Cockatoo Bartender: What's your drink, brother?
Ordell Robbie: Ah, let me have a screwdriver, homes.
Cockatoo Bartender: What about you?
Jackie Brown: Oh, I'm fine.
Cockatoo Bartender: Yes, you are.
[the Bartender leaves. Jackie and Ordell both laugh]
Ordell Robbie: Goddamn, girl, you come in here on a Saturday night, I bet you need nigger repellant to keep them motherfuckers off your ass.
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Ordell Robbie: You can't trust Melanie but you can trust Melanie to be Melanie.
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Beaumont: I'm still scared as a motherfucker, O.D. They talking like they serious as hell giving me time for that machine gun shit.
Ordell Robbie: Aw, come on, man, they just trying to put a fright in your ass.
Beaumont: Well, if that's what they doin', they done did it.
Ordell Robbie: How old is that machine gun shit?
Beaumont: About three years...
Ordell Robbie: Three years? That's a old crime, man! They ain't got enough room for all the niggers running around killing people today, now how are they gonna find room for you?
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Ordell Robbie: Girl, don't make me put my foot in your ass.
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Ordell Robbie: This you and me talking, is this like a lawyer-client thing, and you can't repeat nothing I tell you?
Max Cherry: You're not my client until you get busted and I bond you out.
Ordell Robbie: Well, if we ain't got no - what's that shit called? - confidentiality, why should I tell you a thing?
Max Cherry: Because you want me to know what a slick guy you are. You got stewardesses bringing you fifty grand.
Ordell Robbie: Now why would a stewardess be bringing me fifty grand?
Max Cherry: Now you want me to speculate on what you do. My guess is you're in the drug business, except the money's moving the wrong way. Whatever you're into, you seem to be getting away with it, so more power to you.
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Max Cherry: Ordell, this isn't a bar. You don't have a tab.
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Max Cherry: Is white guilt supposed to make me forget that I run a business?
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Winston: [Phone rings] Bail bonds.
Ordell Robbie: Yeah, Max there?
Winston: He ain't here right now, man.
Ordell Robbie: Well, where he at? Out of town?
Winston: He's AROUND, man.
Ordell Robbie: Well, gimme his home number.
Winston: No, I'll give you his BEEPER number.
Ordell Robbie: All right. Break off the beeper number, nigga.
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Ordell Robbie: Somebody with a grudge blew Beaumont's brains out. Oh shit, that shit rhymes! "Blew Beau-mont's, brains out!"
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Ordell Robbie: AK-47. The very best there is. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherfucker in the room, accept no substitutes.
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[Jackie and Ordell need accomplices for the money exchange]
Jackie Brown: So I sit down at the table, eat my food, then your girl comes along. Oh, you have anybody yet?
Ordell Robbie: Yeah, I got someone.
Jackie Brown: Who?
Ordell Robbie: What you care?
Jackie Brown: What I care is my ass facing the penitentiary. If you send some hard-headed rock whore up in here...
Ordell Robbie: Hey, hey, hey, hey. She ain't gonna be no "rock ho." She gonna be cool. Promise.
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Ordell Robbie: I understand woman, damn!
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Ordell Robbie: What the fuck you doin' knockin on the door like the goddamn police? You wanna die?
Max Cherry: I thought you might be asleep.
Ordell Robbie: You keep fuckin' with me, you're gonna be asleep forever.
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Max Cherry: If you've got time, you think you can find out where he's staying?
Winston: Cops can't locate him, huh?
Max Cherry: They don't have your winning personality.
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Max Cherry: Winston found you.
Ordell Robbie: How the fuck did he find me?
Max Cherry: That's what Winston does. He finds people who don't want to be found.
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Beaumont: Man, you catch a nigger off-guard with this shit.
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Jackie Brown: Melanie?
Melanie: Jackie?
Jackie Brown: Hey, girl, what's up?
Melanie: Hey, are you getting that suit?
