Jackie Brown
1997
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.
Max Cherry: Half a million dollars will always be missed.
Ordell Robbie: Is she dead, yes or no? Louis: Pretty much.
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.
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.
(repeated line) Ordell Robbie: I can do that.
(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.
Jackie Brown: Shut your raggedy-ass up, and sit the fuck down!
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.
(after shooting Louis) Ordell Robbie: What the fuck happened to you, man? Shit, your ass used to be beautiful!
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 now!
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!
(as Max Cherry exits the bathroom) Ordell Robbie: Uh uh uh... I didn't hear you wash your hands.
Ordell Robbie: I'm serious as a heart attack.
(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.
Max Cherry: Is white guilt supposed to make me forget that I run a business?
(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.
(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?
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.
Ordell Robbie: My ass may be dumb, but I ain't no dumbass.
Ordell Robbie: AK-47. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherfucker in the room, accept no substitutes.
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.
Ordell Robbie: That shit'll rob you of your ambitions Melanie: Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV.
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!
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.
Ordell Robbie: Girl, don't make me put my foot in your ass.
Ordell Robbie: Try not to tear his clothes off, OK? They're new.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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) You better be, motherfucker. All right, let's roll.
Max Cherry: I'm 56 years old. I can't blame anybody else for something I did.
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!
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.
Ordell Robbie: I understand woman, damn!
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.
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.
Ordell Robbie: You can't trust Melanie but you can trust Melanie to be Melanie.
Ordell Robbie: Shit, Jackie. You come in this place on Saturday night I bet you need nigger repellant to keep motherfuckers off your ass.
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.
Ordell Robbie: Somebody with a grudge blew Beaumont's brains out. Oh shit, that shit rhymes! "Blew Beau-mont's, brains out!"
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.
Robbie Ordell: I got some "for-your-eyes-only" shit to show you.
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.
Ordell Robbie: That ingrate nigger!
(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.
(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.
(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) 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)
Beaumont: Man, you catch a nigger off-guard with this shit.
Max Cherry: Ordell, this isn't a bar. You don't have a tab.