Bernice: What you want for dinner?
Odell: You mean, what do I want, or what do I want that you can cook?
Bernice: Well, in that case, where are you taking me?
Odell: Yeah, what do you want to have?
Bernice: You mean, what do I want, or what do I want that you can afford?
Phil: I mean, I didn't want to be like Ernie Banks. I wanted to be Ernie Banks.
Ed: Mr. Cub.
Phil: And it never really dawned on me that he was Black.
Ed: Wrist hitter.
Phil: I was, you know, seven years old. And he was just... Ernie Banks. He was my hero.
Ed: All in the wrists.
Phil: There weren't any Black people in my town. At least I don't think there were.
Ed: Mr. Cub.
Basketball Player: Funny-lookin' motherfucker, but he can shoot, can't he?
Fly: (about Harlem) I'd rather be a cockroach on a baseboard up here than the Emperor of Mississippi.
Virgil: Nighttime is promise, brother. You make deals in the night. Pay all you've got for what you can't see and when sun come up. Illuminate: we been cheated again.
