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The story of three different men in a Louisiana prison and their eventual journey.
Roberto: I scream. You scream. We all scream. For ice cream.
Bobbie: You always makin' big plans for tomorrow. You know why? Because you always fuckin' up today.
[first lines] Jack: Julie, what're you doing out here? Julie: Just watching the light change.
Roberto: I "ham" a good egg.
Roberto: Very strange mother, my mother.
Roberto: And now i have falled in love, at last. I have finded my new home. She has asked to me if I stay here, to live together with her forever and ever. Like in a book for children.
Roberto: [looking through his book of English phrases] If looks could kill, I am a-dead now.
Roberto: Not enough room to swing a cat... Cat. The animal.
Roberto: My father, no. He's very strong, but with the rabbit he is afraid.
Roberto: If looks can kill, I am dead now.
Jack: [to Zack, who is drawing on the cell wall] Hey, cut it out! [Zack disobeys] Jack: *Stop it*! Man, doncha know it makes time go slower? Cut it out! [they start fighting] Jack: Fuck you...
Bobbie: My mama used to say that America's the big melting pot. You bring it to a boil and all the scum rises to the top.
Jack: This is how you dressed before you were in the joint, right? Sort of garbage man on parade. Zack: You, uh, plannin' on doin' a little squirrel huntin', Jack?
Preston: Zack ! Hey man ! What the fuck ya doin' here in the garbage ? Zack: [without looking at Preston] Just leave me alone, Preston. I'm in a bad mood. Preston: Then I'm just the man you've been looking for. In fact, I've been looking for you. Zack: That's a bad sign. Preston: Now, Zack , baby ! I got somethin' real good for you. An hour's work for a whole lotta scratch. Zack: I ain't interested. Preston: Then you ARE in a bad mood. You won't even let me propose it to you ! Can you just listen to me for one minute, will ya ? One minute of your, uh... valuable time ? Zack: [sighs in exasperation] Just fuck off, Preston. Preston: [chuckles and acts like he's going to walk away from him, but then goes back to him] All I wanna do is pay you a grand, in exchange of a single hour of your very very valuable time. But this ain't no break in, no delivery of controlled substances, none of this stuff. It's just to drive a car, from one part of town to another, alone. That's it. Zack: What kind of car will that be, Preston ? Preston: That will be a very nice car. A very nice, very expensive imported car, which just happens to be in between owners at the present time. Zack: [mutters to himself] Preston: Look man, all you gotta do is drive the car across town, park it, leave it. I can pay half grand upfront, and the other half later. The whole thing's over in an hour! It's very safe, very clean, and believe me, i can get a million guys to do this for me. Zack: Then why don't you do it yourself ? Preston: I'm offerin' a grand so I don't have to answer stupid questions like that. Zack: Well... I might consider the grand upfront... then I might think about it. Preston: Jesus ! [a pause] Preston: Zack... you are in a nasty mood. So just to cheer you up a little bit, I give you 750 upfront. OK ? [Zack rises to leave him on the spot but he holds him back] Preston: Alright, alright, Mr. All-Mighty-Hot-Shit. I'm gonna do you this favour. [he gives Zack the keys of the car] Zack: [impressed, but still muttering to himself] Oh man ! A Jaguar ! Preston: I'll give you the whole thing upfront [he gives Zack the money] Preston: Now you owe me. [long pause] Preston: Zack, you know you can buy yourself twenty girls for all of that ?
Roberto: It is a sad and beautiful world. Zack: Yeah, it's a sad and beautiful world buddy.
Jack: I am a good egg. Jesus.
Bobbie: If you were a good pimp you would've hit me by now!
Laurette: [to Zack] Because you... because you don't take care of me... ya don't want me... ya don't wanna make any fucking commitment to me... I'VE *FINISHED* WITH YOU, ZACK! I've completely *finished* with you! Why doncha just go find some other li'l girl... I mean... that shouldn't be too difficult for you! I'm FED UP with you and YOUR FUCKIN' STUPID RADIO SHOWS!
Bobbie: You know, Jack, we could make some money together. Except you're always blowin' it. You know - gambling, gettin' high, showing off. Jack: I gotta have fun, you know, baby ? Bobbie: Yeah, yeah, I know. You're always makin' big big plans for tomorrow, and you know why ? 'Cause you're always fucking up today ! Look at that white girl, that Julie you started out with, she's all messed up now. All your girls are so messed up - except me. I can tell a lot of things about you. Some things you'd never put into your head. But you can't be so sure. My mom used to say that America is like a big melting pot, because she used to say that when you bring it to the boil, all the scum rises to the top. [she laughs sarcastically] Bobbie: So maybe there's still hope for you yet, Jack. [she suddenly stops laughing] Bobbie: You listening to me ? [short pause] Bobbie: Shit. You don't understand any kind of people. Maybe that's your problem. You sure don't understand women at all. And a pimp is supposed to know about women. If you was a good pimp, you'd have hit me by now, you'd have done something. But I can just lay here, and talk forever, and you won't hear a single word. Like you don't even speak english ! You're lost in your big big plans, but I know about you, Jack.