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Crash (2004/I)
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Graham: Its the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. Were always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.
Shereen: They think were Arab. When did Persian become Arab?
Lara: [referring to the impenetrable cloak] He doesnt have it!
Elizabeth: [confused] He doesnt have what?
Anthony: Come on now! This is America. Time is money.
Anthony: Its just black people demeaning other black people, using that word over and over. You ever hear white people callin each other “honky” all the time? “Hey, honky, hows work?” “Not bad, cracker, were diversifying!”
Rick: Why do these guys have to be black? No matter how we spin this thing, Im either gonna lose the black vote or Im gonna lose the law and order vote!
Karen: You know, I think youre worrying too much. You have a lot of support in the black community.
Rick: ll right. if we cant duck this thing, were gonna have to neutralize it. What we need is a picture of me pinning a medal on a black man. The firefighter – the one that saved the camp or something – Northridge… whats his name?
Bruce: Hes Iraqi.
Rick: Hes Iraqi? He looks black.
Bruce: Hes dark-skinned, sir, but hes Iraqi, his names Saddam Hassif.
Rick: His names Saddam? Oh, thats great, Bruce. Yeah, Im gonna pin a medal on an Iraqi named Saddam. Give yourself a raise, wont you?
Officer Ryan: [talking on the phone] I wanna speak to your supervisor…
Shaniqua: I am my supervisor!
Officer Ryan: All right well, whats your name?
Shaniqua: Shaniqua Johnson.
Officer Ryan: Shaniqua. Big fucking surprise that is!
Shaniqua: Oh!
[Shaniqua hangs up]
Graham: Well, fuck you very much. But thanks for thinking of me.
Jean: I want the locks changed again in the morning.
Rick: You what? Look, why dont you just go lie down, huh? Have you checked on James?
Jean: Well of course Ive checked on James. Ive checked on him every five minutes since weve been home. Do not patronize me. I want the locks changed again in the morning.
Rick: Shhh. Its ok. Just go to bed, all right?
Jean: [interrupting] You know what, didnt I just tell you not to treat me like a child?
Maria: Im sorry Mrs. Jean. Its okay?… I go home now?
Rick: Its fine. Thank you very much for staying Maria.
Maria: Youre welcome. No problem. Goodnight Mrs. Jean.
Jean: [Rudely] Goodnight.
Rick: [to Maria] Well see you tomorrow.
Jean: I would like the locks changed again in the morning. And you know what, you might mention that next time wed appreciate it if they didnt send a gang member…
Rick: A gang member?
Jean: Yes, yes.
Rick: What do you mean? That kid in there?
Jean: Yes. The guy in there with the shaved head, the pants around his ass, the prison tattoos.
Rick: Those are not prison tattoos.
Jean: [Interrupting] Oh really? And hes not gonna go sell our key to one of his gang banger friends the moment he is out our door?
Rick: Youve had a really tough night. I think it would be best if you just went upstairs right now and…
Jean: [Interrupting] And what? Wait for them to break in?
Jean: [Yelling] I just had a gun pointed in my face!
Rick: [Agitated] You lower you voice!
Jean: [Yelling] … and it was my fault because I knew it was gonna happen. But if a white person sees two black men walking towards her and she turns and walks in the other direction, shes a racist, right?
[Furious]
Jean: Well I got scared and I didnt say anything and ten seconds later I had a
[Jabbing her finger into Ricks chest]
Jean: gun in my face. Now I am telling you, your amigo in there is gonna sell our key to one of his homies and this time itd be really fucking great if you acted like you actually gave a shit!
Jean: Do you want to hear something funny?
Maria: