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    Movie Title: Homicide:
    The

    Movie (2000) as Frank Pembleton / Det. Frank Pembleton:


    Lieutenant Stuart Gharty :

    Pembleton, Lewis, Falsone, make me a list of people he's pissed off on the campaign trail.
    Frank Pembleton : A list? I didn't come here to make lists.
    Lieutenant Stuart Gharty : Frank, just like old times.


    Frank Pembleton : Do you think you mean anything to anybody, do you think, in this city?
    Homeless Guy : No.
    Frank Pembleton : But I'm here, I'm extending you my kindness. I give you what you want out of goodwill and it's not about a dollar. If you ask me for ten, I'll give you ten, a hundred, you got it. I'm respecting you. But you gonna sit there and piss on me? I'm gonna send you to hell, Mr. I ain't got a name, so feel sorry for my moocher ass.


    Det. Frank Pembleton : All this death, just goes on... and on.
    Officer Mike Giardello : That's because life goes on... and on.

    Movie Title: The Tuskegee Airmen (1995) as Lt. Col. Benjamin O. Davis:



    Lt. Col. Benjamin O. Davis : We weren't assigned. We were requested.





    Movie Title: Frequency (2000) as Satch:



    Julia Sullivan : What's going on here, Satch?
    Satch : Frank says that he talks to Johnny, little Johnny on the radio in the future, and this guy claims to be your son!
    Julia Sullivan : Well, I talked to him too, once. He's a cop.
    Satch : You talked to the guy on the radio?





    Movie Title: Thick as Thieves (1998) as Dink:



    Dink : I'm so tired of the drama.





    Movie Title: Homicide:
    Life on the Street (1993) as Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton / Pembleton / Detective Frank Pembleton / Frank:

    [Pemembelton needs the clothes of a brain dead child for evidence]
    Pembleton : I need you to give me these clothes. Joan: I can't.
    Pembleton : You have to! Joan: I HAVE TO? Let me tell you what I HAVE to do today, okay? I have to go in there and I have to watch the doctors pinch Patrick's legs. I have to watch them stick pins at the bottoms of his feet. I have to watch them pour cold water, first in his right ear, then in his left, to see if his eyes moved today. And I have to hear them tell me that they don't. His eyes don't. I hear them say this. Nothing else can be done. And this is just a little BOY! And they have to say this about him? YOU have to have his clothes? YOU have to know what we saw yesterday? I have to remember... Patrick standing there, he HAS to see the dinosaurs! He HAS to go to that window! It's always "one more minute!" He ALWAYS has to do what he wants! And then he falls down and I think he's just teasing and he's going to get up in a minute and I'm going to yell at him to just get up and not get dirty! I WANT to see him get up... from his OWN bed. Do I have to think that he can lay there like this for another fifty or sixty years? Do I have to think that this is what he wants? Why do I have to? Why do I think that it can't be Patrick in there?


    Pembleton : He who loses control, loses.


    Bayliss : You never say please. You never say thank you.
    Pembleton : Please don't be an idiot. Thank you.


    Frank : Life would be perfect, if it was just kids and dogs.


    Pembleton : You know, sometimes you're funny. Then there's now.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : Virtue isn't virtue unless it slams up against vice. So consequently, your virtue's not real virtue. Until it's been tested... tempted.


    Det. Timothy J. 'Tim' Bayliss : I'm a detective, Frank. I'm a keen observer of the human condition. I pick up on the subtlest clues, I react to the slightest suggestion. In short, I deduct.
    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : Who told you?
    Det. Timothy J. 'Tim' Bayliss : Brodie.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : I'm tired of being the only one around here who gives a damn. You're looking at the new Frank Pembleton. Budding Republican and practicing selfish bastard. Savior of no one but himself. Shot of Gold Natty Bo. This is the new me.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : It's "till death do you part." You die, you part.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : You know, every day I get out of bed and drag myself to the next cup of coffee. I take a sip and the caffeine kicks in. I can focus my eyes again. My brain starts to order the day. I'm up, I'm alive. I'm ready to rock. But the time is coming when I wake up and decide that I'm not getting out of bed. Not for coffee, or food or sex. If it comes to me, fine. If it won't, fine. No more expectations. The longer I live, the less I know. I should know more. I should know the coffee's killing me. You're suspicious of your suspicions? I'm jealous, Kay; I'm so jealous. You still have the heart to have doubts. Me? I'm going to lock up a 14 year old kid for what could be the rest of his natural life. I got to do this. This is my job. This is the deal. This is the law. This is my day. I have no doubts or suspicions about it. Heart has nothing to do with it anymore. It's all in the caffeine.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : I watch my weight. I watch my diet. I watch my blood pressure. Every 8 hours, no matter where I am, or what I'm doing, I hafta take a little white pill. If I don't follow the rules, I die. I'm not going to treat you differently. I won't. 'Cause that's not who I am. And who I am is all I have left.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : Blind faith is the crutch of fools.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : Do you think some people work harder to be stupider than others?
    Detective Timothy J. 'Tim' Bayliss : I'm going to go out on a limb and say yes.


