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Doc Johnson: You're new here, ain't you? College boy?
Lt. Pope: Two years.
Doc Johnson: Right on, baby. Yeah. I could get you his job. They're looking for bright black boys on the force. How much are we paying this dude, Shevvy?
Shevvy: He's the guy that sent back the Christmas present.
Doc Johnson: Yeah? Mr Mattelli don't do that. We've been giving him 2,500 a month for the past two years. And he come in here, giving me orders. Shit! He works for me! He works for me, the same as the whores and the dealers.
Capt. Mattelli: I only took gambling money.
Doc Johnson: Oh, yeah, yeah, they all say that. No. No, you don't take whoring money, you don't take dirty junkie money. You only take nice, clean numbers money. Where do you think it comes from?

Doc Johnson: God damn it, D'Salvio, I've been in charge here 15 years and nobody tells me how to run my business.
Nick D'Salvio: Hey, hey! Your business is running our business. Do you understand that? You may be a big shot around here up in Harlem; but, below 110th Street you're nothing but just a hired nigger. That's all. That's all.
Doc Johnson: It's not smart for three dagos to run around killing brothers up here.
Nick D'Salvio: Fuck you and your brothers.

Nick D'Salvio: Harlem is ours. we found it. we made it. and we're going to keep it. and this sh** ain't ever going to happen again, you hear me? Ever!

Doc Johnson: You ain't never gonna make it. You know that? What are you, 40 - 45 years old? You were a punk errand boy when you married the boss's daughter and you're still a punk errand boy!

Gloria Roberts: Money talks. The dead are dead but you can deal with it.
Jim Harris: Gloria, I always figured you a step and a half ahead of the pack; but, now you're coming on like all the other dumb broads.
Gloria Roberts: You don't stand a chance.
Jim Harris: I ain't giving nothing back. You hear? Not one dime!

Jim Harris: I'm rolling. You see? I made my point, ten times today, and I've still got the dice. And I'm gonna keep on rolling.

Henry J. Jackson: [in bed with 3 naked prostitutes] I won first prize in a beauty contest! Woo! Money!

Capt. Mattelli: I'm sick and tired of your liberal bullshit! You better make up your mind - are you a cop or one of them social workers?

Doc Johnson: Hey, come on. Don't waste your career on the force, my boy. Take the money, brother.
Lt. Pope: You stick it up your ass, brother.

Doc Johnson: [to Mattelli] You come running in here because a couple of your cops got nined. Especially because one was white!
[to Pope]
Doc Johnson: Your friend is a racist son of a bitch. He always has been. They all are!

Doc Johnson: You're crazy, Mattelli. You don't wanna keep on living. You wanna die. I'm not gonna help you.

Capt. Mattelli: Look, I came to give you a message. If you're too dumb to understand, that's your business. Any more bodies, I'm coming after you. You hear me?
Doc Johnson: You watch your motherfuckin' mouth, white boy. You might be something big to those booty-butts that you work over down at the station; but, goddamn it, this is me. Doc motherfuckin' Johnson!

Nick D'Salvio: We're trying to be friends, that's all. If you don't tell me who it was, you're gonna make me do something that I don't like. You're gonna make me feel very bad.

Chink: Brother, I'd rather talk to you than that racist, honky pig, man. Why won't you believe me man. I'm tellin' you the truth.
Lt. Pope: Don't you give me any of that brother crap. I'm a police officer and I asked you a question. How is it possible for you to be deaf, dumb, and blind for five hours.
Chink: Look, I swear, I didn't see anything.

Jim Harris: Look at me. Look at me! You're looking at a 42-year-old ex-con nigger, with no schooling, no trade, and a medical problem. Now, who the hell would want me for anything but washing cars or swinging a pick? You've gotta get your mind out of that white woman's dream!

Henry J. Jackson: Are you talking to me, white man?
Nick D'Salvio: That's right. That's right, nigger, I'm talking to you.
Henry J. Jackson: Well, I answer to the name of Mr Jackson. And that's all I answer to.
Nick D'Salvio: No shit.

Capt. Mattelli: Was it a brother or was he white, huh? Come on. Come on. Tell me, boy, cos I'm trying to help you, boy! Tell me, was it a brother or was it whitey, huh?

Nick D'Salvio: You know what we done to that friend of yours, Henry J Jackson? You know what we done to that nigger creep, huh?
Joe Logart: Kiss my ass.
Nick D'Salvio: Kiss your ass? Sure. Who was the other spade with you? Who was the other spade with you, huh? What's his name?
Joe Logart: Sammy Davis, Jr.
Nick D'Salvio: Sammy Davis? Hey, look at this, we got a funny nigger with us. Give me that arm. Okay, nigger, let's see you laugh. Are you laughing, huh?

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