown's dead. We don't know what happened to Blue.
Nice Guy Eddie Brown's dead? Are you sure?
Mr. White I'm sure. I was there. He took one in the head.
Nice Guy Eddie Nobody's got a clue what happened to Mr. Blue?
Mr. Blonde Either he's alive or he's dead, or the cops got him... or they don't.
Nice Guy Eddie All right, first things fuckin last. Who's got the stones? Please, somebody at least tell me, just one little fuckin favor, just for my sake--
Mr. Pink I got a bag. I got a bag, okay? I stashed it until we could be sure this place wasn't a police station!
[interrupting]
Nice Guy Eddie Good for you. Now let's go get it. But first we gotta get rid of those cars outside, it looks like Sam's Hot Car Lot out there. Okay. Blondie, you sit here and babysit them two. White and Pink, you take a car each. I'll follow you. You ditch em, pick up the stones. And while I'm followin you, I'll arrange some sort of a doctor for our friend.
[pointing at Mr. Orange]
Mr. White You can't leave these guys here with him.
[pointing at Mr. Blonde]
Nice Guy Eddie Why not?
Mr. White Because he's a fuckin psycho. And if you think Joe's pissed off, that ain't nothin compared to how pissed off I am at him, for puttin me in the same room as that bastard!
Mr. Blonde You see what I've been puttin up with, Eddie? I fuckin walked in here, I told these guys about stayin put, Mr. White whips out his gun, he's stickin it in my face, callin me a motherfucker, sayin he's gonna blow me away, and blah blah blah blah blah.
Mr. White He's the reason the joint turned into a shootin spree. What are you, a fuckin silent partner?! Tell him!
[pointing at Mr. Blonde; to Mr. Pink]
Mr. Pink He went crazy in the store, but he seems all right now.
Mr. White This is what he was doin': Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam.
[mimics Mr. Blonde shooting people in the head]
Mr. Blonde Yeah, bam bam bam bam bam. I told em not to touch the fuckin alarm, they did. If they hadn't've done what I told em not to do, they'd still be alive.
Mr. White My fuckin hero!
[sarcastically applauding]
Mr. Blonde Thanks!
[taking a bow]
Mr. White That's your excuse for goin on a kill-crazy rampage?
Mr. Blonde I don't like alarms, Mr. White.
Nice Guy Eddie What does it matter who stays with the cop? We ain't lettin him go, not after he's seen everybody.
Officer Marvin Nash I haven't been lookin at you guys--
Mr. Pink Shut the fuck up, man!
[interrupting; punches Nash]
Nice Guy Eddie You guys should have never taken him out of the trunk in the first place.
Mr. Pink We tried to find out what he knew about the setup--
Nice Guy Eddie THERE IS NO FUCKIN SETUP! Now here's the news! Blondie, you stay here and take care of these two! White and Pink, you come with me! Cause if Joe gets here and he sees all these cars, I swear to you he's gonna be just as mad at me as he is at you!
[enraged]
Mr. Blonde ].
[about to light the cop on fire; [The Wizard of Oz (1939 film)|Have some fire, scarecrow]
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Reservoir Dogs
Trust and Betrayal Among Criminals
Taglines Four perfect killers. One perfect crime. Now all they have to fear is each other.
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Reservoir Dogs
Every Dog Has Its Day
Taglines Every "dog" has its day.
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Reservoir Dogs
Debate Over Song Meaning Among Characters
Mr. Brown Let me tell you what ] is about. It's all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick. The entire song. It's a metaphor for big dicks.
[[w:Like a Virgin (song)|Like a Virgin]
Mr. Blonde No, no. It's about a girl who is very vulnerable. She's been fucked over a few times. Then she meets some guy who's really sensitive...
Mr. Brown Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... Time out, Greenbay. Tell that fuckin bullshit to the tourists.
Joe Cabot Toby... Who the fuck is Toby?
[looking at his address book]
Mr. Brown Like a Virgin is not about some sensitive girl who meets a nice fella. That's what ] is about. Granted, no argument about that.
[[w:True Blue (Madonna song)|True Blue]
Mr. Orange Which one is True Blue?
Nice Guy Eddie You ain't heard True Blue? It was a big ass hit for ]. I don't even follow this Tops of the Pops shit, and even I've heard of True Blue.
