- Gunn: We got some big boys here tonight. Along came Jones! Deacon Jones.
- Deacon Jones, Himself: Gunn!
- Gunn: How you doin', brother?
- Deacon Jones, Himself: Just fine.
- Gunn: Good to see you. You're lookin' great, man. How's San Diego?
- Deacon Jones, Himself: Oh, man, it's wild. It's a groovy place. I am very fortunate to get traded down there. Didn't I demoralize those Rams?
- Gunn: Oh, yeah, baby. They're still the best in the game.
- Deacon Jones, Himself: Right on.
- Scott Gunn: This doesn't look good.
- Gunn: That's right.
- Scott Gunn: I was just puttin' somethin' in the safe.
- Gunn: To, eh, keep it safe.
- Scott Gunn: For safekeepin'.
- Gunn: Well, that's logical.
- Gunn: You're my brother, man. You don't have to rip off for bread.
- Scott Gunn: You're comin' on heavy, man. I'll find some place else.
- Scott Gunn: Look, it's not my money. We took it to buy...
- Gunn: Lawyers, man. Yeah. You're gonna defend every black guy that gets a ticket.
- Scott Gunn: You want the truth?
- Gunn: Why not?
- Scott Gunn: It's to buy guns. Weapons! And ammo, nitro and dynamite. And we got the cats that know how to use that stuff, too.
- Gunn: We?
- Scott Gunn: Guys back from Nam! We got expertise. Cats who know what its all about. Vets!
- Gunn: And ex-cons.
- Scott Gunn: And some of them too. They're brothers, to, you know.
- Scott Gunn: We call ourselves the Black Action Group.
- Gunn: B.A.G., huh? What do you want to do, Scotty? Take over the world?
- Scott Gunn: Yeah.
- Scott Gunn: We believe in taking it to the man - and blowin' up the fancy homes he lives in, his banks, his police stations, and makin' him get off his ass and do somthin'.
- Gunn: That's pretty powerful, Scotty.
- Scott Gunn: It might be.
- Gunn: Might be? You ever think that the man can bring it right back to you?
- Scott Gunn: He could try. But, we declare our right on this earth to be men. And we intend to bring this into existence - by any means necessary. Now are you with us?
- Gunn: Well, I'm not against you.
- Scott Gunn: Have you looked in the mirror lately?
- Gunn: Get up off it, Scotty. Have you ever seen me back down from any man, black or white?
- Scott Gunn: No.
- Gunn: Have you ever heard me change my thing for any man, black or white?
- Scott Gunn: No.
- Gunn: Alright!
- Gunn: These are daily payoff books. If the Government gets ahold of these, man, somebody is gonna be in a lot of trouble.
- Scott Gunn: No shit?
- Gunn: They're gonna sweat blood, man, until they get these books back. Maybe your blood.
- Scott Gunn: You mean to tell me I hit the jackpot.
- Scott Gunn: I'm gonna go upstairs and crash, man. And I promise not to split without written permission. If them crackers come up here lookin' for me, you just tell them that Scotty's takin' his beauty rest.
- Ray Kriley: Sam Green?
- Sam Green: That's right.
- Ray Kriley: Sambo. We've heard some very nice things about you.
- Sam Green: Yeah?
- Ray Kriley: One of the things we heard was that you were a very bright - boy.
- Ray Kriley: Look, Sam, you're feeding us a load of crap. Now, one of those black cats took the long fall in that alley the other night. If you don't answer some questions, you're gonna make the long fall into that great watermelon patch in the sky.
- Ray Kriley: We'll find them.
- Capelli: What about the spade cleaner? And the other fellow that was in it, a white guy?
- Ray Kriley: Some old wino. The spade - they all look alike.
- Capelli: The guy Dell plugged?
- Ray Kriley: Just another dead spade. No ID.
- Jimpy: I'll do my best, Russ.
- Ray Kriley: Make sure your best is good enough. Show those guys some muscle and they'll fall apart like rotten fruit. I know those niggers!
- Jimpy: I'll lay it on 'em.
- Rico: That hooker's been sleepin' with those coons back from Vietnam. I'll bet you 50 bucks its one of them.
- Ray Kriley: Vietnam? You know, that's very good thinking, Rico. Let's go. There's a store that opened up near the stadium by one of those black militant groups. You know, we ought to go up and pay those - patriotic black veterans a nice visit.
- Cassidy: Mr. Gunn, we're not here to lean on anybody. But, this whole situation could make Watts look like Saturday night in Disneyland.
- Ray Kriley: Well, look what broke out of the paddock? A couple of real hot black studs. Let me introduce myself. I'm taking a public opinion poll on whether we should reinstate slavery.
- Judith: You made love to me beautifully. And your heart was with me. But, your mind was someplace else. What is it?
- Ray Kriley: I know we haven't found him yet. But, just give me another 24 hours and I'll have 'em. I'll have 'em chattering like a monkey.
- Larry: Yes, gentlemen, can I help you?
- Lt. Hopper: I'm looking for a man named Gunn.
- Larry: You mean, Mr. Gunn.
- Toni: Gunns, please, it's an unusual name.
- Gunn: It's an old slave name. I had an ancestor who was entrusted enough to carry a white man's gun. The only word that his master ever said to him was, "Gun." You know, if he'd been more conversational, I might have been called "Gimme-de-Gunn"
- [laughs]
- Toni: What do your friends call you?
- Gunn: Gunn.
- Gunn: You say the right things; but, do you implement them?
- Adams: It's not always easy; but, we're making progress.
- Gunn: In what, Adams? Integration? Bussing? Penal reform? Congressman, how many blacks are in America?
- Adams: About 20 million.
- Gunn: 20 million. How many black senators in America?
- Adams: One.
- Gunn: One. How many judges, Congressman?
- Adams: Well, they're a few.
- Gunn: Governors? Mayors?
- Adams: Look, I'm not going to be the apologist for white America, alright? Gunn, I'm not looking back. I'm looking forward. I admit to you, we got a long way to go.
- Gunn: You're damn right! You have a long ways to go, Adams.
- Gunn: No point in wastin' good horse, man. Just save it for the children. Right, Jimpy? The little ones. They're smiling, happy faces. The black ones. Playing in the schoolyards. Right, Jimpy? You want a hypo full of air in your veins, man? Any last words, Jimpy? About who chopped up my brother?
- Gunn: Listen, baby, I'm gonna take a shower; so, now you call Larry. Tell him to get over here as fast as he can. Tell him to bring me some rags and to bring his car. Because, the one I had last night - was hot. Okay?
- Lt. Hopper: [final lines] You know, this Gunn, he sure got it together.
- Judith: No. But, he's getting it together. What about you, Lieutenant?
- Gunn: I got some questions for you, Kriley.
- Ray Kriley: Well, I got an answer for you. This is my mother's home. She don't like niggers. She don't like the smell.