Jackie Brown: Yeah. You like it?
Melanie: It looks really good on you.
Jackie Brown: You got something for me?
Melanie: You betcha.
Jackie Brown: I put a cherry on top. Booh-yah! What the fuck did Ordell ever do for us, huh?
Melanie: Thanks.
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Louis: Hey, we gotta go! We're late! Come on, Mel! We gotta go! Let's go!
Melanie: Hey, kiss my ass, fuck wad!
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Ordell Robbie: That ingrate nigger!
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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.
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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? Shit, I'm impressed.
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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.
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Ordell Robbie: Shit, Jackie. You come in this place on Saturday night I bet you need nigger repellant to keep motherfuckers off your ass.
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Ordell Robbie: My ass may be dumb, but I ain't no dumbass.
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Jackie Brown: Well, I've flown seven million miles. And I've been waiting on people almost 20 years. The best job I could get after my bust was Cabo Air, which is the worst job you can get in this industry. I make about sixteen thousand, with retirement benefits that ain't worth a damn. And now with this arrest hanging over my head, I'm scared. If I lose my job I gotta start all over again, but I got nothing to start over with. I'll be stuck with whatever I can get. And that shit is scarier than Ordell.
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Jackie Brown: Now sooner or later, they're gonna get around to offering me a plea deal, and you know that. 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, now. I forgive you.
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Ordell Robbie: 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 Robbie: I need a favor.
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[last lines]
Jackie Brown: I'll send you a postcard.
Max Cherry: Will you?
Jackie Brown: I sure will partner.
[They kiss. Both are silent for a moment after, then the phone begins to ring. Max hesitates to answer it]
Jackie Brown: You're running a business Max.
Max Cherry: [answers phone] Cherry Bail Bonds. Uh, What is it your son's charged with?
[Jackie leaves the office, Max watches her go]
Max Cherry: Yes, that's a very serious offense. Is your son still in school? Does his father still live in the house? Could I excuse myself? Would you call me back in about half an hour? Yes, thank you.
[Hangs up the phone and watches Jackie drive off out the window]
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Ordell Robbie: Who was there for your ass?
Beaumont: YOU were there for my ass.
Ordell Robbie: WHO? WHO? WHO?
Beaumont: YOU, nigga!
Ordell Robbie: You goddamn right. That's how that shit works: you get your ass in trouble, I get your ass out. That's my motherfuckin' job. And I don't mind telling you, nigga, it's steady work.
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Ordell Robbie: Try not to tear his clothes off, OK? They're new.
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Louis: Hey, keep your fucking mouth shut, all right? I mean it not one fucking word!
Melanie: Okay, Louis...
[Louis pulls a gun and shoots Melanie twice]
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Ordell Robbie: See, that shit works my nerves, you being all buddy-buddy with that motherfucker.
Jackie Brown: If I wasn't so buddy-buddy with that motherfucker, none of this would work.
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Beaumont: 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!
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Max Cherry: I'm 56 years old. I can't blame anybody else for something I did.
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[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.
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[after shooting Louis]
Ordell Robbie: What the fuck happened to you, man? Her ass used to be beautiful!
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[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.
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Ordell Robbie: Now that there is the Tec-9, a crappy spray gun from South Miami. This gun is advertised as the most popular gun in American crime. Do you believe that shit? It actually says that in the little book that comes with it: the most popular gun in American crime. Like they're actually proud of that shit.
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Ordell Robbie: I got this young nineteen year old country girl named Sheronda. I found her on a bus stop two days outta Georgia, barefoot, country as a chicken coop. I took her to my place in Compton, told her it was Hollywood.
Louis: She believed you?
Ordell Robbie: Hell yeah! To her dumb country ass, Compton is Hollywood; closest she's ever been anyway.
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[as Max Cherry exits the bathroom]
Ordell Robbie: Uh uh uh... I didn't hear you wash your hands.