[[Madonna (entertainer)|Madonna]
Mr. Orange Look, asshole, I didn't say I ain't heard of it. All I asked was how does it go? Excuse me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan.
Mr. Blonde Personally, I can do without her.
Mr. Blue I used to like her early stuff. ] - but once she got off with that ] phase, I tuned out.
[[w:Borderline (song)|Borderline; [w:Papa Don't Preach|Papa Don't Preach]
Mr. Brown You guys are, like, making me lose my... train of thought here. I was saying something, what was it?
Joe Cabot Oh, Toby's that little Chinese girl. What was her last name?
Mr. White What's that?
Joe Cabot It's an old address book I found in a coat I haven't worn in a coon's age. What was that name?
Mr. Brown What the fuck was I talking about?
Mr. Pink You said True Blue was about a guy... er.... a sensitive girl who meets a nice guy, but Like a Virgin was a metaphor for big dicks.
Mr. Brown O.K., let me tell you what ] about. It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuck machine, I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon: dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick.
[[w:Like A Virgin|Like a Virgin's]
Mr. Blue How many dicks is that?
Mr. White A lot.
Mr. Brown Then one day she meets this ] motherfucker and it's like, whoa baby, I mean this cat is like ] in ]; he's digging tunnels. Now, she's gettin the serious dick action and she's feeling something she ain't felt since forever. Pain. Pain.
[[w:John Holmes|John Holmes; [w:Charles Bronson|Charles Bronson; [The Great Escape (film)|The Great Escape]
Joe Cabot Chu? Toby Chu?
Mr. Brown It hurts. It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt her, you know her pussy should be ] by now, but when this cat fucks her it hurts. It hurts, just like it did the first time. You see the pain is reminding the fuck machine what it once was like to be a virgin. Hence, "Like a Virgin.
[[w:Bubble Yum|Bubble Yum]
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Reservoir Dogs
Debate on Tipping Among Characters
Nice Guy Eddie C'mon, throw in a buck!
Mr. Pink Uh-uh, I don't tip.
Nice Guy Eddie You don't tip?
Mr. Pink I don't believe in it.
Nice Guy Eddie You don't believe in tipping?
Mr. Blue You know what these chicks make? They make shit.
Mr. Pink Don't give me that. She don't make enough money, she can quit.
Nice Guy Eddie I don't even know a fucking Jew who'd have the balls to say that. Let me just get this straight: you don't ever tip, huh?
Mr. Pink I don't tip because society says I have to. Alright, I mean I'll tip if somebody really deserves a tip. If they really put forth the effort, I'll give them something extra. But I mean, this tipping automatically, it's for the birds. I mean, as far as I'm concerned, they're just doing their job.
Mr. Blue Hey, this girl was nice.
Mr. Pink She was OK. But she wasn't anything special.
Mr. Blue What's special? Take you in the back and suck your dick?
Nice Guy Eddie I'd go over twelve percent for that.
Mr. Pink Look, I ordered coffee, alright? And we been here a long fucking time, and she's only filled my cup three times. I mean, when I order coffee, I want it filled six times.
Mr. Blonde Six times? Well, what if she's too fucking busy?
Mr. Pink The words "too fucking busy" shouldn't be in a waitress vocabulary.
Nice Guy Eddie Excuse me Mr. Pink, but the last fucking thing you need's another cup of coffee.
Mr. Pink Jesus Christ. I mean, these ladies aren't starving to death. They make minimum wage. You know, I used to work minimum wage, and when I did, I wasn't lucky enough to have a job that society deemed tipworthy.
Mr. Blue You don't care if they're counting on your tips to live?
Mr. Pink You know what this is? It's the world's smallest violin playing just for the waitresses.
[rubbing his middle finger and thumb together]
Mr. White You don't have any idea what you're talking about. These people bust their ass. This is a hard job.
Mr. Pink So is working at McDonald's, but you don't feel the need to tip them, do ya? Well why not? They're serving you food. But no, society says don't tip these guys over here, but tip these guys over here. That's bullshit!
Mr. White Waitressing is the number one occupation for female non-college graduates in this country. It's the one job basically any woman can get and make a living on. The reason is because of their tips.
Mr. Pink Fuck all that.
Mr. Brown Jesus Christ.
