Running Scared (2006)
Teresa Gazelle: [after she revives Oleg and sends him out of the house, she points her gun at Dez] Move over. Get out of his way!
Dez: [as Oleg walks out of the room] You know I've got a safe in the bedroom. There's $100,000 in cash there in diamonds. All you have to do is take the boy and walk away!
Teresa Gazelle: [Teresa observes the hidden closet where obscene child pornography is shown along with body bags and surgical knives] Oh my God... Oh my God!
[Teresa feels the plastic floor]
Teresa Gazelle: Oh my God... Oh my God.
Teresa Gazelle: Oh, you sick fucks!
Dez: [stutters nervously] You're right, we are. We're sick. We are! This is really great, this is going to help us...
Teresa Gazelle: Give me your phone...
Dez: Please. Yeah!
[Dez hands over Teresa his cell phone]
Edele: What're you doing?
911 Dispatcher: She wants the phone...
911 Dispatcher: [Teresa grabs the phone and dials 911] 911. What is the nature of your emergency?
Teresa Gazelle: I just heard shooting across the hall. 1456 Owin's Park Lane.
911 Dispatcher: What is your name, ma'am?
[Teresa hangs up]
Edele: You're not serious...
[Teresa lifts up her gun and shoots them both]
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: One Nike gym bag - sixty bucks. One Nokia cell phone - hundred bucks. One ounce semtex - five hundred bucks. Gettin' rid of a dirty cop...
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Fuckin' priceless!
[upon seeing his father dropping his spaghetti on his lap]
Joey Gazelle: [fed up] What are you doing? You taking a collection down there?
Teresa Gazelle: I said back the fuck off, you sick twisted motherfucking cunt!
Pimp Lester: [pointing gun at Oleg] Say hello to my little friend!
Joey Gazelle: That's real fuckin' original. What are you, a fuckin' cartoon?
Pimp Lester: I'm a Mack Daddy pimp! You know that. And now I'm gonna cap your ass, and when I'm finished with you, I'm gonna take your little punk friend and I'm gonna put him in my posse, and I'm gonna pimp him out for a couple of months and then I'm gonna take that knife of yours and I'm gonna cut him from ear to ear, *just like I should've done yesterday, you fuck!*
Joey Gazelle: Yeah, I'm sure that sounds great to you all in your fuckin' pimp world and all, but, listen, right now, that's not the *fuckin'* thing you wanna do! You wanna put down that fuckin' gun, and you wanna walk away 'cause I swear to fuckin' God, I'll fuckin' kill you, you stupid fuckin' pimp bitch!
Pimp Lester: Wrong! Only one of us is walking out of here. Guess who?
Joey Gazelle: Oleg, get behind me... Oleg, get behind me!
Teresa Gazelle: Back the fuck off! I will blow you away!
Teresa Gazelle: [Joey is going down on Teresa] No, no, no. Nicky's around.
Joey Gazelle: No, Nicky's busy. Come on, I'll be quick and real quiet. Come on.
Teresa Gazelle: Quiet? I don't think so. Quick, I can believe.
Joey Gazelle: [while frantically driving] Come on! Come on, kid! The fuck? Look at me. Fuck! Come on Oleg, stay with me. Come on. Come on! Come on, kid. We're gonna make it.
Oleg Yugorsky: We're gonna crash!
Pimp Lester: [threatening Oleg with a knife] Now I'm gonna put a smile on your face, boy... cheek to cheek. You're gonna be the happiest little brat in school. Say cheese.
[Divina knocks Lester out from behind]
Divina: Who's laughing now, you fucking gray meat limp dick motherfucker? Mack daddy! Who's macking now, bitch?
Edele: [as Teresa is checking the strange apartment in search of Oleg] Well, it's all about the children, and as you can see, there's no Oleg.
Edele: I really hope that you find him.
Edele: You hear too many stories these days. God only knows if it were our children...
Teresa Gazelle: [after Teresa is led out of the door, she starts barging in] Where are your children's photographs?
Edele: [politely] Excuse me?
Teresa Gazelle: No, photographs. Photographs. If they were your children, you would have at least one photograph somewhere in this apartment...
Edele: This is ridiculous! We only just moved into this place. Everything's in storage.
Edele: Now, I really must ask you to leave! I INSIST!
