Jackie Brown (1997)

Mark Dargus: Cut to 13 years later, you're 44 years of age. You're flying for the shittiest-little-shuttle-fucking piece of shit Mexican airline that there is.

Max Cherry: Half a million dollars will always be missed.

Ordell: Is she dead, yes or no? Louis: Pretty much.

[After shooting Beaumont.] Ordell: An employee I had to let go.

Jackie Brown: Shut your raggedy-ass up, and sit the fuck down!

Ordell: You only have to ride in the trunk for ten minutes. Beaumont: I ain't ridin in the trunk for no minutes.

Beaumont Livingston: I just ain't getting in no goddamn, dirty-ass trunk man. I got a problem with small places. Ordell Robbie: Well I got a problem with spending ten thousand dollars on ungrateful, peanut-head niggers to get 'em out of jail, but I did it!

[As Max Cherry exits the bathroom.] Ordell Robbie: Uh uh uh... I didn't hear you wash your hands.

Ordell Robbie: I'm as serious as a heart attack.

[Louis has forgotten where he parked] Melanie: Jesus, but if you two are not the biggest pair of fuck-ups I've ever met in my entire life. How did you ever rob a bank? When you robbed banks, did you forget where your car was then too? No wonder you went to jail.

Max: Is white guilt supposed to make me forget that I run a business?

[Melanie and Louis are fighting over a bag of Ordell's money] Louis: Gimme the bag... Melanie: Watch it dipshit, you wanna rip the fucking bag. Louis: Gimme that bag before I knock you out and take it. Melanie: Okay take it. Jesus, what's wrong with you? Louis: I'm carrying it. Melanie: Okay, you got it. Just take a chill pill for Christ's sake. Louis: Fuck you with your chill pill.

[Ray Nicolet and Jackie Brown are discussing Ordell Robbi's business] Jackie Brown: He sells guns. Ray Nicolet: You ever see him sell guns? Jackie Brown: No. Ray Nicolet: Then how do you know he sells guns? Jackie Brown: He told me. Besides, why else would an ATF man be after him?

Melanie: When did you get ouf of jail? Louis: Four days ago. Melanie: Where at? Louis: Susanville. Melanie: How long? Louis: Two months shy of four years. Melanie: Four years? Louis: Uh huh. Melanie: What for? Louis: Bank robbery. Melanie: Really? I'm impressed.

Ordell: My ass may be dumb, but I ain't no dumbass.

Ordell Robbie: AK-47. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherfucker in the room. Accept no substitutes.

Ordell: Look, I hate to be the kinda nigga does a nigga a favor, then, BAM!, hits a nigga up for a favor in return. But I'm afraid I gotta be that kinda nigga. Beaumont: What? Ordell: I need a favor.

Ordell Robbi: That shit'll rob you of your ambitions Melanie: Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV.

Ordell Robbie: Girl, don't make me put my foot in your ass.

Ordell Robbie: Try not to tear his clothes off, OK? They're new.

Jackie Brown: Now sooner or later, they're gonna get around to offering me a plea deal, and you know it. That's why you came here to kill me. Ordell Robbie: I ain't come here to kill you-- Jackie Brown: No, no, it's OK, it's OK! I forgive you.

Ordell Robbie: Is that what I think it is? Jackie Brown: Well, what do you think it is? Ordell Robbie: I think it's a gun pressed up against my dick. Jackie Brown: Well, you thought right. Now take your hands off from around my throat, nigga.

Winston: Look man, there's only three reasons why you can't make your court date. One, you're in a hospital. Two, you're in jail. Three, your ass is dead.

Ordell Robbie: Now Jackie can tell me any fucking story that comes into her pretty little head, just so long as at the end of that story she hands me my motherfucking money.

Winston: I don't have to know what I'm doing, just so long as you know. Max Cherry: I think I do. Good enough? Winston: You bet.

Ordell Robbie: My money's in that office, right? If she start giving me some bullshit about it ain't there, and we got to go someplace else and get it, I'm gonna shoot you in the head then and there. Then I'm gonna shoot that bitch in the kneecaps, find out where my goddamn money is. She gonna tell me too. Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you, motherfucker. You listen: we go in there, and that nigger Winston or anybody else is in there, you the first motherfucker to get shot. You understand? Max Cherry: Yeah. Ordell Robbie: There ain't nothing you want to tell me before we get out of this car, is there? Max Cherry: No. Ordell Robbie: Last chance, motherfucker. You sure? [Max nods.] You better be, motherfucker. All right, let's roll.

Max Cherry: I'm 56 years old. I can't blame anybody else for something I did.