Top 50 Quotes From Jackie Brown

Ordell: My ass may be dumb, but I ain't no dumbass.

Jackie: I ain't playin' with you. I'm gonna unload both of these motherfuckers if you don't do what I tell you to do. You understand what I'm sayin'?

Ordell: See, that shit works my nerves, you being all buddy-buddy with that motherfucker.
Jackie: If I wasn't so buddy-buddy with that motherfucker, none of this would work.

Cockatoo: What's your drink brother?
Ordell: Let me have a screwdriver homes.
Cockatoo: And what about you?
Jackie: Oh, I'm fine.
Cockatoo: Yes you are
[they all laugh, the bartender leaves]
Ordell: Damn, I bet you come in here on a Saturday night, you need nigga repellent to keep them motherfuckers off your ass.
Jackie: Oh, I do okay.
Ordell: Bull shit, Jackie. You a fine motherfucker. I bet chu do a damn sight better than okay.

Ordell: You can't trust Melanie. But, you can always trust Melanie to be Melanie.

Louis: Who's that?
Ordell: That's Beaumont.
Louis: Who's Beaumont?
Ordell: A employee I had to let go.
Louis: What'd he do?
Ordell: 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.

Ordell: Now that there is the TEC-9, a little cheap ass spray gun made out of South Miami. They retail for 380, I get 'em for 2, sell 'em for 8. They advertised this TEC-9 as the most popular gun in American crime. Can you believe that shit? It actually says that in the little booklet that comes with it: the most popular gun in American crime. Like they proud of that shit.

Winston: I don't have to know what I'm doing, just so long as you know.
Max: I think I do. Good enough?
Winston: You bet.

Max: I'm 56 years old. I can't blame anybody for anything I do.

Ordell: [Sits in silence for a few moments, thinking, then finally realizes who stole his money] It's Jackie Brown.
Louis: Well, if she got to it, why didn't she take it all?
Ordell: I'll be sure to ask that bitch before I blow her brains out.

Ordell: Goddamn girl, how you live like this?
Sheronda: Like what?
Ordell: [points at filthy room] Like this! This some repugnant shit!

Beaumont: Man, you must be out of your fuckin' mind if you think I'm gonna get in this dirty-ass trunk.
Ordell: 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.

Louis: What is she to you?
Ordell: You know, she's just one of the bitches I got set up. I got Mel over in Hermosa Beach and I rent this little place for Simone over in Compton where you stayin', and about four blocks away I got this young 19-year-old country girl named Sheronda. I found her on the bus stop two days out of Georgia - barefoot, country as a chicken coop. I took her to my place in Compton, told her it was Hollywood.
Louis: You told her - she believed you?
Ordell: Hell, yeah. To her dumb country ass, Compton is Hollywood. Closest she's ever been, anyway.

Beaumont: I'm ready, man. What's the problem?
Ordell: There ain't no problem, it's more like a situation. You remember them three M-60 machine guns I sold last year outta the five I got?
Beaumont: Yeah.
Ordell: Well, I'm gonna sell the other two tonight. There's this group of Koreans over in Koreatown, starting' this neighborhood watch thing. They need some weapons so they can show the neighborhood niggers they mean business. Now, I'm gonna sell them the other two machine guns, all right? The problem is, I ain't never done business with these Koreans before. Now I ain't worried, 'cause by and large Asians are very dependable, they don't want no trouble. You might argue with them about price and shit, but you ain't gotta worry about them shooting you in the back, you know what I'm saying? But I got me a rule: Never do business with people you ain't never done business with before without backup. And that's why I need you: backup.

Jackie: Sit your ass down on that sofa.
Ordell: See? Police start fuckin' wit' chur mind, start pittin' black against black. Thats how they do, you know. They been doin' this since the beginning of...
Jackie: Shut your raggedy ass up and sit the fuck down!

Ordell: 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 gots to be that kinda nigga.
Beaumont: Whatchu mean?
Ordell: I need a favor, nigga!

Max: I'll bet, besides maybe an afro, you look exactly how you did at 29.
Jackie: Well, my ass ain't the same.
Max: Bigger?
Jackie: Yeah.
Max: Ain't nothin' wrong with that!

Jackie: What's the matter, haven't ever borrowed someone's car before?
Max: Not after they're dead.

Ordell: How'd you find me?
Max: Winston found you.
Ordell: How the fuck did he find me?
Max: That's what Winston does. He finds people who don't want to be found.
Ordell: Well bully for that nigga!

Ordell: I'm serious as a heart attack.

Jackie: Aw, the milk went bad while I was in jail.
Max: Black's fine.
Jackie: Cool.

Max: If you've got time, you think you can find out where he's staying?
Winston: Cops can't locate him, huh?
Max: They don't have your winning personality.

[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: Silly? You want to see some motherfuckin' silly? If I have to tell you to shut up one more time, I'm gonna shut you up.

Max: Half a million dollars will always be missed.