    Detective Beauregard 'Beau' Felton : Amazing. Life is amazing.
    Detective Frank Pembleton : Really?
    Detective Beauregard 'Beau' Felton : This must be a mistake. Am I actually going on a routine call with Frank Pembleton?
    Detective Frank Pembleton : You're right. It's a mistake.
    Detective Beauregard 'Beau' Felton : Frank Pembleton only works the big investigations. This is just some dead guy.
    Detective Frank Pembleton : See what happens when I come into the office?
    Detective Beauregard 'Beau' Felton : Imagine - handling a routine call with Detective Frank Pembleton.
    Detective Frank Pembleton : I'm slumming.


    Bayliss : You still believe that my cousin killed that boy because he was an Arab?
    Pembleton : Hikmet was not an Arab. Turks are not Arabs...
    Bayliss : My cousin could not consciously kill someone.
    Pembleton : I don't think it was premeditated. I think it was inherent. Jim's racism is so much a part of him, that he didn't have a chance to think about what he was doing. Jim is worse than a Klansman. 'Cause at least in their white sheets, they are recognizable. Your cousin's brand of bigotry is much more frightening because, like still water, it runs deep. He doesn't even see it himself.
    Bayliss : You're wrong, dead wrong.
    Pembleton : The only one "dead wrong" is Hikmet Gersel. Did you see what happened when the verdict was announced? They applauded. Those law-abiding citizens, those good people applauded the death of a child. Let me ask you something, Tim - and then you tell me whether or not it was racially motivated - if that boy had been American, if that boy had been white - do you think anyone would have cheered?


    Bayliss : Fourteen years old... When I was fourteen, jeez, I was in the ninth grade, and I don't remember much of what I was doing, but I know I was nowhere close to picking up a gun and shooting another kid.
    Pembleton : How old should our shooter be?
    Bayliss : Not fourteen.
    Pembleton : So if he's what, fifteen,-sixteen years old, it makes any more sense?
    Bayliss : No.
    Pembleton : How old should he be then? What's the cut off age? Seventeen? Eighteen?
    Bayliss : I don't know, but not fourteen.
    Pembleton : When you find out, clue me in, awright? I'd like to know when any of this killing, at any age, from six to sixty, makes any sense. One time I want to hear about a murder that makes sense. Just one time. For any reason.


    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : You said summer was hell.
    Detective Tim Bayliss : Well... it was.
    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : It's all mind over matter, Bayliss.
    Detective Tim Bayliss : No, no, it's more than mind over matter. I know my mind and my mind remembers my ass melting into the tops of my shoes, all right? Summer was hell.
    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : There's no humidity in Hell.
    Detective Tim Bayliss : What, you do a field report?
    Det. Francis Xavier 'Frank' Pembleton : By all reliable accounts, there's not a single drop of water to pass between Heaven and Hell. Hell is a dry heat.
    Detective Tim Bayliss : Oh. Well, book me a flight.





    Movie Title: Get on the Bus (1996) as Flip:



    Flip : ...And here comes my mama, marching across the field with a big leather belt in her hands. This belt was so wide couldn't nobody even wear it; this belt was made for whoopin' ass.


    Flip : Oh my God, a gay black republican. Now I've seen everything!


    Xavier : Why are you even going to the march?
    Wendell : Niggas and cars, cars and niggas. Niggas need cars like cars need niggas. I gotta make me some money. You think I'm gonna miss out on all that networking, shit nigga you must be crazy. I got a joke for ya, nigga: What do you get when you cross a million lesbians and the million man march?
    Flip : Ok, what do you get when you cross one million lesbians and the million man march?
    Wendell : Two million mother-fuckers who don't do dick. [Laughs]
    Wendell : You niggas somethin' else. [Pointing at everybody.]
    Wendell : Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, all you niggas!
    Gary : Hey Wendell, I got a joke for you: What do they call a black man with a Lexus dealership?
    Wendell : What?
    Gary : Nigga.


    Flip : I've always heard that Dallas has the finest honeys on the planet.


    Flip : You tell me what men who like women wouldn't want a little something on the side?





    Movie Title: Primal Fear (1996) as Tommy:



    Tommy : That... is... a... bullshit story!
    Marty : No, that's *our* bullshit story.





    Movie Title: City of Angels (1998) as Cassiel:



    Seth : The little girl asked if she could be an angel.
    Cassiel : They all want wings.
    Seth : I never know what to say.
    Cassiel : Tell them the truth. Angels aren't human. We were never human.
    Seth : What if I just make her a little pair of wings out of paper?

       
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