Teresa Gazelle: [while running to the video room] It's too much. It's like some kind of a lure!
Dez: You're making a mistake...
Edele: Tell her to leave, Dez...
Dez: Ma'am, if you don't leave right now, I am calling the police!
Teresa Gazelle: Call them, CALL THEM! And be sure to mention that you've got two abducted children in the next room! Two children who don't appear in any photographs in this house...
Edele: [Walks up to Teresa] How dare you suggest that we...
Teresa Gazelle: [Teresa suddently points a gun to Edele and Dez] Where's the boy?
Teresa Gazelle: [pause]
Teresa Gazelle: WHERE IS HE?
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: You spill Perello blood, you're deep-six invested.
Joey Gazelle: [On the Ice, about to be hit with slap shots] Don't you do this Frankie. Don't you motherfucking do this! Motherfucker! Don't fucking do this! Don't hurt that motherfucking kid, you fuck!
Perello: [laughing] You fucked up, Joey. You fucked up.
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Watch this kid, see this motherfucker get hit!
Joey Gazelle: [Slap Shot is shot and is going towards him] No!
[Slap Shot hits him, blood pours from his forehead]
Joey Gazelle: Fuck! AHH! You motherfucker, Frankie. You motherfucker. Don't you fucking hurt that fucking kid, you fuck!
Teresa Gazelle: [referring to Nicky's teacher] She said he's always distracted and he never finishes his work, and she wants to get him tested.
Joey Gazelle: Wait, she wants to get him tested? Tested for what?
Teresa Gazelle: I think maybe, uh, attention disorder or something.
Nicky Gazelle: I'm not fucking A.D.D.
Joey Gazelle: Hey! You don't use that word in front of your mother.
Nicky Gazelle: What's wrong with A.D.D.?
Teresa Gazelle: [slapping the back of his head] The other one, smartass! And he don't use that word, period!
Teresa Gazelle: [to Dez] I said back the fuck up, you sick, twisted, motherfucking cunt!
[Outside a strip club]
Nicky Gazelle: Do girls really get naked in there?
Joey Gazelle: You'll find out when you're twenty-one.
Nicky Gazelle: I've seen Mom naked. It's no big deal.
Joey Gazelle: Trust me on this one. It's always a big deal.
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: [handing Joey guns] Take this shit and get rid of it. And do me a favor - don't fuck it up.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: [to Oleg] When I was growing up in Kishinov, we had no VHS, no DVD back then. I remember... I did a job for this friend of my father. I pickpocketed a key off this apparatchik. The man gave me as a reward this children's projector. It came with three films: Speedy Gonzalez, Tarzan of the Apes, and John Wayne in The Cowboys. I watched that thing... a thousand times.
Mila Yugorsky: [offering a plate of pizza] Anzor, it's getting cold.
[Anzor puts his cigarette ash on the food]
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: I was nine years old. I didn't know how long movies were supposed to be. My version of The Cowboys, it was only ten minutes long. No John Wayne getting shot. Because it was for kids, they left that part out. I didn't know this until I arrive in America and see it on TV for the first time. I hate it. I want my eight millimeter back. Because on that one, the Duke lives. Some things were better in the old place. Not too many. Some things.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: The little prick... insults the Duke. He don't eat in this house. You hear me, you little snotface? Stay in your room! Jerk off to your fucking Razors! Faggot!
Joey Gazelle: [upon finding Anzor shot] What the fuck? Where's the kid? Huh? Where's the kid?
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: Fuck him. I'm the one who's shot.
Joey Gazelle: Who is he? Is he still in the house?
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: The little snotfuck ran out back.
Joey Gazelle: Oleg? What are you trying to say? Oleg shot you?
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: What are you, a fucking idiot? I didn't do this to myself.
Joey Gazelle: [talking on the phone] I got to fucking do something about this. I can't have the kid fucking talking to the cops. You understand me? The fucking gun is on the street. This whole fucking goddamn thing is about to fucking blow up. If fucking Tommy or any of those fucking guys find out about it, I'm a dead man. You got to fucking help me.
Joey Gazelle: If I fucking have to!
Julio: Hey, Lester my man. Ouch. Who got over on you, bro?
Pimp Lester: Some puta who's forwarding address is gonna be in ten different zip codes, all of them dumpsters.
