Original Gangstas (1996)
Christopher B. Duncan: Spyro
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Quotes
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Spyro : you killed your son!
Jake Trevor : [choking Spyro] you killed my son motherfucker!
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Blood : Heard you got trouble?
Spyro : Everything's cool,what's your problem?
Big Brother : Shooting a kid in a phone booth for a fuckin $300 hustle, is that good for business?
Blood : Look the media coverage is scaring our major's supplier's,they're cutting back on the high-grade shit our customer's want.
Spyro : Yea, well you let them them know everything's under control.
Blood : The bottom line is this your action's are scaring people on my street's we got people with familie's there. Were not behind you on this you cross over to broadway with this shit and your ass will pay!
Spyro : Ain't nobody paying a damn thing, we know what's going down.
Blood : Yeah well I hope you do little brother.
Damien : Our origanization's have enjoyed great prosperity and only through peace can this continue.
Big Brother : [Point's finger at Damien] you better watch yourself!
[laugh's]
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Spyro : [Spryo has just killed Rafael the gun dealer] huh? Huh? yeah, yeah, yeah now I know who hit the Diablo's.
Damien : Well what the fuck good doe's that do us man , Blood ain't gonna believe this shit!, you just killed the only fucking witness that could tell him!
Spyro : What's the matter with you Damien, you going soft?
Damien : Fuck no! I'm going crazy though, you're going fucking nut's!
Spyro : No I'm not man, look we just got to prove to Blood that the fucking grocery boy and his friend's have got those weapon's man. We gotta go in there and take them out even if it mean's WE GOTTA LEVEL THE WHOLE FUCKING HOOD!
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Kayo : [to Marcus] what's up delivery boy what the fuck you doing here? Did somebody place an order around this motherfucker? Hell naw motherfucker gimme this goddamn ball, see ya later sucka.
Spyro : [to Marcus] what the fuck you want? The fuck you want?
Marcus : I was just watching.
Spyro : Take your ass over there and watch, GO ON!
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Spyro : You want something brother?
Jake Trevor : Your name Spyro?
Spyro : Yeah, why?
Jake Trevor : I just wanted to see what you look like, right now I'm just looking for name's and face's.
Spyro : I heard of you, heard you were back in town what for?
Jake Trevor : Kenny Thompson.
Spyro : Never heard of him. Hey, hey what's your interest?
Jake Trevor : He's my son man. And where does that leave you Spyro, your a dead man, YOUR A DEAD MAN!
Spyro : [Mutter's to Jake walking away] Fuck you old man.
[Mockingly]
Spyro : you a dead man, you see me man, you see me fuckin twitchin and shit. Fuck him.
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Spyro : [Pull's switchblade out;to Jake] You care about him now. Huh? You didn't even know him,man! I know about you, you remind me of my old man,hunt I didn't know him, but... you see I'm your son! See, you made me what I am,huh? you created me and now you want to kill me? Huh.
[Lunges at Jake who breaks his neck]
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Spyro : [to dink] I know you don't I?
Dink : Yeah I'm the word man, man. I know what's happening on the streets.
Damien : Ha,the word-man huh,
[looks and smiles at Spyro]
Damien : so what's the word on the street?
Dink : Lose the cougar they're looking for it, the old man from the grocery store he gave y'all up.
Spyro : Not mr. Bookman?
Dink : Thought you'd wanna know.
Spyro : That's my favorite fuckin store,
[to Damien]
Spyro : why'd he do that shit,man?
Damien : Cause he's fucked up like that.
Spyro : [to Dink] what's your angle?
Dink : I live on the streets and sometimes I get messed with.
Damien : [to Dink] You know something we don't want you to worry about that anymore, ain't nobody ever going to mess with you again, you're one of us now.
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Spyro : Well, Well look at that somebody famous, can I have your autograph mr. Bookman please? This Market is confiscated property it's ours now.
Damien : You know this used to be my favorite grocery store, and you know when I was a kid I would come here and your father would give me a fresh slice of Bologna I really liked it there so I stayed off his ass I protected him and how does he show his appreciation this is a very sad day John Bookman!
John Bookman : Well I just cancelled your charge account.
Spyro : You don't want to end up like your poppa, starting something you can't finish.
John Bookman : That ain't never been my style brother.
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Michael Casey : On behalf of the Mayor and myself, I'd like to thank each and every one of you for comin' here to this house of worship to try and settle matters regarding this serious and tragic situation. Now I will be leaving you in the privacy of the good Reverend Dorsey, who will mediate all sides. And if I can be of any help, I'll be right outside.
Reverend Dorsey : Thank you Mr. Casey.
Michael Casey : You're welcome.
