Foxy Brown (1974)

Pam Grier: Foxy Brown

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• Katherine Wall : [after Foxy presents Steve's penis in a pickle jar, kills 2 of her men, and shoots her in the arm]  Why didn't you kill me too? Well go on and shoot! I don't want to live anymore!

  Foxy Brown : I know. That's the idea. The rest of your man is still around, and I hope you two live a long time, then maybe you can feel some of what I feel. Death is too easy for you, bitch. I want you to SUFFER.

• Foxy Brown : [Being frisked]  Don't pinch the fruit, faggot.

• Bobbie : Listen skinny, before you start talking tough, I'd better warn you I've got a black belt in karate. So why don't you get out of here quietly, while you still got some teeth left in that ugly face?

  [Foxy knocks her down with a barstool] 

  Foxy Brown : And I've got MY black belt in barstools!

• Dawes : What do you really want?

  Foxy Brown : Justice.

  Dawes : For who, your brother?

  Foxy Brown : And why not? It could be your brother too, or your sister, or your children. I want justice for all of them. And I want justice for all the people whose lives are bought and sold, so that a few big shots can climb up on their backs, and laugh at the law, and laugh at human decency. But most of all, I want justice for a man, this man had love in his heart, and he died because he went out of his neighborhood to do what he thought was right.

  Dawes : Sister, I think what you're looking for is revenge. Justice and revenge are two different things.

  Foxy Brown : You just handle the justice, and I'll handle the revenge myself.

• Link Brown : Foxy, I'm a black man, and I don't know how to sing, and I don't know how to dance, and I don't know how to preach to no congregation. I'm too small to be a football hero, and too ugly to be elected mayor. But I watch TV and I see all them people and them fine homes they live in and all them nice cars they drive and I get all full of ambition. Now you tell me what I'm supposed to do with all this ambition I got?

  Foxy Brown : I don't know, Link, I just don't want to see you end up in jail, or shot down in the streets somewhere.

  Link Brown : Baby, jail is where some of the finest people I know are these days.

• Foxy Brown : You pink-ass corrupt honky judge, take your little wet noodle outta here and if you see a man anywhere send him in because I do need a MAN!

• Michael Anderson : I don't know... vigilante justice?

  Foxy Brown : It's as American as apple pie.

• Claudia : [laughing]  Was it worth it? You know what they're going to do to us, baby?

  Foxy Brown : Yep, nothing, in fact, all the doing is going to be done to them.

  Claudia : [laughing]  They' gonna kick our ass! But I don't care, it's funny because I know what's going to happen.

  [going into hysterics] 

  Claudia : I don't care!

• Foxy Brown : [busting into Link's apartment with a gun]  Ooh you son of a bitch, you just had to tell them, didn't you?

• Foxy Brown : What? Link too?

  Oscar : Yeah, they say it was those Steve Elias people.

  Foxy Brown : Was he dealing again?

  Oscar : Yeah, coke.

  Foxy Brown : I told him to stay away from them.

  Oscar : Yeah, but once those people pull you in, there's only ONE way they'll let you go.

• Foxy Brown : [to Link]  Now I only got so much control, and you'd better tell me who they are, or I'm liable to put one of these between your eyes, no matter what mama'd say.

• [last lines] 

  Foxy Brown : The party's over, Oscar. Let's go.

• Michael Anderson : A little taste of honey ain't enough for me. I gotta have the whole beehive.

  Foxy Brown : Oh, you're gonna get it, baby.

• Foxy Brown : He always has his feelers out - like a cockroach.

• Judge Fenton : Eddie, get the girls a drink.

  Judge's Partygoer 1 : Wowie. I see Your Honor likes that dark meat.

  Foxy Brown : [pretending to be call girl, Misty Cotton]  The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice, honey.

• Foxy Brown : [pretending to be call girl, Misty Cotton]  Baby, is this what you're going to use on me?

  [points at the Judge's crotch] 

  Judge Fenton : What?

  Foxy Brown : I mean, I've heard of a meat shortage, but, that's ridiculous!

  Judge Fenton : Well, you've got - well, eh, the other girls liked it.

  Foxy Brown : Oh, I'm sure I'll like it. But, I just can't find it! Claudia, help me find it. I think its down here somewhere. Watch it. Don't rub on it. The charge, Your Honor, is assault with a very undeadly weapon.

  Claudia : I mean, you talk about your blunt instrument!

  Judge Fenton : Well, you're different, alright. I'll say that for ya.

  Foxy Brown : You too, little man.

• Foxy Brown : I ain't never been up in an airplane before, sounds really marvelous.

  Hays : You ain't never been? Awww, that's a tragedy of the greatest dimension.

  Foxy Brown : I'd sure like to though, I figured if I hung around a while, maybe one of you would take me up.

