Money Talks Quotes
Sought by police and criminals, a small-time huckster makes a deal with a TV newsman for protection.
James Russell: I want some answers!
Franklin Hatchett: Hey man, me and Guy just down here, checkin' out some fly rides, and mackin' some hos and chillin'.
James Russell: Imagine that. It's like a G-Dog on a fly tip. Flossin' wit da posse. Cuttin' in da crib. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?
Franklin Hatchett: Man, I don't wanna have to beat yo ass, but I will *beat* *yo* *ass*!
Franklin Hatchett: Hey man, me and Guy just down here, checkin' out some fly rides, and mackin' some hos and chillin'.
James Russell: Imagine that. It's like a G-Dog on a fly tip. Flossin' wit da posse. Cuttin' in da crib. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?
Franklin Hatchett: Man, I don't wanna have to beat yo ass, but I will *beat* *yo* *ass*!
Raymond Vilard: Long Beach Airport. 3 AM. Hangar Number seven. Keep the diamonds in a plastic bag. They will be weighed.
Franklin Hatchett: Kiss my ass, we meet when I say we meet, you French motherfucker.
[Hangs up phone]
Franklin Hatchett: He'll call back.
[Phone rings]
Franklin Hatchett: Alright, motherfucker, here's the deal...
Mother: Watch your mouth!
Franklin Hatchett: Mama! Mama! I didn't know it was you!
Franklin Hatchett: Kiss my ass, we meet when I say we meet, you French motherfucker.
[Hangs up phone]
Franklin Hatchett: He'll call back.
[Phone rings]
Franklin Hatchett: Alright, motherfucker, here's the deal...
Mother: Watch your mouth!
Franklin Hatchett: Mama! Mama! I didn't know it was you!
Franklin Hatchett: Whatever man, look I'll hook up the hair, but I ain't touching the earring 'cause I'm still a player!
James Russell: Fine! I gotta make a phone call.
[Mutters]
James Russell: And I don't think there's any hot water left.
Franklin Hatchett: What? WHAT? Punk-ass white boy. This tub better be clean.
James Russell: Fine! I gotta make a phone call.
[Mutters]
James Russell: And I don't think there's any hot water left.
Franklin Hatchett: What? WHAT? Punk-ass white boy. This tub better be clean.
James Russell: Quite an operation you've got, tell me what is going on here?
Franklin Hatchett: I'm a business man, Man, what the fuck you think is going on...?
James Russell: Cut! Cut. You can't use that kind of language on TV.
Franklin Hatchett: What language? What you talkin' 'bout?
James Russell: Fuck.
Franklin Hatchett: Fuck what?
James Russell: You cannot say Fuck on television!
Franklin Hatchett: Man, fuck that man, you're the one who came down here so don't tell me how to talk. Hurry this up I got shit to do.
Franklin Hatchett: I'm a business man, Man, what the fuck you think is going on...?
James Russell: Cut! Cut. You can't use that kind of language on TV.
Franklin Hatchett: What language? What you talkin' 'bout?
James Russell: Fuck.
Franklin Hatchett: Fuck what?
James Russell: You cannot say Fuck on television!
Franklin Hatchett: Man, fuck that man, you're the one who came down here so don't tell me how to talk. Hurry this up I got shit to do.
Guy Supriani: So this James is a murderer, is that it?
Grace Cipriani: No, Daddy, James is innocent.
Guy Supriani: And this other guy, is he Vic Damone's son or isn't he?
Connie Supriani: I don't know.
Guy Supriani: So what are you telling me? He's 100% mouli?
Connie Supriani: Who cares?
Guy Supriani: I had Ma make him a mozzarella omelet! That lying son of a bitch bastard.
Grace Cipriani: No, Daddy, James is innocent.
Guy Supriani: And this other guy, is he Vic Damone's son or isn't he?
Connie Supriani: I don't know.
Guy Supriani: So what are you telling me? He's 100% mouli?
Connie Supriani: Who cares?
Guy Supriani: I had Ma make him a mozzarella omelet! That lying son of a bitch bastard.
Franklin Hatchett: What you got?
Roland: Dodgers tickets, Lakers tickets and Phantom of the Opera tickets.
Franklin Hatchett: Phantom of the Opera?
Roland: Yeah it's theater, man, you ever been to the theater?
Franklin Hatchett: Man what the hell wrong with you, nobody gonna give a damn about no Phantom of the Opera!
Roland: Franklin, there's money in culture.
Franklin Hatchett: Let me tell you something, Roland, black people don't wanna see that shit. Now I told you to get me some good shit like Luther Vandross tickets or something.
Roland: Luther Vandross ain't culture.
Franklin Hatchett: Fuck culture, give me some good shit, man, people are complaining about these fucked up tickets. You're making me look bad, man.
Roland: Dodgers tickets, Lakers tickets and Phantom of the Opera tickets.
Franklin Hatchett: Phantom of the Opera?
Roland: Yeah it's theater, man, you ever been to the theater?
Franklin Hatchett: Man what the hell wrong with you, nobody gonna give a damn about no Phantom of the Opera!
Roland: Franklin, there's money in culture.
Franklin Hatchett: Let me tell you something, Roland, black people don't wanna see that shit. Now I told you to get me some good shit like Luther Vandross tickets or something.
Roland: Luther Vandross ain't culture.
Franklin Hatchett: Fuck culture, give me some good shit, man, people are complaining about these fucked up tickets. You're making me look bad, man.
Franklin Hatchett: I will slap you man! I will slap the hell outta you. You don't know who you messin' with. I don't even know when I'm gonna slap somebody. My reflexes just slap people. I'm like damn why did I do that? I don't know when I be slapping people. I don't know when I'm gonna slap somebody. You keep messing with me. I'm dangerous! I'm scared of myself. They call me snap and pop cuz I will snap and I will pop yo ass in the mouth! Don't mess with me man. You better watch your back. Watch your goddamn back! Even in the shower! Even on picnics! You better watch your goddamn back. Make a right.
Franklin Hatchett: [Overhearing Raymond and Dubray talking] Fifteen million? Fifteen million dollars? Oh, you gotta cut a brother in on that. Hey, we split it three ways. Seven for me,
[to Dubray]
Franklin Hatchett: Seven for you,
[to Raymond]
Franklin Hatchett: And you, you get whatever's left over 'cause you been tripping ever since I met you.
[to Dubray]
Franklin Hatchett: Seven for you,
[to Raymond]
Franklin Hatchett: And you, you get whatever's left over 'cause you been tripping ever since I met you.
