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Clips from Harlem Nights

"Then cut it."
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"It's done. Our friend's a memory."
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"But you know, the strangest thing just happened."
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"What's that?"
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"One of Sugar Ray's people just put a $200,000 bet on the fight."
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"That's nothing. They're just trying to make some cash before closing down."
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"Don't worry. Everybody knows that jig is going to kill Kirkpatrick."
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"Yes, I know."
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"But they're not betting on Jenkins."
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"They're putting their money on Kirkpatrick."
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"At 3-1 they are going to make six hundred grand if he wins."
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"Those sneaky bastards. They put the fix on."
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"Jenkins is going to throw the fight."
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"It makes sense."
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"Jesus. Ain't that champ a wonderful fucking human being?"
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"So what do you do now?"
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"Why should they be the only ones to benefit from Mr Jenkins's generosity?"
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"I'm going to put 500,000 on Kirkpatrick to win."
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"Pick up a little extra cash."
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"You should scrape together whatever you can and do the same thing."
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"- Is Smalls up there? - Sometimes the buzzers don't work."
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"My name is Quick. I'm an old friend. Do you think I could knock on the door?"
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"Smalls?"
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"Tommy, your door is open. It's Quick."
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"Hey, your door is open. It's Quick."
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"Smalls!"
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"Hey, Smalls."
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"Tommy?"
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"Tommy...?"
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"Hey, man, are you asleep?"
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"Holy shit! Somebody fucked you up real bad."
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"I think I'm going to leave because you probably want to sit by yourself"
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"and think about who you pissed off, so I'll let you have your space."
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"Excuse me."
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"- Isn't that Quick? - Yes, that's him."
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"What's he doing coming out of my brother's house?"
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"Let's find out."
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"Miss La Rue, your guest has arrived."
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"Hello, Mr Quick."
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"Meet Mr Bugsy Calhoune and his assistant, Joseph Leoni."
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"Have a seat."
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"- Are those flowers and candy for me? - No, I brought them for the lady."
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"Give them to her. She loves flowers and candy."
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"So, how's business, Mr Quick?"
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"- Excuse me? - Business over at Sugar Ray's."
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"Business is all right."
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"All right? I hear you guys are going great."
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"Dominique says your place was packed Monday night. Nobody is busy then."
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"Your place was packed on a Monday. You must be doing great."
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"What do you move, 15-20,000 a week?"
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"I don't know about all that shit. I don't do the books."
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"You don't see the books? That would be pretty stupid."
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"- Well, I trust my partner, Ray. - Never trust anybody."
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"Everybody in this business is a criminal."
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"This is too deep for me. I think I'm going to go home."
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"Wait a second. What's your rush? Here, have some wine."
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"By the way, Mr Quick,"
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"did a Sergeant Phil Cantone come by the other day?"
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"He came by."
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"He told you about my business proposition?"
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"He told us about your offer. I wouldn't call that a business proposition."
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"It was business, Quick. I don't make offers. I make business propositions."
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"I've got a very good one for you."
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"I want you to work for me at the Pitty Pat Club."
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"I want you to run it with Dominique."
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"- I don't think so. - Lots of money for you."
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"After Sugar Ray starts paying us off, your cut won't be what it used to be."
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"I could really use you there. You could turn it into a hot spot."
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"You understand your people."
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"Mr Quick."
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"It would be an advantage to all of us,"
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"if you'd join Mr Calhoune's organisation."
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"You guys are incredible. I can't believe you called me down here and..."
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"This is very nice, but no thanks. I'm sorry."
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"There's no reason for you to get upset. I just want you to think it over."
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"- There's nothing to think about. - Joe, show Mr Quick to his car."
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"Joe, you don't have to show Mr Quick no place. I can find my way out."
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"Thank you, but no thanks."
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"- What do you think of Mr Quick? - What do you mean?"
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"Do you like him? Do you think he is someone you might want to fuck?"
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"- Yes. - Good."
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"Good."
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"Let's kill that bastard now, man. Let's do it for Tommy!"
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"What is this shit about?"
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"- He killed my brother. - It's all right, we'll get him."
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"He messed with the wrong nigger's brother."
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"Quick is mine."
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"Pull up to his bumper, we'll blow his head off."
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"Damn, I think I broke my nose!"
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"Junior, are you OK? Junior?"
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"Junior is deader than a motherfucker. You shot him in the back of the head!"
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"It was a mistake. Pull up next to that motherfucker."
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"Shut up, it was a mistake!"
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"It was an accident, Junior. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Junior."
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"Get that motherfucker now!"
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"I'm sorry, Junior."
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"Shut the fuck up! You're always crying, motherfucker."
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"Catch him. Come on. Come on!"
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"You are a dead motherfucker. I'm going to get you."
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"I'm going to get you. I'm going to get you, motherfucker!"
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"Fuck!"
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"Stop the car! Stop the fucking car!"
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"Shit! Sneaky motherfucker. Let's get him."
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"I'm going to kill you, Quick!"
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"You made me shoot one of my boys in the back of the head."
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"And you did something to my brother."
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"I don't know what you're talking about."
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"That's bullshit, man. You know what I'm talking about."
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"You broke my nose, man."
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"I'll say this one more time. I don't know what you're talking about."
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"And I suggest you let me go on my way."
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"Oh, really?"
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"I suggest you kiss my ass, Quick."
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"The only way you are going home is shot, motherfucker."
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"What do you think you're doing with that little shit?"
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"Stop it. Stop it. Don't shoot that little motherfucker no more!"
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"Fuck this."
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"Asshole."
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"- Quick's pulled up in a cab. - What's he doing in a cab?"
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"- You in a cab? That ain't your style. - I had a little fender bender."
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