Julio: [after Lester takes his gun] Hey, a royal flush put her in my pocket.
Pimp Lester: Three hundred cold puts her in mine.
Joey Gazelle: [after Teresa confesses to killing the pedophiles] Why couldn't you just have taken the kid and left? Why couldn't you just have taken the kid and left?
Teresa Gazelle: I have never seen evil before tonight, Joe. Real fucking evil. Okay? And I know that's not what I see when I look in your eyes.
Joey Gazelle: Thanks a lot, T.
Teresa Gazelle: I'm trying to make a point here.
Joey Gazelle: No, I know the point you're trying to make!
Teresa Gazelle: I did not marry an evil man, okay? I did not marry an evil man. Shady, sleazy, mixed up with the wrong kind of people, but definitely not evil.
Joey Gazelle: I know what you're trying to say, T.
Teresa Gazelle: Do you? I hope so. I have turned my back on a lot of things since we've been married. My eyes are wide open on this one.
Joey Gazelle: You know... I used to know this kid. His old man was a real fucking piece of shit. Always drunk. Always smacking him and his mom around. This kid... he takes his licks and he waits this old fucking prick out. And on the morning of his fourteenth birthday, he walks into his old man's room with a baseball bat and he Mark McGwires the fucking living shit out of him. After that, the old man... he can't even hold a spoon without shaking. He don't remember things too good, either. He's neutralized. Which is a good thing.
Detective Rydell: And you know I will, because I got the toughest mob in the world. I'm the law.
Detective Rydell: I'll have a Mai-Tai on all you Goomba fucks!
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: [to Oleg] Where are you going? You do not walk out on The Duke!
Dez: Geez, Edele. It looks like we picked up a stray. Better get another ice cream cone.
Edele: I think you're right, Papa Bear.
Ski Mask: [while reaching into his jacket] Please...
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: [before he executes him] Tell you what, have a mai tai on me, huh?
[upon walking into his house and finding his father watching TV]
Joey Gazelle: Hey, pops. What are you doing there? Whacking off to the E! Channel again?
Teresa Gazelle: [to Nicky] Go wash up. Those hands are scary.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: What is this?
Mila Yugorsky: Wolfgang Puck. It's your favorite.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: It's thick crust, you damn blyad.
Joey Gazelle: [pulling her aside] Listen to me. That piece... that's not just any hot piece. Tommy used it to burn a dirty cop.
Teresa Gazelle: Oh no, Joe.
Joey Gazelle: Yeah. No, no. Listen. On top of it, that kid's out there right now. The cops are on their way. If they find the gun or they find the kid and he talks, I'm dead.
[Joey slams his hands on the wall]
Joey Gazelle: Fuck!
Teresa Gazelle: Calm down! Calm down. We can get to him. You can get to the gun before the cops do.
Raggedy Man: [to Oleg] Nice gun.
Detective Rydell: [showing his badge] Detective Rydell. Narcotics.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: I already made a statement. I don't know who the shooter was. Fucking niggers all look the same.
Detective Rydell: Yeah. Anzor Yugorsky. Any relation to Ivan Yugorsky?
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: My uncle.
Detective Rydell: The czar of Brighton Beach. I been to his club a couple of times. Nice joint. He even sang a few songs.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: He sings like a fucking toad.
Detective Rydell: Well, Sinatra he's not, but he's a man with a serious reputation. He has a lot of enemies.
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: Bullshit. I told you. It was just some fucking crackhead.
Detective Rydell: Yeah, well, I spoke to the officers on the scene. There was no sign of forced entry, but they did find some interesting shit out back. Six cases of NyQuil, and it ain't even cold season. Now what do you think a search warrant is gonna turn up, huh?
Divina: [pointing a gun at the pharmacist] Beclovent, bitch!
Perello: So, Joe, I just got off the phone with Ivan Yugorsky about this thing with his nephew.
Joey Gazelle: I told you. It's not the fucking piece.
Perello: Look, everybody knows the nephew is a brain fried retrobate.
Joey Gazelle: Yeah, whatever. He's a fucking tweaker piece of shit. And he's cooking meth in his backyard. I know I told you this already, but it's just a matter of time before he blows up the whole fucking neighborhood.
Perello: We notice, but it's a sensitive issue with me and you. Now, I'm in bed with Yugorsky on this gasoline deal. Hey, it's a good deal. I don't want to rock the boat.
