Fred Williamson credited as playing...
Shep Stone
- Shep Stone: Get your goddamn feet off my "Chippendale".
- Lt. Bill Bowen: Jesus. What a dump. And you - a college man.
- Lt. Bill Bowen: What did his face look like?
- Shep Stone: His face? I was too busy tryin' to save my ass, baby. He had a cane *and* a pig-sticker. That's where all my attention was. Everything else was a red haze.
- Moms: She still lives on in living color.
- Shep Stone: What do you mean by that?
- Moms: Oh shit, man, she used to moonlight for old Max Majors, makin' all them pussy pictures. We have one playin' around the corner now.
- Shep Stone: Practically - and philosophically, I'm for law and order. But, technically, it stinks. After I catch some bastard and have to read him his Bill of Rights, after me and God knows how many others saw him cut down some poor old grocer and get off with spit - uh-uh - something's wrong.
- Miss Francis: [sucking her thumb, removes it] I can sometimes be more of a woman than Cyn-Cyn, whether you believe it or not.
- Shep Stone: Yeah, you are temptin'.
- Miss Francis: And, frankly, Cynthia *likes* women. Mr. Stone, I happen to be a lot of woman.
- Shep Stone: You're a foxy lady, alright.
- Miss Francis: Mr. Stone, so we meet formally.
- Shep Stone: Well, I figured it was about time since we're both screwing the same chick.
- Miss Francis: I was under the impression that you were a man of - uh - some culture.
- Shep Stone: Look, lady, I don't care what you do or what you do it with. You just leave Cynthia alone.
- Shep Stone: How much can you afford to pay? I work on daily rates and expenses. I'm cheap, but I'm mean when it's too cheap.
- Rev. Avery: Well, Mr. Stone, don't tell me you've got religion.
- Shep Stone: I've got my own trip.
- Rev. Avery: And what might that be?
- Shep Stone: Almost any bourbon.
- Shep Stone: I'm looking for a girl named Amy Dole. She could be a hophead, 'cause I traced her here.
- Rev. Avery: We don't keep dope addicts. We save them.
- Shep Stone: Yeah? Well, I passed a few benny poppers out there.
- Shep Stone: I'm thinkin' a lot of grass gets passed in here. Maybe a little hard stuff too. I figure some night I come in here and I put my hand under the table and find myself a bag.
- Lindy: Don's a con, but maybe I'm the cat who knows where it's at.
- Lindy: Hey, brother, no charge for the coffee... But, since you're here, I'd like you to stay for dinner on pig butts and black-eyed peas for only $1.75. Can't beat it no place else in the world.
- Shep Stone: You jivin'.
- Lindy: No, I ain't.
- Shep Stone: Soul food?
- Lindy: Yes, suh.
- Shep Stone: Pig butts?
- Lindy: Go on, bro.
- Shep Stone: You got a liquor license?
- Lindy: Hey, no, man, just beer.
- Shep Stone: Well, just throw me somethin' to read while I'm waitin', brother.
- Lindy: Alright, brother.
- Shep Stone: Soul food!
- Lindy: Yes, indeed.
- Shep Stone: Alright, quit jivin', Lindy. Now, either tell me what I want to know or tell me to get out, but can that super spade bull shit.
- Lindy: Well, a boy with a ploy, huh?
- Shep Stone: No, a man with a plan.
- Talbot: Vera was not only my friend, but we had a great spiritual bond. She was my medium on many an occasion. A Scorpio on the cusp of Sagittarius.
- Shep Stone: What does that mean?
- Talbot: That she had great vibrations for the dead.
- Worm: You know I don't like to be called Worm. No ex-Pig's gonna call me Worm, Stone!
- Shep Stone: Look - Mr. Worm, now this ex-Pig is gettin' pissed