科菲 (1973)

Coffy:

Oh Meg... you don't have any salad!

Coffy:

Oh Meg, you don't have any salad.

[pours a whole salad bowl on top of Meg's head]

Coffy:

[with Carter at the juvenile rehabilitation center] Some of the kids here were on all sorts of pills, some of them are on Methadone now... the youngest is only 9 years old. The worst are the ones that got the contaminated junk. But you know how some of those junkie dealers are, they'll put anything in it to stretch another dollar out of it.

Coffy:

The only cop I know to get a dislocated toe, while run over by his own squad car, while writing a ticket because the hand brake wasn't set.

Carter:

Come on, Coffy, don't tell stories like that.

Coffy:

And I had to hold your hand while they set it.

Coffy:

Can't I even get a glass of water? What are you trying to do, starve me to death?

Omar:

You be quiet or you won't need no water or nothing!

Meg:

Oh Mr. Vitroni, you don't have a drink.

[grabs one glass off a tray and pushes the rest onto Coffy's dress, everybody's shocked]

Coffy:

It was just an accident, accidents will happen.

[leaves the room to clean up]

Arturo Vitroni:

You're a very naughty girl.

Meg:

It was an accident.

Arturo Vitroni:

It was not an accident.

Coffy:

Go on and take this shot!

Grover:

I can't; that'll kill me!

Coffy:

Maybe it will and maybe it won't, but if it do, you gonna fly through them pearly gates with the biggest fucking smile St. Peter ever seen!

Priscilla:

Now, listen. My old man's coming back any minute, and if SHE catches you here, she's gonna wanna kick your ass!

[Priscilla threatens Coffy with a knife, and Coffy reacts by shattering a wine bottle and threatening her with the jagged edge]

Coffy:

So, you wanna play with knives, huh? Well you picked the wrong player!

Priscilla:

No, no please look I didn't mean nothin'! Please!

Coffy:

Now I'm gonna give you another slice to match the one you got from that dope-pushin' pimp, unless you tell me where he keeps the stuff!

Priscilla:

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No, please! He'll kill me! Ow... ALRIGHT, alright! He's got a fireplace! It's in a box under the ashes!

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[Priscilla's tough-looking black lesbian lover/pimp returns suddenly]

Priscilla:

Harriet! Harriet!

Harriet:

What the hell is going on here?

Priscilla:

She busted in here tryin' to make me! Get her outta here!

Harriet:

Come on, bitch!

[fight ensues between Coffy and Harriet, and Coffy escapes]

Harriet:

Lousy bitch! (turns to Priscilla) I go away for half an hour for you to turn a trick... and I come back and find you ballin' some niggah bitch! You WHITE TRAMP!

Sugarman:

Look over there. I got plenty of tail. I got more tail than I can handle. I even got white tail!

Coffy:

You know just the words that turn me on. And I know what you want, too, and you're gonna get it.

Coffy:

This is the end of your rotten life, you motherfuckin' dope pusher!

Coffy:

It was easy for him because he really didn't believe it was comin', but it ain't gonna be easy for you, because you better believe it's comin'!

Coffy:

Ah, yes, Mr. George, I presume.

King George:

You're the lady from Jamaica who called me.

Coffy:

That I am, mon, and I can see that you're not at all disappointed, of course. So I'll come straight to the point as I like to do.

[Coffy snaps her fingers at the waiter]

Coffy:

Boss! Another drink for my friend here.

[to King George]

Coffy:

I presume a champagne cocktail is sufficient? Good, mon.

Arturo Vitroni:

She's a wild animal! I've got to have that girl, George! Tonight!

[Coffy replaces King George's hidden heroin supply with sugar]

Coffy:

Now Mr. King Dope Pusher, you're gonna have a few irate customers pretty soon... sugar instead of smack!

Grover:

I got your fix, don't you want your fix?

Coffy:

No, but you do.

Grover:

I don't get this. What do you want with me?

Coffy:

My name's Coffy, Lubelle Coffin's my little sister.

Grover:

Lubelle?

Coffy:

She's a smack addict at 11! And you gave it to her you dirty shake!

Grover:

Please, please!

Coffy:

Her whole life is gone, she can never get it back, and you've living real good, that ain't right.

Coffy:

[shoots Arturo] That's a gift from my little sister, and a nice cop named Carter.

Priscilla:

I know you?

Coffy:

I helped to sew your face back up.

Priscilla:

Oh right, at the hospital, you're that nurse.

Howard Brunswick:

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Black people want dope, and brown people want dope, and as long as there people are deprived of a decent life, they'll settle for anything to just plain feel good with.

Howard Brunswick:

What I did was for our people, for our brothers and sisters.

Coffy:

You shouldn't talk to me about sisters, Howard, I've got a sister.