Silver Streak (1976)
Richard Pryor: Grover T. Muldoon
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Quotes
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[George is pretending to be a black man in order to evade the police]
George Caldwell : I don't think we're going to make it past the cops.
Grover Muldoon : We'll make it past the cops. I just hope we don't see no Muslims.
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George Caldwell : I can't pass for black.
Grover Muldoon : Who you tellin'?I didn't say I was gonna make you black. I said I was gonna get you on the train. Now we got to make them cops think you're black.
[rubs shoe polish on George's face]
George Caldwell : It'll never work. Never.
Grover Muldoon : What, you afraid it won't come off?
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George Caldwell : [In the midst of battle, a table collapsed on Grover] Are you alright?
Grover Muldoon : [immediately recovers] Is it over?
George Caldwell : [lets table drop on him] Shit.
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[Grover had just rammed several police cars with the one they had stolen]
Sheriff Chauncey : Hello, Car 36, what the hell happened to you guys?
Grover Muldoon : [into the radio] Hey Chauncey, this is Grover T. Muldoon. You wanna know what happened? We just whooped your ass. We whooped your ass. Ha ha ha!
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Grover Muldoon : Who you lookin' for?
Cop : [shows Grover a picture of George] White guy.
Grover Muldoon : Well if I see any I'll let you know.
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Night Watchman : [Grover has hot wired a Jaguar; the night watchman approaches from behind, shotgun poised] Hold it right there, nigger.
Grover Muldoon : Hey, how you doing, old dude, what's happenin'?
Night Watchman : [Gestures with gun] Step away from the car.
Grover Muldoon : Oh, I was listening to the engine. 'Sounds real good, man. Does it come with white walls?
Night Watchman : Just move!
Grover Muldoon : All right, I'm gonna move. You just take it easy, lower that rifle.
Night Watchman : I said mo -
[George tackles him]
George Caldwell : A pussy, huh? A PUSSY? Can we go now?
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George Caldwell : What do you think?
Grover Muldoon : I think you better make a right up here and then a sharp left. I'm coming over.
[climbs over the seat. George suddenly swerves the car, causing Grover to lunge forward]
Grover Muldoon : Jesus Christ, man, is that how you murdered your victims? Put them in a car and bounced them to death?
George Caldwell : Sorry.
Grover Muldoon : Sorry, my ass. You dangerous... Proves one thing though, you don't do this for no living.
George Caldwell : No I don't.
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Grover Muldoon : What do they want you for?
George Caldwell : Murder.
Grover Muldoon : Drop me off anywhere along here okay? I don't mess with the Big M.
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Grover Muldoon : So this is Mr. Big.
George Caldwell : That's the man.
Grover Muldoon : You ain't saying shit now, Mr. Big.
Roger Devereau : I must admit that I'm slightly at a loss for words. But on the other hand, I should warn you that you are a killer and you are wanted by the police in every state and I recommend that you, uh... be careful.
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Grover Muldoon : How come you whities got such a tight ass, man?
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[During a gunfight, George Caldwell's gun runs out of bullets]
Grover Muldoon : What do you think this is, a western?
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[a cop is about to give Grover Muldoon a ride]
Cop : Where would you like to go, fella?
Grover Muldoon : Well - I left my Jag in Kansas City.
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George Caldwell : What did you come back here for?
Grover Muldoon : You forgot your wallet.
George Caldwell : Oh, some thief you are.
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Grover Muldoon : [driving away in a stolen car] Take it easy, killer. Stay loose.
Hilly Burns : What's he doing?
George Caldwell : He's crazy.
Hilly Burns : Crazy? He's got the right idea. Let's get out of here and go to a park.
George Caldwell : A park?
Hilly Burns : Yeah, I wanna lie back on the grass and have you teach me some more about gardening.
[they kiss]
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Roger Devereau : [annoyed] You get out of...
Grover Muldoon : See what I...
Roger Devereau : You ignorant NIGGER!