Reverend Dorsey : You know I've known the Bookmans for as long as I've been here. I've known Laurie Thompson here since she was what this high. Spy, Damien, see, I know your folks. And the rest of you, I know all your cousins, your aunts, your brothers and sisters. So I'm standing in the middle here. I am the mediator. So let's talk. Let's see if we can't stop this thing.
Spyro : If the old man keeps his mouth shut, we'll call it done.
Reverend Dorsey : Short, sweet and simple. Done is done, fact is fact and God's truth is the truth!
John Bookman : That's why we're here Reverend. I want to know the truth. Who shot my father?
Spyro : I thought we were being serious, Reverend! I don't want no jokes.
Reverend Dorsey : Now, damage was done on both sides. Marvin Bookman did the wrong thing, but the retaliation was the wrong thing, too.
Gracie Bookman : Just a minute. My husband didn't do anything wrong. These animals killed her son in front of our store.
Kayo : Hold up. You don't know nothin' about that shit, bitch.
John Bookman : That's pretty tough talk coming from a faggot like you who don't even know what sex his mother is.
Reverend Dorsey : Johnny, please.
Damien : Now, Reverend, this was our deal, but I'm going to throw this in the pot, and that's going to be it. Our boy, he missed his shot. And we don't miss many. Now if that old man can keep his fuckin' mouth shut then maybe, just maybe you'll be able to survive on our streets.
Gracie Bookman : Burn in hell! Who do You think you are? You're nothing more than the dog shit we wash up from our sidewalks in the morning!
Reverend Dorsey : Gracie, please.
Gracie Bookman : Oh, quit this, Reverend. What kind of a deal is this? We spend our lifetime working and striving for goodness. And you sell us out to him? And here's our deal. I want everyone involved to turn themselves into the police. And I want the boy who shot my husband to confess. And maybe, just maybe, we'll let you survive.
Damien : I'm out of here.
[the rebels leave]
Michael Casey : No you can't just walk out. What the hell happened here?
Reverend Dorsey : I think World War lll was declared.
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Spyro : You requested our presence?
Reverend Dorsey : Yes, the mayor called me today.
Damien : And how is our friend, the mayor?
Reverend Dorsey : He's very upset. Especially over this grocery store business.
Spyro : Oh, yeah. I heard somethin' about that. I heard the old man had a chattery side.
Reverend Dorsey : Now Marvin Bookman is an old man. You know that sometimes old men make mistakes.
[They all sit down]
Damien : Old men better learn, Reverend.
Reverend Dorsey : Well, sometimes we have to reach deep within ourselves to find forgiveness. Perhaps I should also mention that Johnny Bookman is a very high profile person?
Spyro : I met the great man. I wasn't impressed.
Reverend Dorsey : The media, brothers. Now it's going to be very hard to do business in a goldfish bowl. And the Mayor can't keep looking the other way forever.
Spyro : So shine him on. And get Bookman on a plane out of here! Is that your sermon of the day?
Reverend Dorsey : Look... I'm just trying to keep peace in the community.
Spyro : As always, you make good sense, Reverend. The Rebs will talk to the family. What else do you get out of this.
Reverend Dorsey : Well, I am negotiating for an expansion of my homeless shelter. Perhaps a gesture of brotherly love certainly wouldn't hurt my efforts, huh? So we'll call a truce. And you don't have to worry about Johnny Bookman. He understands the streets.
Damien : [getting up] Sure. Brotherly love, Reverend.
Spyro : Don't forget to put us up for that Nobel prize.
[They leave the chapel]
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Spyro : Haven't seen you in a while, Bobby. Where you been?
Bobby : I been around. You know me. I'm always taking care of business.
Damien : Bobby, explain something to me. How in the fuck can you miss hitting a man in the head at point blank range?
Bobby : I thought I hit him!
Kayo : I don't know what all this punk shit about anyway! Since when do we change how the fuck we do things.
Spyro : Kayo, you get a message over to Reverend Dorsey. You let him know nothing's going to happen to the Bookman family. That's my word.
Kayo : What about all the other suckers in the community.
Spyro : Only the Bookmans.
Kayo : I say we bust out the steel, we take out the whole motherfucking family, we take away our problems! We wait, wel'l lose.
Spyro : Hey, chill, my brother.
Kayo : Word on the street that the Diablos and the Rangers say we can't control our hood! What, you wana be in the middle of a war over this punk shit?
Bobby : [Spyro picks up a gun] Yo, what's up with the gun? What's up with the gun, man? I can't go out like that, man!
[Spyro put the gun to Bobby's head]
Bobby : No! You don't need to do this, man! No!
[He shoots and kills Bobby]
Kayo : Fuck, yeah! Punk-ass nigger.