Ordell: Hey, where's Melanie?
Louis: Well... that's what I want to tell you. She was being such a pain. She made us late for the pickup because she locked herself in your bathroom for hours with her bong getting high. She was nagging and complaining... so strung out. She wouldn't shut up, so...
Ordell: You left her back there?
Louis: Not exactly. I shot her.
Ordell: You shot Melanie?
Louis: Twice.
Ordell: Is she dead?
[Louis does not reply]
Ordell: Is she dead, yes or no?
Louis: Pretty much.

Ordell: Goddamn girl, you gettin' high already? It's just 2 o'clock!
Melanie: [chuckling] It's that late?
Ordell: You know you smoke too much of that shit, that shit gonna rob you of your own ambition.
Melanie: Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV...
Ordell: Oh, ya'll a couple Cheech and Chongs, huh?
[phone rings]
Ordell: Well don't get up, I got it.

Ordell: Melanie real good about throwing a fuck a nigger's way. I mean, she ain't no damn good at it, but she likes to fuck.
Louis: Oh, so, she ain't your girlfriend.
Ordell: Is that what you thought?
Louis: Nah, I wasn't sure, you know.
Ordell: But you fucked her anyway, though, huh?
Louis: Well - the not your girlfriend part I felt more about.
Ordell: Oh,, I hope you felt appropriately guilty afterwards.
Louis: Afterwards, I did.
[Louis and Ordell both laugh]

Ordell: Here we go. AK-47. The very best there is. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherfucker in the room, accept no substitutes.

[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: I'd say you're in the drug business, except the money's moving in the wrong direction.

Ordell: 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 nigga Winston or anybody else is in there, you the first motherfucker to get shot. You understand?

Jackie: Melanie?
Melanie: Jackie?
Jackie: Hey, girl, what's up?
Melanie: Hey, are you getting that suit?
Jackie: Yeah. You like it?
Melanie: It looks really good on you.
Jackie: You got something for me?
Melanie: You betcha.
Jackie: I put a cherry on top. Booh-yah! What the fuck did Ordell ever do for us, huh?
Melanie: Thanks.

Max: You know, a good cop will never let you know he knows you're full of shit.

Ordell: What the fuck you doin' knockin on the door like the goddamn police? You wanna die?
Max: I thought you might be asleep.
Ordell: You keep fuckin' with me, you're gonna be asleep forever.

Ordell: [Ordell has bailed Beaumont out of jail] Look at you and your free ass. Come here, boy, gimme a motherfuckin' hug.
Beaumont: Good lookin' out, man. I don't know what to say. Thank you, thank you...
Ordell: Uh-huh. Who was there for your ass?
Beaumont: You were there for my ass.
Ordell: Who?
Beaumont: You.
Ordell: Who?
Beaumont: You!
Ordell: Whooo?
Beaumont: You nigga, damn!
Ordell: 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.

Jackie: 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: Is that what I think it is?
Jackie: What do you think it is?
Ordell: I think it's a gun pressed up against my dick.
Jackie: Well, you thought right. Now take your hands off from around my throat, nigga.

[as Max Cherry exits the bathroom]
Ordell: Uh uh uh... I didn't hear you wash your hands.

Jackie: 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: I ain't come here to kill you...
Jackie: No, no, it's OK, it's OK, now. I forgive you.

Ordell: Now, the thing is, I ain't never done business with these Koreans before. Now I ain't worried, because, by and large, Asians are very dependable, they don't want no trouble. You might argue with them about price and shit, but you don't need to worry about them shooting you in the back, you know what I'm saying?

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: 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: How old is that machine gun shit?
Beaumont: About three years...
Ordell: Three years? That's a old crime, man! They ain't got enough room for all the niggas running around killing people today, now how are they gonna find room for you?

Winston: [Phone rings] Bail bonds.
Ordell: Yeah, Max there?
Winston: He ain't here right now, man.
Ordell: Well, where he at? Out of town?
Winston: He's AROUND, man.
Ordell: Well, gimme his home number.
Winston: No, I'll give you his BEEPER number.
Ordell: All right. Break off the beeper number, nigga.

[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 and your chill pill!

Max: 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: Oh, and I want to hear that shit!

Beaumont: I just ain't climbin' in no goddamn, dirty-ass trunk, man. I got a problem with small places.
Ordell: Well I got a problem with spendin' ten thousand dollars on ungrateful, peanut-head niggers to get 'em out of jail, but I did it! And how small was that jail cell, motherfucker?

[Ray Nicolet and Jackie Brown are discussing Ordell Robbi's business]
Jackie: He sells guns.
Ray: You ever see him sell guns?
Jackie: No.
Ray: Then how do you know he sells guns?
Jackie: He told me. Besides, why else would an ATF man be after him?

Ordell: 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.

Ordell: This you and me talking, is this like a lawyer-client thing, and you can't repeat nothing I tell you?
Max: You're not my client until you get busted and I bond you out.
Ordell: Well, if we ain't got no - what's that shit called? - confidentiality, why should I tell you a thing?
Max: Because you want me to know what a slick guy you are. You got stewardesses bringing you fifty grand.
Ordell: Now why would a stewardess be bringing me fifty grand?
Max: 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.

[after shooting Louis]
Ordell: What the fuck happened to you, man? Shit, your ass used to be beautiful!