[
from trailer]
Frank Lucas:
The man I worked for had one of the biggest companies in New York City. He didn't own his own company. White man owned it, so they owned him. Nobody owns me, though.
[
from trailer]
Frank Lucas:
See, ya are what ya are in this world. That's either one of two things: Either you're somebody, or you ain't nobody.
Detective Richie Roberts:
My investigation indicates that Frank Lucas is above the Mafia.
District Attorney:
Who does he work for? Which family?
Detective Richie Roberts:
He's not Italian, he's black.
District Attorney:
No nigger has accomplished what the American Mafia hasn't in a hundred years!
[
repeated line]
Frank Lucas:
My man.
Dominic Cattano:
How you feel about monopolies?
Frank Lucas:
What, the game?
Frank Lucas:
Now, I got no problem with you showin' up in court tomorrow with your head blown in half.
Detective Richie Roberts:
Get in line. That one stretches around the block too.
Frank Lucas:
What is that you got on?
Huey Lucas:
What? This?
Frank Lucas:
Yeah, that.
Huey Lucas:
This is a very, very, very nice suit.
Frank Lucas:
That's a very, very, very nice suit, huh?
Huey Lucas:
Yeah.
Frank Lucas:
That's a clown suit. That's a costume, with a big sign on it that says "Arrest me". You understand? You're too loud, you're making too much noise. Listen to me, the loudest one in the room is the weakest one in the room.
Eva:
[
after having lunch with a mob boss and his wife] I don't like how they look at us. Like we're the help.
Frank Lucas:
Yeah? Well now they're working for me.
Detective Trupo:
[
after Detective Trupo finds Blue Magic in a small bag in the car] What are we gonna do about this?
Frank Lucas:
We ain't gon' do shit about it. Close it up. Throw it back in the trunk. Everybody go home. Have some pumpin pie, warm apple cider...
Detective Trupo:
I got a better idea, or would you rather me throw you and your brother in the fuckin' river?
Frank Lucas:
Or, would you rather your house blows up next time?
[
from trailer]
Frank Lucas:
This is my home. My country. Frank Lucas don't run from nobody. This is America.
Nephew:
I don't wanna play baseball no more.
Huey Lucas:
[
enters back patio] Frank, we got a problem.
Frank Lucas:
[
looks at his brother then looks back at his nephew] Well, what do you want?
Nephew:
I want what you got Uncle Frank.
Nephew:
I wanna be you.
Detective Richie Roberts:
The number one fear of people isn't dying, it's public speaking.
[
from trailer]
Detective Richie Roberts:
Frank Lucas is the most dangerous man walking the streets of our city.
[
from trailer]
Detective Richie Roberts:
Judges, lawyers, cops, politicians. They stop bringing dope into this country, about a hundred thousand people are gonna be out of a job.
[
from trailer]
Frank Lucas:
This is my home. This is where my business is, my wife, my mother, my family. This is my country, I ain't goin' nowhere.
[
from trailer]
Detective Richie Roberts:
I swear, I will pull out my gun and put a bullet in your fuckin' head!
Frank Lucas:
They tried to kill my Wife!
Frank Lucas:
Who are they?... Huh?... Maybe it was one of your people?
Dominic Cattano:
I don't know yet.
Frank Lucas:
You don't know.
Dominic Cattano:
No.
Frank Lucas:
You don't know.
Frank Lucas:
I tell you what I know maybe I should just uh, put five hundred guns out there on the street and just start shooting up some people just to make a point.
[
from trailer]
Frank Lucas:
I got Harlem. I took care of Harlem, so Harlem's gonna take care of me.
[
from trailer]
Frank Lucas:
It don't mean nothing to me for you to show up tomorrow morning with your head blown off.
Detective Richie Roberts:
Get in line. That one stretches around the block.
Chinese General:
It's not in my best interest to say this Frank, but quitting while you're ahead, is not the same as quitting.
Detective Richie Roberts:
Good work Frank. You... want a drink or something? Celebrate?
Frank Lucas:
You got any holy water?
Richie's Attorney:
Oh! Richie fuck me like a cop not a lawyer. Ohhh.
