Cool Runnings
1993
Irv: Our Father, who art in Calgary, Bobsled be thy name. Thy kingdom come, gold medals won, on Earth as it is in Turn Seven. With Liberty and Justice for Jamaica and Haile Selassie. Amen.
Sanka Coffie: What I am saying to you, is that you are the kind of club-toting, raw-meat-eating, Me-Tarzan-You-Jane-ing big bald bubblehead who can only count to ten if he's barefoot or wearing sandals.
Sanka Coffie: I'm freezing my royal Rastafarian na-nas off!
Yul Brenner: How 'bout I beat your butt right now? Sanka Coffie: How 'bout I draw a line down the middle of your head so it looks like a butt?
Derice Bannock: Sanka, you dead? Sanka Coffie: Ya man.
(Pre-race cheer) Kids: Who's the captain of our crew? Who's a friend to me and you? Kinda nice, good-looking too! Sanka, Sanka, yay, Sanka! Sanka Coffie: Ha ha ha! Get back to work! Derice Bannock: Who's the big hot bag of air, who doesn't have to comb his hair? Who doesn't bathe and doesn't care, Sanka, Sanka, yay, Sanka!
Sanka Coffie: "The key elements to a successful sled team are a steady driver, and three strong runners to push the sled down the ice." ICE? Ice? Derice Bannock: Well, it's kind of a winter sport. Sanka Coffie: You mean winter, as in ice? Derice Bannock: Kind of. Sanka Coffie: You mean, as in penguins and Eskimos and igloos and ICE? Derice Bannock: Maybe. Sanka Coffie: See you, mon.
Sanka Coffie: Look, Star, let me tell you something about yourself. Whenever you need me for something, you don't have to hand me a bunch of lines. All you have to do is say, "Sanka, you are my best friend, we've been through a whole heap together, and I really, really need you."
Irv: All right, Derice. Let me lay out some difficulties for you. Snow: you don't have any. It's nine hundred degrees outside. Time: you don't have any. The Olympics are in three months. And me you don't have me. As far as I'm concerned, the sport of bobsledding no longer exists. I don't want to do it, I don't want to coach it, and most of all, and I mean most of all, I don't want to be within two thousand miles of anybody who does. Now did you follow all that?
Sanka Coffie: Greetings, sled god.
Irv: Oh, yeah, just one little drawback to this delightful winter sport. The high-speed crash. Ooh! That hurt. Always remember, your bones will not break in a bobsled. No, no, no. They shatter.
Sanka Coffie: I'm the driver. Irv: You're not. You're the brakeman. Sanka Coffie: You don't understand, I am Sanka Coffie, I am the best pushcart driver in all of Jamaica! I must drive! Do you dig where I'm coming from? Irv: Yeah, I dig where you're coming from. Sanka Coffie: Good. Irv: Now dig where I'm coming from. I'm coming from two gold medals. I'm coming from nine world records in both the two- and four-man events. I'm coming from ten years of intense competition with the best athletes in the world. Sanka Coffie: That's a hell of a place to be coming from!
Irv: Whether you win or lose a bobsled race, it's all about right here, the push-start! And this is where you're gonna learn about the push- start, is right here in a Volkswagon!
Yul Brenner: Remember, this doesn't mean that I like you.
Yul Brenner: (to Junior after he gives the team the money so they can go to the Olympics) Remember, this doesn't mean that I like you.
Yul Brenner: You're going nowhere, Sanka, and you're thrilled to death about it.
Junior Bevill: Seemin' to you nobody likes us? Yul Brenner: We're different. People are always afraid of what's different.
Yul Brenner: (prior to the race in the finals) Yo, Sanka, lemme kiss yo' egg, man
Derice Bannock: How about 'Cool Runnings'? Means peace be the journey
Junior Bevill: Coach! Rise and shine! Sanka Coffie: It's butt-whippin' time!
Josef Grul: Hey Jamaica! Watch out for Number Twelve turn-scary, huh? Derice Bannock: What's his problem? Irv: He's Josef Grul. He's one of the best drivers in the world. Yul Brenner: Yeah, and he's one of the biggest assholes in the world, too.
Yul Brenner: Look in the mirror, and tell me what you see! Junior Bevill: I see Junior. Yul Brenner: You see Junior? Well, let me tell you what I see. I see pride! I see power! I see a bad-ass mother who don't take no crap off of nobody!
British Alliance Member: We must also be concerned about the potential for embarrassment. Irv: Oh, pardon me. I didn't realize that four black guys in a bobsled could make you blush.
Irv: Derice, a gold medal is a wonderful thing. But if you're not enough without one, you'll never be enough *with* one. (Turns to leave) Derice Bannock: Hey coach, how will I know if I'm enough? Irv: When you cross that finish line tomorrow, you'll know.
Sanka Coffie: You want to kiss my egg? Yul Brenner: I'm not kissing no egg.
Sanka Coffie: All I'm saying, mon, is if we walk Jamaican, talk Jamaican, and is Jamaican, then we sure as hell better bobsled Jamaican.
Sanka Coffie: Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, its bobsled time! COOL RUNNINGS!
Sanka Coffie: Coach! Coach! I can't get my helmet on! (Irv smashes helmet with fist) Sanka Coffie: Thanks coach! Irv: That's what I'm here for.
(the team emerges from the airport into a blizzard) Irv: It's not so much the heat, it's the humidity that'll kill you.
Irwin Blitzer: Gentlemen, a bobsled is a simple thing. Man: Yeah, so's a toilet!
Irwin Blitzer: Come on, Kurt, what you're doing here is wrong, and you know it! Now if this is about you and me, let's lay it all down now. All right, sixteen years ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life: I cheated. I was stupid. I embarrassed myself, I embarrassed my country, my friends, my family, my teammates, (points to Kurt) and my coach. Hey, if it's revenge you want, take it. Go ahead, disqualify me, banish me! Do whatever you want, but do it to me! It was me who let you down, Kurt! It wasn't my guys! They've done everything you've asked of them! And they did it with all of you laughing in their face. Hey, it doesn't matter tomorrow if they come in first or fiftieth. Those guys have earned the right to walk into that stadium and wave their nation's flag. That's the single greatest honor an athlete can ever have. That's what the Olympics are all about. Sixteen years ago I forgot that. Don't you go and do the same.
Sanka Coffie: I am feeling very Olympic today, how about you?
Sanka Coffie: Hey Darice! Ya dead? Derice Bannock: No, I'm not dead mon. But I have to finish the race.
Derice Bannock: Hey, you can pee now. Sanka Coffie: Oh too late.
Sanka Coffie: So what should we call her? Junior Bevill: How about Tallulah. Sanka Coffie: Tallulah, sounds like a 2 dollar hooker. Where did you come up with that. Junior Bevill: It's my mother's name.
Derice Bannock: (Derice sees Sanka's breath in the cold Calgary air) Sanka mon, whatcha smoking? Sanka Coffie: I'm not smoking, I'm breathing!
Sanka Coffie: So, let's talk about this bill-sled team. Derice Bannock: No, Bobsled team. Sanka Coffie: Whoever.
Sanka Coffie: 'Nuff people say, you know they can't believe, Jamaica, we have a bobsled team. We have the one Derice... Junior Bevill: ... The one Junior... Junior Bevill: ... Yu-... Sanka! Derice Bannock: The fastest of the fastest of Jamaican sprinters... Sanka Coffie, Junior Bevill, Derice Bannock: Go to Olympics, fight for Jamaica!
Sanka Coffie: (after witnessing Irv obliterate a radio with a pool cue) That guy won two gold medals?