[laughing]
Mr. Pink I mean, I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips, that's fucked up. That ain't my fault. It would appear to me that waitresses are one of the many groups the government fucks in the ass on a regular basis. I mean, if you show me a piece of paper that says the government shouldn't do that, I'll sign it. Put it to a vote, I'll vote for it. But what I won't do is play ball. And this non-college bullshit you're givin me, I got two words for that: learn to fuckin type, cause if you're expecting me to help out with the rent, you're in for a big fuckin surprise.
Mr. Orange He's convinced me. Gimme my dollar back!
Nice Guy Eddie Hey! Leave the dollars there.
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Reservoir Dogs
Questioning Choices in a Dangerous Situation
Mr. Pink Man, could you believe Mr. Blonde?
Mr. White That was the most insane fuckin thing I have ever seen. Why the fuck would Joe hire a guy like that?
Mr. Pink I mean, I don't wanna kill anybody. But if I gotta get out that door, and you're standin in my way, one way or the other you're gettin out of my way.
Mr. White That's the way I look at it. The choice between doin ten years, or takin out some stupid motherfucker, ain't no choice at all. But I ain't no madman, either! What the fuck was Joe thinkin when he came up with a guy like that? We were awful goddamn lucky he didn't tag us when he shot the place up. I came this close to takin his ass out myself!
[while splashing water on his face in the sink; dries his face off with a paper towel]
Mr. Pink I mean, everybody panics. Everybody. Things get tense...it's human nature, you panic. I don't care what your name is, you can't help it.
[taking his gun out to reload it]
Mr. Pink Fuck, man, you panic on the inside. In your head, ya know? Then you give yourself a couple of seconds, you get a hold of the situation, you deal with it! What you don't do, is start shootin up the place, and start killin people!
Mr. White What you're supposed to do, is act like a fuckin professional. A psychopath ain't a professional. You can't work with a psychopath. You don't know what those sick assholes are gonna do next.
[combing his hair, while looking in the mirror]
Mr. White I mean...Jesus Christ, how old do you think that black girl was? Twenty? Maybe twenty-one?
Mr. Pink If that.
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Reservoir Dogs
Morality and Violence Among Criminals
Mr. Pink I tagged a couple of cops. Did you kill anybody?
Mr. White A few cops.
Mr. Pink No real people?
Mr. White Just cops.
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Reservoir Dogs
Discussion of the Heist's Breakdown
Mr. White Okay. Let's go through what happened.
Mr. Pink Okay.
Mr. White We're in the place, everything's going fine. Then the alarm gets tripped. I turn around, and all these cops are outside. You're right, it was like, bam! I blink my eyes, and they're there. Everybody starts goin apeshit, and Mr. Blonde starts to shoot all the--
[snaps fingers]
Mr. Pink That's not correct.
[interrupting]
Mr. White What's wrong with it?
Mr. Pink Okay. The cops did not show up when the alarm went off. The cops didn't show up until after Mr. Blonde started shootin everybody.
Mr. White As soon as I heard the alarm, I saw the cops--
Mr. Pink No, man, I'm telling you it wasn't that soon. They let--they didn't let their presence be known until after Mr. Blonde became a madman. I'm not sayin they weren't there, I'm sayin they were, but they didn't make, their-their move until after Mr. Blonde started shootin everybody. I mean, that's how I know we were set up. C'mon, Mr. White, you can, I mean, you can see that--
Mr. White Look! Look, enough of this "Mr. White" shit--
[interrupting]
Mr. Pink Hey, wait wait wait, man! Don't tell me your fuckin name, man, I don't wanna know it! Jesus Christ, I ain't gonna tell you mine!
Mr. White You're right. This is bad.
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Reservoir Dogs
Strangers Unite for a Flawless Heist
Taglines Five Total Strangers Team Up For The Perfect Crime. They Don't Know Each Other's Name. But They've Got Each Other's Color.
