绿皮书 Green Book (2018)【完整台词】

- You the lawyer?
- No.

Well you should call one.
We're taking your Auntie in.

For what?

Manager caught him
and the other guy...

Can't we get the cuffs off him, let him
put his pants on? We talk about this?

Sure we could. But we ain't.

OK, look, we're out of
here tomorrow morning...

you'll never see us again. There's gotta
be something due to work this out.

What if, uh, you let him go, and I
give you something to thank you?

- You bribing us?
- No. Hell no. A gift.

- A thank you.
- What kind of thank you?

Like... a donation to the police force.
To you guys.

Whatever you want.

You like suits?

I was walking through your nice town today,
and I seen a store that was selling suits.

Primo suits.

What if... as a thank you... a
donation... I buy you each a suit?

You get all dressed up, you take
the wife out for dinner.

I mean... Guys like you, you
work hard, you deserve it.

They were wrong for the way they
treated me, and you rewarded them.

I was hired to get you from one show to the
next. How I do it shouldn't matter to you.

- I just wish you hadn't paid them off.
- I did what I had to do.

You know, if this got out
it would kill your career.

OK. Tony.

I need you to stop it with your phony
altruism and concern for my career.

What the hell does that mean?

You were only thinking
about yourself back there

because you know if I miss a show,
it comes out of your pocket book.

Of course I don't want you to miss
a show, you ungrateful bastard!

You think I'm doing
this for my health?

Tonight I saved your ass, so show
a little appreciation... Maybe?

Besides, I told you never
to go nowhere without me!

I assumed you would want
this to be the exception.

Want me to get some makeup or
something before the show?

No I'm fine.

- You sure? Bruise kindda shrugs.
- I said I'm fine.

Okay.

Tony Lip?

Dominic. The hell you
guys doing here?

Brooklyn sent us down...
take care of a few things.

I am working here.

Sorry Doc, they are some
friends from New York.

Hey, you get Dr Shirley's luggage?
Alright.

Called his room. He'll be
down in a minute.

- Hey Doc.
- Where are you off to?

Just going downstairs.
To have a drink.

Tony...

I think you're doing
a wonderful job.

So...

I would like to formally offer you
the position of my road manager.

With the title...

also comes more responsibility but

that also means a raise in pay.

No. No. No, thanks.

I mean, we agreed on a hundred and
twenty-five a week, plus expenses.

That's our deal. Right?

I ain't goin' nowhere, Doc. I was
just goin' down to tell 'em.

Tony...

I'm sorry about last night.

Don't worry about it.

I been working nightclubs in
the New York city my whole life...

I know it's...

complicated world.

So, where'd you learn
how to play like that?

My mother.

Your mother... Really?

She taught me how to
play in an old spinet.

Soon as I could walk.

Travel around the Florida panhandle...

Put on my little shows
and perishes in halls...

Fortunately a man who
had seen me play

arranged for me to study at the
Leningrad Conservatory of Music.

I was the first Negro
ever accepted there.

So that's where they taught
you all them songs you play?

Actually, I was trained
to play classical music.

Brahms, Franz Liszt,
Beethoven, Chopin...

it's all I ever wanted to play.

But I was persuaded by my record company to
pursue a career in popular music instead.

They insisted that
audiences would never

accept a negro pianist
on the classical stage.

Wanted to turn me into just
another “colored entertainer.”

You know the guy who...

smoking while he's playing, sets a glass of
whiskey on his piano and then he complains

because he's not respected
like Arthur Rubinstein.

You don't see Arthur Rubenstein putting
a glass of whiskey on his piano.

I don't know...

I think if you stuck to that classic
stuff it would've been a big mistake.

A mistake? Performing the music I
trained my entire life to play?

Trained? What are you, a seal?

People love what you do.

Anyone can sound like Beethoven or
Joe Pan or them other guys you said.

But your music, what you do...

Only you can do that.

Thank you Tony.

But... not everyone can play
Chopin...

not like I can.

The trees have shed
their leafy clothing

and their colors have faded
to grays and browns.

I saw a millions of trees all dusted
with snow just like out of a fairy tale.

Oh, he's so expressive.

Gotta admit, Lip's letters...

- They are not bad.
- Oh well! It's in the family.

They say our great,
great, great grandfather

helped Da Vinci with
the Sixteen Chapel.

You mean Michelangelo?

Right.

What is Michelangelo have
to do with writing letters?

- I'm just saying, we're an arty family.
- I would count the hours...

minutes... and seconds...
until you are in my arms.

Love you, Tony.

P.S. KISS THE KIDS.

- John.
- Yeah?

I want a letter.

Yeah, as soon as you make a meal.

Eyes on the road.

Tony.

Alright everybody! Let's
give a finest Louisiana

welcome to Don Shirley and
the Don Shirley Trio!

Your mother's ass... piece of shit.

Hell's this guy doing?

Son of a bitch.

License and papers?

Am I glad to see you.

We had a turn off from main road...
and uh, now we're lost.

- Step out of the car.
- What I do?

Out of the car.

Why you on this road?

I told you, we had to make
a detour and we got lost.

And why you driving him?

He's my boss.

He can't be out here at night.
This is a sundown town.

What's that?

- Get him out of the car. Check his I.D.
- Come on, it's pouring rain sir.

I can just get it right
here through the window.

Get him out of the car!

- Come on.
- Get out now! Get out!

You got ID?

How you say this last name?

Vallelonga.

'Hell kind of name is that?

It's Italian.

Oh, now I see. That's why you
driving him around.

You half a nigger yourself.

Hands in the air, now, now!

Excuse me.

Excuse me, sirs.

I understand why my
associate is being held,

but what exactly am I
being charged with?

You seem like reasonable men.

Perhaps you could let me out so that we
could discuss the situation further?

Just put the apple butter away, boy.
You ain't goin' nowhere no time soon.

- You cannot hold me without cause!
- Well I got cause.

'Cause you let the sun
set on your black ass!

I want to speak to my
lawyer, I want my call!

This is a flagrant
violation of my rights!

You know...

He does have... rights.

Give the negro his goddamn phone call.
You happy?

You know a lawyer? Call him.

As my mother always said, “What
kind of brand new fool are you?!”

Look at them over there.

Take a good look at the officer you hit.
Look at him.

He's over there having a grand
old time, chatting up his pals

enjoying a nice cup of coffee.
And where are you?

In here, with me,
who did nothing.

Yet I'm the one who's
pays the price.

I'm the one who's gonna
miss the Birmingham show.

Hey, I'm losing a lot of money,
too, if you don't play Birmingham.

So that little temper
tantrum... was it worth it?

You don't win with violence,
Tony, you win when you

maintain your dignity.
Dignity always prevails.

And tonight, because
of you, we did not.

I wouldn't touch that mattress Doc.

No sir.

No. No I'm not sir.

Yes, sir, he's right
here, yes sir.

- Yes sir.
- Give me.

Chief Pratt... who's this?
Bull-oney.

Yes sir.

I can hear it now, Governor.