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Spike Lee's take on the "Son of Sam" murders in New York City during the summer of 1977 centering on the residents of an Italian-American South Bronx neighborhood who live in fear and distrust of one another.
Vinny: Come on, get in the car. Please, baby. Dionna: Baby? Don't you dare "baby" me! I'm gonna wait here! I'm gonna wait here until somebody comes along. You know what? I'm gonna wait until some soul brother comes along in his big black Cadillac. And you know and I know that he's got a big black dick too. Vinny: Don't talk like that, just get inside the car. Dionna: Oh, fuck you! Vinny: Please, please, don't make me have to beg you. Come on- don't make me have to hurt you. Dionna: Hurt me? Don't you lay a fuckin' pinkie on me!
Ritchie: All right. What do you want me to tell you? Get a fuckin' divorce, then. Vinny: Divorce is fuckin' evil, Ritchie. You got some fuckin' really bad advice. Ritchie: Evil spelled backwards is live. Vinny: You're a corny fuck, you know that?
Ritchie: Evil spelled backwards is live!
Vinny: And now I'm just cheatin' a lot more than I ever did. But I thought- you know, I thought the man up there understood. I thought he under- would fuckin' understand... Ritchie: God has nothing to do with this, Vin! Vinny: Yes, he does. Yes, he does.
Vinny: I can't be a whore! I'm a man!
The Dog: Kill. Kill. Kill.
[Tony and Joe T. run into a punk walking the street] Tony Olives: Watch where you're going, you freak! Punk: Fuck you, guido. Tony Olives: ...what did you say to me? Punk: FUCK YOU GUIDO! Tony Olives: Alright, you're drunk, so I'm going to give you one more chance. Who's your favorite baseball team? Punk: Boston Red Sox! [They attack him]
Vinny: Fuckin' make me sick, you fuckin' slut. Dionna: I am a slut? You're calling me a slut? You lowlife piece of shit- you fucked- my- cousin! You didn't think I knew about that! I smelled her pussy juice all over your fuckin' face! You fuckin' sick bastard! How dare you? And all this time I'm thinking there's something wrong with me. You perverted sick fuck!
Ritchie: Vinny! You fuckin' traitor! What the fuck are you doin'?
Midnight: [to Ruby] Damn, girl, you make me wish I was a lesbian.
[Dog is barking and the Son of Sam is sobbing and trembling] Son of Sam: How did you get in here? Leave me alone! What do you want? Harvey the Black Dog: I want you to go out and kill. Kill. Son of Sam: No - Harvey the Black Dog: Kill! [the Son of Sam is still trembling] Harvey the Black Dog: KILL! Son of Sam: [murmurs something inaudible] I will kill. I will... I'll do anything you say. I'll do anything you say! Yes, master! I will kill! I WILL KILL!
Ritchie: You know that song "Baba O'Riley"? Ruby: Uh huh. Ritchie: That's my favorite song. You know who wrote that? Ruby: Englebert Humperdinck? Ritchie: [long pause] Mm-mm. Ruby: What? You don't think I know? Come on, I know. Pete Townsend.
Ritchie: [English accent] It's all in the at-titude. Ruby: [mimicking] In the at-tit-ude...
Dionna: You wanna watch, Vinny? Will that turn you on, Vinny? You linguini dick motherfucker! You wanna watch?
Dionna: Can you tell me what he likes? Because I want to make him happy but I don't think he is. Ruby: You want me to tell you how to fuck your husband? Dionna: Yeah.
Ritchie: Where are you goin'? Ruby: I'm gonna go. Ritchie: I didn't say to go. Ruby: Well, you didn't exactly say you wanted me to stay. Ritchie: [quietly] Stay.
Ruby: I mean, I'm smart, I'm young, I'm pretty, you know... Vinny: Yeah, well, you got two out of three right there. Ruby: Shut up.
Ruby: Congratulations! You just realized you were married.
Arresting Officer: Now that I've got you, who've I got? Son of Sam: [smiling] You know. Arresting Officer: No, I don't. Why don't you tell me? Son of Sam: [still smiling] I'm Sam. Dave Berkowitz.
Ritchie: Since when does your hairstyle determine whether or not you're a fuckin' killer?
Vinny: [crying] And I've made some bad calls, and I'm a bad fuckin' husband. And I admit it. And I know you can't get away with shit in life anymore. You know, God sees everything, plain and simple... and I just want you to give me another chance. Dionna: No. Vinny: Please, baby. Give me another chance. I can't live without you- please. Dionna: [crying] You can't bring God into this. You can't do that anymore...
Ruby: Go ahead. Blonde me.
Dionna: [crying] I thought that what we had was special together. Vinny: Oh, baby- it is special. Let me make love to you, and I'll show you. Dionna: [continuing] Just you and me... just you and me... Vinny: It is just you and me! Dionna: It wasn't- it was everybody. Vinny: Oh, baby, it wasn't... Dionna: It was everybody... Vinny: I didn't care for those fucking bitches! I love you! Dionna: It was everybody. And everybody else knew but me.
Ritchie: [British accent] You ain't Bruce Lee. Stop kicking Woodstock.
Anthony: Hey, Ritch, why buy the cow when everybody else is gettin' the milk and steaks for free? Ritchie: I like the cow.
Anthony: Yeah, they suck really good. Just like you, Ruby. Ritchie: Come on. Relax. Ruby: Yeah, I learned from your mother, dick. Anthony: You gonna let your sister talk that way to me? Brian: She's my half-sister. Ritchie: Come on. Get lost.