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Reservoir Dogs
Choosing Names and Roles in a Heist
Joe So, you guys like to tell jokes, huh? Gigglin and laughin like a bunch of young broads sittin in a schoolyard. Well, let me tell a joke. Five guys, sittin in a bullpen, in San Quentin. All wondering how the fuck they got there. What should we have done, what didn't we do, who's fault is it, is it my fault, your fault, his fault, all that bullshit. Then one of them says, hey. Wait a minute. When we were planning this caper, all we did was sit around tellin fuckin jokes! Get the message? Boys, I don't mean to holler at ya. When this caper's over - and I'm sure it'll be a successful one - we'll get down to the Hawaiian Islands, hell, I'll roll and laugh with all of ya. You'll find me a different character down there. Right now, it's a matter of business. With the exception of Eddie and myself, whom you already know, we're going to be using aliases on this job. Under no circumstances do I want any one of you to relate to each other by your Christian names, and I don't want any talk about yourself personally. That includes where you been, your wife's name, where you might've done time, or maybe a bank you robbed in St. Petersburg. All I want you guys to talk about, if you have to, is what you're going to do. That should do it. Here are your names... Mr. Brown, Mr. White, Mr. Blonde, Mr. Blue, Mr. Orange, and Mr. Pink.
[pointing to each respective member]
Mr. Pink Why am I Mr. Pink?
Joe Because, you're a faggot, alright?!
Mr. Pink Why can't we pick our own colors?
Joe No way, no way. Tried it once, doesn't work. You got four guys all fighting over who's gonna be Mr. Black, but they don't know each other, so nobody wants to back down. No way. I pick. You're Mr. Pink. Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow.
Mr. Brown Yeah, but Mr. Brown? That's a little too close to Mr. Shit.
Mr. Pink Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy. How bout if I'm Mr. Purple? That sounds good to me. I'll be Mr. Purple.
Joe You're not Mr. Purple. Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple. You're Mr. PINK.
Mr. White Who cares what your name is?
Mr. Pink Yeah, that's easy for your to say, you're Mr. White. You have a cool-sounding name. Alright look, if it's no big deal to be Mr. Pink, you wanna trade?
Joe Hey! NOBODY'S trading with ANYBODY. This ain't a goddamn fucking city council meeting, you know. Now listen up, Mr. Pink. There's two ways you can go on this job: my way or the highway. Now what's it gonna be, Mr. Pink?
Mr. Pink Jesus Christ, Joe, fucking forget about it. It's beneath me. I'm Mr. Pink. Let's move on.
Joe I'll move on when I feel like it... All you guys got the goddamn message?... I'm so Goddamn mad, hollering at you guys, I can hardly talk. Pssh. Let's go to work.
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Reservoir Dogs
Betrayal and Confusion Among Criminals
Joe Cabot This man set us up.
Nice Guy Eddie Dad, I'm sorry, but I don't know what the Hell's happening.
Joe Cabot That's all right, Eddie. I do.
Mr. White What the fuck are you talking about?
Joe Cabot That lump of shit's working with the LAPD.
Mr. Orange Joe, I don't have the slightest fucking idea what you're talking about.
Mr. White Joe, Joe, I don't know what you think you know, but you're wrong.
Joe Cabot Like Hell I am.
Mr. White Joe, trust me on this, you're making a mistake. He's a good kid. I understand you're hot, you're super fucking pissed. We're all real emotional. But you're barking up the wrong tree. I know this man; he wouldn't do that.
Joe Cabot You don't know jack shit. I do: The cocksucker tipped off the cops and got Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue killed.
Mr. Pink Mr. Blue is dead?
Joe Cabot Dead as ].
[[w:John Dillinger|Dillinger]
Mr. White How do you know all this?
Joe Cabot He was the only one I wasn't a hundred percent on. I should have my fucking head examined going ahead when I wasn't a hundred percent.
Mr. White That's your proof?!
Joe Cabot You don't need proof when you have instinct. I ignored it before, but no more.
[Draws a gun and aims at Orange]
Nice Guy Eddie Have you lost your fucking mind?
Mr. White Joe, you're making a terrible mistake. I'm not gonna let you make it.
Mr. Pink Come on, guys. Nobody wants this. We're supposed to be fucking professionals!
[Slowly backing away]
Nice Guy Eddie Larry, look...It's been quite a long time, a lot of jobs. There's no need for this, man. Let's just put our guns down, and let's settle this with a fucking conversation.
Mr. White Joe, if you kill that man, you die next. Repeat: If you kill that man, you die next.
Nice Guy Eddie Larry, we have been friends, and you respect my dad, and I respect you. But I will put fucking bullets right through your heart if you don't put that fucking gun down now.
Mr. White Goddamn you, Joe. Don't make me do this.
Nice Guy Eddie LARRY STOP POINTING THAT FUCKING GUN AT MY DAD!
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