Grover Muldoon : [Pulls gun out at points it at Devereau] Hey man, who you calling nigger, huh? You don't know me well enough to call me nigger! I'll slap the taste out your mouth! You don't even know my name! I'll whoop your ass, beat the white off your ass!
Hilly Burns : Who ARE you?
Grover Muldoon : I'm a thief!
George Caldwell : [Grabs Devereau's gun] It's all right, Hilly. He's a friend of mine.
Hilly Burns : Hello.
Grover Muldoon : Hi.
Hilly Burns : Hi.
Grover Muldoon : So this is Mister Big?
George Caldwell : That's the man.
Grover Muldoon : [to Devereau] You ain't saying shit now, Mister Big.
Roger Devereau : I must admit that I'm slightly at a loss for words. But on the other hand, I should warn you that you are a killer and you are wanted by the police in every state and I recommend that you, uh, be careful.
George Caldwell : You're the killer who's wanted by the police in every state. That man you had shot wasn't a vitamin salesman, he was a federal agent. They've been after you for two years, ever since that plane crash in Cologne, Germany, when you caused a hundred people to die just to cover up your link with the scandal at the Metropolitan Gallery. So why don't we get them the proof that they wanted? Let's go and get the Rembrandt letters.
[points the gun at Devereau]
George Caldwell : Get up.
Roger Devereau : If you insist.
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[Grover is attempting to hot wire a Jaguar]
Grover Muldoon : I'm following the plan. Just changed my mind.
George Caldwell : Are you crazy? I thought we were gonna take the Chevy in back.
Grover Muldoon : Chevy? That's a jerk-off, man. This here is pure pussy.
George Caldwell : Pure pussy? Tell that to the judge.
Grover Muldoon : Don't worry about no judge, Man, this thing gonna get us to Kansas City on time.
George Caldwell : How about jail? Did you know that the office is right in front of us?
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Grover Muldoon : [laughing] Man I thought you were an amateur, but you a real pro.
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Grover Muldoon : [to George Caldwell] Take it easy, killer. Stay loose.
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Grover Muldoon : I always lose my memory when I fall in love.
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Grover Muldoon : What're you slowin' down for?
George Caldwell : There's a truck up ahead.
Grover Muldoon : So, there's a truck up ahead. What you waitin' for, you the man, turn on the siren, get them hippies off the road!
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George Caldwell : Is there any way to get to the engine from here?
Ralston : There's no way to get to the engine at all. How come we're going so fast?
George Caldwell : There's nobody driving the train.
Ralston : Oh, that's impossible. The train would stop.
George Caldwell : Does it look like it is stopping to you?
Ralston : [looks out the window] Sure in the hell don't. I'm gonna pull the emergency brake.
Grover Muldoon : The emergency brakes have been cut.
Ralston : [pauses] Damn hippies!
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Grover Muldoon : Get up, Whiney!
Roger Devereau : [to Whiney] Just do as he says.
George Caldwell : Get the letters, Hilly.
[Hilly heads to the safe to collect the Rembrandt letters]
Roger Devereau : Mr. Caldwell, I take it that you are a reasonable man, and like all men, you place a reasonable value on you life.
George Caldwell : Are you trying to bribe me?
Roger Devereau : No, I'm merely pointing out that life is short, and the smart man hedges his bets.
George Caldwell : You can't protect bets. If there's one thing I have learned from this trip, it's that you play the game and take what you get.
Hilly Burns : [grabs the letters] I've found them.
George Caldwell : Come here, Hilly.
[Johnson barges in and fires at George and Grover]
Roger Devereau : [yells] GET THE GIRL!
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Grover : Put on my jacket. Then you slide this beanie on your head. Here you go. All right, Ace or deuce! That's bad, man! You're lookin' good! Now, here, take this radio. And when you step out of here, you gotta step out like King Shit. Right? You bad! Put that radio up to your ear. It will help cover your face. Right? Just move with the rhythm of the music. Move your body with the rhythm of the music. That's all you gotta remember. Okay?
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Grover : Stand up, mama, let me get a look at you.
