Dean Solomon: So... you're a janitor?
James: That's right. I'm a black man so I must be a janitor. Motherfucking racist-ass stereotyper.
Dean Solomon: It's just, you're... wearing a janitor's outfit.
James: Oh. So a black man can't just go in a thrift shop and buy a janitor's outfit 'cause he find it comfortable on his nuts.
Dean Solomon: No, he can. Especially a black man.
John Solomon: What do you do?
James: I'm a janitor.
Quotes from Chi McBride movies and TV shows
Barry: If you lie to me I cut your genitalia and put it in shoe box.
Tommy B. Jordan: Look, it's my ass if you take that.
Art Jeffries: Then don't tell anyone.
Olive Snook: Yesterday, a farrier named Lucas Shoemaker was found dead. Trampled.
Emerson Cod: Why should I care about a dude that sells fur coats?
Olive Snook: Not a furrier, a farrier. Heir.
Emerson Cod: Fair-rier?
Olive Snook: It's a blacksmith. Puts shoes on horses.
Emerson Cod: Don't try to act like that's a word everybody knows.
Emerson Cod: What got thee to a nunnery?
Olive Snook: Oh, Emerson. You really want to know?
Emerson Cod: Not especially. That was just my attempt at polite wee talk. Moment's passed, so let's talk compensation.
Joe Mulroy: You better be careful. You know those flight attendants ain't like regular women, Viktor. They're flying back and forth between all those time-zones kinda messes with their biological clock or something. Always ready for sex. Why do you think they can't stop smiling?
Joe Mulroy: Buddy, I think you been spending too much time inhaling them cleaning products.