• Foxy Brown : Link, after all you've been through! When are you gonna learn?

  Link Brown : Look, it's a legitimate business! Almost.

• Foxy Brown : Oscar's with the neighborhood committee.

  Michael Anderson : Yeah, what kind of committee?

  Oscar : The anti-slavery committee.

  Michael Anderson : Slavery?

  Oscar : Yeah, you see, we're in the process of what we call new slavery. That's the slavery of hard dope, man. You dig?

  Michael Anderson : I sure do.

  Oscar : I mean, these pushers, they buy protection from the police and from the man. But, from us, there is no protection. None, whatsoever. You dig?

  Michael Anderson : Right on, brother! But, what happens to the pusher?

  Oscar : He's gonna go on a very long train ride - to some other town, that is.

  Michael Anderson : What if he comes back?

  Oscar : He won't come back. No way, in deed.

• Bobbie : Hey, wait a minute, bitch. Why don't you go find one of your own.

  Foxy Brown : Now, you wait a minute! This is none of your business.

• Foxy Brown : You're gonna have to kill me. Or, I'll kill you. It's got to be one way or the other.

• Foxy Brown : Come on, Link. You're not talkin' to one of your jive ass friends. You're talkin' to me - your sister. Now, give it to me straight.

• Link Brown : What do you think the odds are against 500 people all hittin' the number on Martin Luther King's birthday?

  Foxy Brown : So, how much did you go down for?

  Link Brown : A lousy twenty grand or so.

• Michael Anderson : Hey, hey! Hey, what are you doin'?

  Foxy Brown : What does it feel like I'm doin'?

  Michael Anderson : It feels like you're doin' just what you're doin'.

• Foxy Brown : What does she have to do with a dope operation?

  Link Brown : She's the protection. The fixer! Without her, there's nothin'!

  Foxy Brown : How does she do it?

  Link Brown : She runs a stable of the finest call girls in the country. Yeah, but they don't go out for just money! You gotta be somebody big! You gotta be a big man! A Congressman! Or, a judge! Or, on the grand jury.

• Link Brown : Foxy, what's goin' on, now? Now, come on! Cut that shit out!

  Foxy Brown : You're movin' out, brother. Out of town! And I mean it, Link. You think you're back in with those people. But, they gotta stick a dynamite up your ass and the fuse is burning. You understand me? Now, I want you out! O-U-T!

• Foxy Brown : [pretending to be call girl, Misty Cotton]  Let's you and me stop wastin' each others precious time. You tell me who you want done and I'll do the hell out of him. If the price is right.

• Foxy Brown : [pretending to be call girl, Misty Cotton]  I'm ready Miss Katherine. How do you like it?

  Katherine Wall : Very impressive. It's rather late. You better get going. Toni will tell you what to do. The gentlemen you'll be meeting this evening have a preference - for your type.

  Foxy Brown : Oh, I understand, Miss Katherine.

• Judge's Partygoer 2 : That's an awful lot of chocolate for one man, Fred. No wonder you cleared your calendar so early this morning.

  Judge Fenton : Don't pay them fellas no never mind, girls. Come on, Eddie.

  [Eddie delivers the cocktails] 

  Judge Fenton : Drink up! I'm sure glad you got here. I was tired watchin' those movies.

  Foxy Brown : [pretending to be call girl, Misty Cotton]  Well, then, why don't we go in and adjudicate this matter in chambers, as they say, and maybe we could make a few motions or somethin'.

  Judge Fenton : Well, if I don't hear any objections.

  Claudia : I sure don't object. A matter of fact, I ain't gonna object to nothin' today.

  Judge Fenton : You're the kind of counselor I like in my courtroom.

• Foxy Brown : The game ain't over yet, bitch!

• Brandi : [to Foxy Brown]  Time for another smackle, I'd say.

  Slauson : Sure. There's one thing we got plenty of, baby, is dope. You don't ever have to worry about feelin' down with us.

  Brandi : You're a lucky nigger, you know that? Yeah! It ain't every junkie broads got such good providers for a boyfriend.

  Foxy Brown : I don't need any more. I'm doin' fine.

  Brandi : Now, now, now. Doctor knows best. Anyway, your gettin just a weeee bit more this time. Ain't that nice. And you don't even say - thanks!

  Foxy Brown : Thank you... ugly feckless white peasant A-motherfucker!

  Slauson : Did you hear that? Did your black Mamie talk like that? And that ain't nice, not here in our polite society.

  Brandi : Shit, we ought to wash your mouth out with soap, lady.

• Foxy Brown : Mmm, gosh, that makes me tingle all over.

• Foxy Brown : Why don't you put this on automatic pilot, so we can go in the back and, you know, get it on.

  Hays : Hey, this ain't no 747, man. You just hang on in there.