- Gravedigger Jones: One more word, soul brother. You had it made. Black folks would have followed you anywhere. You could've been another Marcus Garvey or even another Malcolm X. But instead you ain't nothin' but a pimp with a chicken-shit backbone.
- [Coffin slaps the fancy cigarette lighter from Deke's hand as he tries to light a cigarette]
- Rev. Deke O'Malley: That's police brutality.
- Gravedigger Jones: No, brother, that's cancer prevention.
- Coffin Ed: White guys?
- Gravedigger Jones: White guys? They had on masks. How did you know they were white?
- Lo Boy: [crying] Oh Lordy, help me!
- Coffin Ed: I'm asking you. How do you know they was white?
- Lo Boy: They run white, dammit.
- Coffin Ed: What the hell do the attorney general, the state department, or even the President of the United States know about one god-damn thing that's going on up here in Harlem?
- [Starts handling his revolver]
- Bryce: Say, do you have to play with that thing?
- Gravedigger Jones: I'm insecure, Captain.
- Gravedigger Jones: Hey, Ed!
- Coffin Ed: What is it?
- Gravedigger Jones: Look at this. Cotton, from inside the meat truck.
- Coffin Ed: One thing for sure, it ain't drugstore cotton.
- Anderson: What is it?
- Coffin Ed: It's raw, unprocessed cotton. Like from a bale.
- Gravedigger Jones: Ohhh, it's a long time since I've seen cotton like that.
- Coffin Ed: Digger, you ain't never seen no raw cotton before. You were born and raised right here in New York, just like me.
- [Drunken man stumbles up during riot at police station]
- Man: Well, ain't this the "Goin' Back to Africa Rally"?
- Coffin Ed: No, baby, it is the "Goin' Home Rally".
- Rev. Deke O'Malley: Iris, cool it!
- Iris: Don't tell me to cool it! You left me for the cops! Nigga, I oughta kill you!
- Iris: [disguised as old woman to escape from jail] Where's my pastor? Where's my pastor? What did you do with my pastor?
- Jarema: Wait a minute, hold it, just a minute, now! How the hell did you get in here?
- Gravedigger Jones: She's with the delegation, don't you remember?
- Iris: If ya'll don't give me back my pastor I'm gonna punch you in the stomach with this umbrella!
- Jarema: Now, watch it, lady.
- Gravedigger Jones: O'Malley ain't here. He's been released.
- Iris: Gimme back my pastor!
- Gravedigger Jones: O'Malley ain't here, I tell you, and if you don't get the hell outta here with all that noise I'm gonna jail you.
- [Iris leaves]
- Gravedigger Jones: And stay out!
- Jarema: What's the matter with that old bag?
- Gravedigger Jones: My people. My people.
- Billie: Uncle Tom is what they are. My dance has got to say something about my people. Black people! We've got to set our peoples minds to thinking!
- Iris: You took that ship, that big ol' lack ship, "Black Beauty," n' you smashed it down on that poor girl's head!
- [people outside police station demanding O'Malley return their money]
- Coffin Ed: Digger and I will do our damnedest to get your money back. We promise.
- Rioter: Promises! Hell with promises!
- Gravedigger Jones: Anybody out there ever hear of Coffin Ed or the Gravedigger make a promise we didn't keep?
- [Crowd gets quiet]
- Coffin Ed: Now, we may have broken some heads, but we never broke no promises.