A Man Apart Quotes
A man known as Diablo emerges to head a drug cartel after the previous leader is imprisoned.
Hondo: Remember that cop who took down the big man? We took care of his stupid bitch wife.
Sean Vetter: So you took care of his stupid bitch wife?
Hondo: Yeah. Any bitch who marries a cop has got to be stupid. The keys are in the car. Take care.
Sean Vetter: You killed my wife, you motherfucker?
[Sean beats him to death]
Sean Vetter: So you took care of his stupid bitch wife?
Hondo: Yeah. Any bitch who marries a cop has got to be stupid. The keys are in the car. Take care.
Sean Vetter: You killed my wife, you motherfucker?
[Sean beats him to death]
Sean Vetter: I tracked you for seven years. You never went to the same place twice. Until you came home.
Memo Lucero: I told you you had no idea what you were getting yourself into. If you'd stayed out of my business, your wife would still be alive. Mira, cabrón... Your arrogance killed her, not me. Like your arrogance coming here! Do you think you could come into my domain and kill me?
Sean Vetter: If I wanted you dead, you would be.
Memo Lucero: I told you you had no idea what you were getting yourself into. If you'd stayed out of my business, your wife would still be alive. Mira, cabrón... Your arrogance killed her, not me. Like your arrogance coming here! Do you think you could come into my domain and kill me?
Sean Vetter: If I wanted you dead, you would be.
Demetrius Hicks: I know you don't like the police. Damn sure talkin' to a police in a attic. Back in the day, I couldn't stand the police, man. They used to fuck with us all the time, me and my homies, be rollin' down the street. They'd pull us over jackin' fools.
Overdose: You po-po!
Demetrius Hicks: I know!
Overdose: You po-po!
Demetrius Hicks: I know!
Demetrius Hicks: Why are you still alive and your homies are dead?
Overdose: I was in the attic.
Demetrius Hicks: Doin' what?
Overdose: Hidin'.
Demetrius Hicks: What kind of coward shit is that, man?
Overdose: You see homey in there in that chair with his tongue pulled through his neck? Man, you'd better get real. Reflexes too slow.
Overdose: I was in the attic.
Demetrius Hicks: Doin' what?
Overdose: Hidin'.
Demetrius Hicks: What kind of coward shit is that, man?
Overdose: You see homey in there in that chair with his tongue pulled through his neck? Man, you'd better get real. Reflexes too slow.
[after Jack sarcastically claims he will trade his Porsche for Sean's truck]
Sean Vetter: Ah... Let me get your license and registration, please.
Hollywood Jack: May I, um, ask what I did?
Sean Vetter: Yeah, your mud flaps. You got no mud flaps on this.
Hollywood Jack: It's a fuckin' Porsche.
Sean Vetter: Well you won't have to worry about it when you trade it in for the truck.
Sean Vetter: Ah... Let me get your license and registration, please.
Hollywood Jack: May I, um, ask what I did?
Sean Vetter: Yeah, your mud flaps. You got no mud flaps on this.
Hollywood Jack: It's a fuckin' Porsche.
Sean Vetter: Well you won't have to worry about it when you trade it in for the truck.
