绿皮书 Green Book (2018)【完整台词】

- Yeah?
- Oleg told me what you did.

What I do?

You stole a jade
stone from the store.

- No I didn't.
- He watched you do it.

I didn't steal no stone.

You picked it up and you
put it in your pocket.

I picked up a rock up off the ground.
I didn't steal from the box.

Now why would you
pick up a rock off the ground?

I don't know.

'Cause that ain't stealing.
Just a regular rock.

And why would you
want a regular rock?

To have.

- For luck maybe.
- A lucky rock.

- Yeah.
- Let me see it.

Take it back and pay for it.

I told you that Kraut was a sneak. Rats
me out for something I didn't even do.

Pay for the stone, Tony,
you'll feel better.

I feel fine.

And I ain't paying for no
regular rock I found in the dirt.

Do not drive, Mr. Vallelonga.

Put it back.

- You feel better?
- No.

If you'd like, Tony, I would happily
buy you that stone.

Don't bother. You took
all the fun out of it.

Excuse me, Sir.

- I'm with the band.
- You're all set up.

- This isn't the piano, right?
- That's it.

It ain't a Steinway.

So what?

Dr. Shirley only plays on Steinway-brand
pianos. It's in his written contract.

- Who's Dr. Shirley?
- Dr. Shirley...

the Don Shirley Trio?

They're playing tonight.

- Does it really matter?
- Yeah, it does, to this contract.

Come on man, these coons can play on
anything you put in front of them.

But it's a piece of shit.

And there is garbage in there.

- So, take it out.
- What'd you say?

You heard me.

Hey, you got 2-3 hours.
Just get a clean Steinway in here.

- There ain't no Steinway on campus.
- Not my problem.

I bet there is not two Steinway
in the whole state of Indiana.

I guess you better
move your ass then.

Who do you think you're
talking to, grease ball?

Dear Dolores... This morning I had
steak and eggs. For breakfast.

The band has been playing at very
ritzy joints.

Dr. Shirley and I are getting
along pretty good, but sometimes

I think he gets sad and
that's why he drinks too much.

I never knew how very beautiful this
country was. Now that I'm seeing it I know.

You wouldn't believe how beautiful nature
is, it is as beautiful as they say.

And the traffic out here in the country
is nothing, which is fine by me.

“Right now I'm eating
spaghetti and meatballs in a

diner that tastes like
ketchup on Chinese noodles.

“We are heading down south now...
I will write you

another letter when we get down south.
I love you.

- Your husband Tony. P.S.
- Kiss the kids for me.

You got any family, Doc?

- Not really.
- Not really?

Either you do or you don't.

It's a long story, Tony.

What, we're in a hurry now?

Let's hear it.

I have a brother somewhere.

We used to get together
once in a while... but it

got more and more
difficult to stay in touch.

Curse of being a musician I guess.

Always on the road

like a carnival worker.

Or a criminal.

Took quite a toll on my marriage as
well.

- You're married?
- Was.

June, good person.

Terrible grammar,
but a kind soul.

- You'll quite like her.
- June?

Like month?

Unfortunately, I couldn't do a
husband act and a concert pianist act.

Couldn't seem to manage both worlds.

Kentucky Fried Chicken.

In Kentucky! When's
that ever gonna happen?!

- Hey, you want some?
- I'm fine. Thank you Tony.

I think this is the best Kentucky
Fried Chicken I ever had.

But I guess it's fresher
down here, right?

I don't think I've ever met
anyone with your appetite.

No, I bought the bucket
so you could have some.

I've never had fried
chicken in my life.

Who you bulletin? You people love the fried
chicken, the grits, the colored greens

I love it, too.

The negro cooks used to make
it all time when I was in the army.

You have a very narrow
assessment of me, Tony.

Yeah right? I'm good.

No, you're not good, you're bad.

I'm saying, just because other Negros
enjoy certain types of music, it

doesn't mean I have to. Nor do we
all have to eat the same kind food.

Wait a minute. If you said all guineas
like pizza and spaghetti and meatballs

- I'm not gonna get insulted.
- Well, you're missing the point.

For you to make the
assumption that every Negro...

- Hey, you want some or not?
- No.

Here. Come on.

- Tell me that don't smell good?
- It smells okay

I prefer not to
get grease on my blanket.

Ooh, I'm gonna get grease on my blankie.
Come on, have a piece.

It ain't gonna kill ya.
Come on. Take it easy.

- No.
- Take it.

- I'm gonna throw it in the back.
- Don't you dare.

- Then you better take it.
- How? Do you have plates? Or utensils?

Bah fongool! Eat it
with your hands,

- that's how you're supposed to.
- I can't do that.

Eat it. Come on. Take it. I gotta drive.
Ten and two on the wheels.

Take it. Take it. Come on.

There you go.

- I can't do this Tony.
- Eat the goddamn thing.

Jesus.

What, no good?

Just seems...

so unsanitary.

Who gives a shit?

Just relax and enjoy it.

My father used to say,

whatever you do, do
it a hundred percent.

When you work, work,
when you laugh, laugh,

when you eat, eat like
it's your last meal.

You want another piece?
Here, have a breast.

Delicious.

Take it. There you go.

What do we do about the bones?

We do this.

This is what we do.

There you go.

What's the big deal with that?
Squirrels will eat it anyway.

This can't be right.

Says right here.

Cozy as your own home.

Place looks like my ass.

This is the place.

Square one please.

- Just this one?
- Thank you.

Hey... Uh...

If you need anything, I'll be right
up the street at the Easton Inn.

Thank you Tony.

- Hey Floyd, we ready?
- Tulley, I can't play, my problem.

Hey, fancy-pants, you wanna play?

- I beg your pardon.
- Come on brother, we short in men.

I... I'd rather not.

What, you too high and mighty?

He's just afraid of getting
that butler uniform all that dusty!

I'm just...

I'm on my way out
to meet a friend.

Yeah, thanks for nothing?

- Floyd, come on man.
- Shut your ass up man, leave me alone.

Vacation without aggravation.

Delightful dinners for particular people.

- Yeah?
- Get up! It's George. Get up.

Tony come on. Hurry up!

Dr. Shirley's in trouble.

I went out for a drink,
I walk into this bar,

and Dr Shirley's in there
getting bounced around!

I didn't want to leave him,
but I didn't know what to do!

Who let him out of his cage? And
they put that little tie on him too?

Who you are dressed out?

Get your hands off him.

What in the good goddamn
we got here, fellas?

Hand him over, we walk
out, won't be a problem.

I just wanted a drink Tony.

Hey, I told you, we'll
leave. Not a big deal.

Come on.

He ain't going nowhere, we need a
Brillo pad to wash them dishes with.

Listen assholes, do yourself
a favor and let him go.

Now!

Say it nice.

I just said it nice.

This boy's gonna get
what he's got coming to him.

And you... you
ain't got no say!

Maybe.

But, whatever happens
here, I'm gonna put a

bullet right in the middle
of your thick skull.

He ain't got no gun, Ray.

He's fulla shit.

What if he ain't?

Well, I sure ain't.

And I ain't about to let this
come to pass in my place.