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Ordell Robbie: Jackie can tell me any story that comes into her pretty little head, just so long as at the end of that story she hands me my motherfucking money.
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Ordell Robbie: I'm serious as a heart attack.
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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]
Ordell Robbie: You better be, motherfucker. All right, let's roll.
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Ordell Robbie: [Speaking on the phone to Mr. Walker in Mexico] Come on man! If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't HAVE that motherfuckin' boat!
Ordell Robbie: [Listening to Mr. Walker's response] Oh, yeah, yeah, right. I'm seein' who my motherfuckin' friends are right... Hello? Hello?
Ordell Robbie: [Staring at the phone in his hand] Motherfucker hung up on me. You believe this shit? Ingrate nigga! See? You bring a motherfucker up. Next thing you know, they breakin' ya off some goddamned disrespect. Motherfuck. Shit.
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Max Cherry: I'll bet, besides maybe an afro, you look exactly how you did at 29.
Jackie Brown: Well, my ass ain't the same.
Max Cherry: Bigger?
Jackie Brown: Yeah.
Max Cherry: Ain't nothin' wrong with that!
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Louis: [on Melanie] I just felt strange, you know, I thought, if she was your girlfriend...
Ordell Robbie: But you fucked her anyway?
Louis: Well...
Ordell Robbie: Well, I hope you felt appropriately guilty about it afterwards.
Louis: Afterwards, I did.
[They both laugh]
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Ordell Robbie: Damn girl, you gettin' high already? It's only 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I get my shit done for the day, then I get high. And besides, getting high and watching TV will rob you of your ambition!
Melanie: Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV...
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[Louis and Melanie are looking at a picture]
Melanie: That's Japan.
Louis: Uh, looks like... I can... It shows...
Melanie: Wanna fuck?
Louis: Yeah.
[three minutes later]
Melanie: That was fun.
Louis: Yeah, that hit the spot.
Melanie: Now, we can catch up.
Louis: Yeah.
[heavy breathing]
Louis: Got a beer?
Melanie: Sure. In the fridge.
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Max Cherry: Half a million dollars will always be missed.
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Beaumont: Man, you must be out of your fuckin' mind if you think I'm gonna get in this dirty-ass trunk.
Ordell Robbie: We ain't going nowhere but to Koreatown, man. You ain't gonna be locked in here no more than ten minutes.
Beaumont: I ain't ridin' in no trunk for no minute, man.
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Ordell Robbie: Is she dead, yes or no?
Louis: Pretty much.
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[first lines]
Girl at Security Gate: Flight 710 to Cabo San Lucas, now boarding Gate 103, first class only. Flight 710, Cabo San Lucas, now boarding Gate 103. First class only.
Jackie Brown: [greeting passengers] Buenos dias. Welcome aboard. Welcome aboard.
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[repeated line]
Ordell Robbie: I can do that.
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[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?
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Robbie Ordell: I got some "for-your-eyes-only" shit to show you.
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Max Cherry: Jackie wants to give it to you herself, she wants to collect her ten percent. She also wants to explain why she had to hang on to it.
Ordell Robbie: Oh, and I want to hear that shit!
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Jackie Brown: Shut your raggedy-ass up, and sit the fuck down!
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Ordell Robbie: Is that what I think it is?
Jackie Brown: 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.
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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.
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Louis: Who's that?
Ordell Robbie: That's Beaumont.
Louis: Who's Beaumont?
Ordell Robbie: An employee I had to let go.
Louis: What'd he do?
Ordell Robbie: He put himself in a position where he was going to have to do ten years in prison, that's what he did. And if you know Beaumont, you know ain't no god damn way he can do ten years. And if you know that, then you know Beaumont's gonna do anything Beaumont can to keep from doing them ten years, including telling the federal government any and every motherfucking thing about my black ass. Now that my friend is a clear cut case of him or me. And you best believe it ain't gonna be me.
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