Eva:
Why would you trust these people? And the way they look at you.
Frank Lucas:
They look at me like it's Christmas and I'm Santa Claus.
Eva:
They look at us like we're the help.
Frank Lucas:
They work for me, now.
Frank Lucas:
What's with this outfit? You know what it says? You wanna know what it says? Arrest me!
Frank Lucas:
Simple Simon-ass motherfuckers!
Frank Lucas:
Don't rub, blot it! You blot that shit!
[
repeated line]
Frank Lucas:
20 Percent.
Frank Lucas:
The most important thing in business is honesty, integrity, hardwork... family... never forgetting where we came from.
[
Detective Trupo notices Richie's plans to arrest Frank Lucas]
Detective Trupo:
What's this? Don't tell me you're actually gonna arrest Frank Lucas, are you?
Detective Richie Roberts:
What? Haven't you heard? We're all fucking crazy over here. You know what we do here? Cops... arrest... bad guys. The next time you come across the bridge, you should call me first. Just make sure it's safe.
Mama Lucas:
You don't shoot cops. Even I know that. Eva knows it. The only one who DOESN'T seem to know is you.
Frank Lucas:
[
ignores her pleas as he escorts her outside] All right, Mama. I'm not going to, I promise you. I'm not going to shoot anyone.
Mama Lucas:
I never asked you where all this stuff came from, because I didn't want to hear you lie to me. Please...
Frank Lucas:
[
talking over her] Ma, I understand. I don't want you to worry about it. Now come on, I have to go...
Mama Lucas:
Don't LIE to me!
[
slaps Frank roughly]
Mama Lucas:
Don't... don't do that. Do you want to make things so bad for your family that they'll leave you? Because they will.
Frank Lucas:
[
dismissively] No. No, Ma, I understand...
Mama Lucas:
[
points towards Eva] She will leave you. *I* will LEAVE you!
Detective Richie Roberts:
What the fuck is a microwave?
Dominic Cattano:
Success. It's got enemies. You can be successful and have enemies or you can be unsuccessful and have friends.
[
first lines]
Bumpy Johnson:
Happy Thanksgiving!
[
last title cards]
Title cards:
Frank Lucas was convicted of Conspiracy to Distribute Narcotics and sentenced to 70 years.
Title cards:
Federal authorities confiscated over 250 million dollars of Frank's assets in U.S. and foreign banks.
Title cards:
Frank and Richie's collaboration led to the conviction of three quarters of New York City's Drug Enforcement Agency.
Title cards:
Thirty members of Frank's family were convicted of drug trafficking and sent to prison.
Title cards:
Frank's wife returned to Puerto Rico.
Title cards:
His mother moved back to North Carolina.
Title cards:
Richie Roberts quit the Prosecutor's Office to become a defense attorney.
Title cards:
His first client was Frank Lucas.
Title cards:
For his cooperation, Frank's prison sentence was reduced to 15 years. He was released in 1991.
[
last lines]
Prison Guard:
Check your property. Sign, please.
Detective Trupo:
I got a better idea. Or, would you rather me throw you and your brother in the fuckin' river?
Frank Lucas:
Or, would you rather your house blows up next time?
Bumpy Johnson:
This is the problem. This is what's wrong with America. It's gotten so big, you just can't find your way. The grocery store on the corner is now a supermarket. The candy store is a MacDonald's. And this place, a super fucking discount store. Where's the pride of ownership? Where's the personal service?
[
Enters the store]
Bumpy Johnson:
See what I mean? Shit. I mean, what right do they have, of cutting out the suppliers? Pushing out all the middlemen. Buying direct from the manufacturer. Sony this. Toshiba that. All them Chinks putting Americans out of work. That's the way it is now. You can't find the heart of anything to stick the knife.
Frank Lucas:
[
Last line] Even a fool gets to be young once.
Redtop:
What's the matter? Ain't you niggas never seen naked coochie before?
Huey Lucas:
Why they all naked?
Frank Lucas:
So they can't steal nothin'.
Frank Lucas:
I don't care what you call it, put a choke-hold on the motherfucker and call it Blue Dog Shit.
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