Tommy "Tombs" Perello: Aw, fuck that. Fuck those Russian cunts, huh? Pa, it's the fucking narc that's got his dick in our ass.
Perello: Hey, calm down Tommy. You see Joe, the tweaker's got it in his head that maybe you were looking to knock him out of the cooking business and help the boy out. Made a piece available to him.
Joey Gazelle: I would never use a kid to do something like that. Never.
Perello: Alright, alright, look. I made a personal reassurance to Yugorsky that I would have my entire crew in the street out looking for that kid. Now, in the interest of professional harmony, I think we all want to get our stories straight.
Teresa Gazelle: [talking over the phone] Where the hell are you?
Joey Gazelle: Taking care of things.
Teresa Gazelle: Well forget about it because they picked up Oleg at a bus station with some hooker.
Joey Gazelle: Who picked him up? The cops?
Teresa Gazelle: Yeah.
Joey Gazelle: Jesus Christ. This is fucking bullshit.
Teresa Gazelle: Hey...
Joey Gazelle: Fuck!
Teresa Gazelle: Hey! You got Nicky with you?
Joey Gazelle: Yeah, he's right here.
Teresa Gazelle: Then stop using your mouth around him and bring my son home.
Mila Yugorsky: I was prostitute in Moscow. Yugorsky Escort Service offered to bring girls over with promise of big bucks. We would owe $50,000, you know, pay back through work. I take offer, not tell them I'm pregnant. When they find out, they insist I have an abortion. I told them no. They sent Anzor to kill me. Anzor's not a killer. He's not hard man like big Yugorsky. He thinks... he thinks he's, you know, John Wayne. Must do right thing. He goes against his uncle. He tells big man Yugorsky he will pay off my debt. His uncle refuses, tells him he will send others to kill me to set example. So Anzor make me wife. Big man Yugorsky can't kill his nephew's wife. But he tells Anzor to leave Little Odessa. He's no longer working for Yugorsky family.
Joey Gazelle: [holding her at gunpoint while she holds her baby] Now you listen to me, Conchita. You listen to me real good. I don't want to hurt Manny.
Joey Gazelle: All right? I don't want to hurt him, but he has something that belongs to me. A gun. Do you know anything about a gun?
Conchita: No, no. It's block 5, number 607. That's where he is.
Joey Gazelle: Okay. Now listen to me. We are now on what we call the honor system. You comprende? You understand what I'm saying?
Joey Gazelle: Okay. You don't call Manny. You don't tell Manny I'm coming. You don't warn him for anything because if you do, I'm gonna come back here!
Joey Gazelle: Hey, you Manny?
Julio: Manny? Nah. He's upstairs. What you want with him?
Joey Gazelle: Business.
Julio: If he owes you any money, forget about it. I just cleaned the cabron out.
Joey Gazelle: Remember me?
Julio: Who in the fuck are you?
Joey Gazelle: You got something that belongs to me; a snub nose .38. You just scored it off of Manny in a card game. I need it back.
Joey Gazelle: Hey, Nick. Throw me some bread.
[Nicky goes to hand Joey bread when a bullet comes through their window]
Joey Gazelle: Oh, shit! Get down! Get down!
[crawls on the floor over to Nicky and Teresa]
Joey Gazelle: Are you okay? You okay? Nick?
Teresa Gazelle: Jesus, Joe. What the hell?
Joey Gazelle: Stay here. Motha Fucka. Mother Fucker! I'm gonna kill that fuckin piece a shit.
[runs to the closet to get his gun]
Joey Gazelle: You Russian piece a shit!
Pimp Lester: You want to study for your G.E.D.? Here.
[Lester repeatedly smashes Divina's head with her book, which causes her to break his headlight]
Pimp Lester: [forcing her head into the broken headlight] Look what you done to my fucking ride, bitch.
Divina: [pleading] It's just been six weeks, baby. Please. I only been taking one class... one class, two hours a week. I still got time to be pulling tricks.
Pimp Lester: Three fucking G's I fined you for these fucking airbags and what do I get in return? Fucking night school?
Divina: I'll quit.
Pimp Lester: I'm super proud of you for showing some initiative. Maybe I'll even come to your graduation. But first you're gonna give me back my property!