Money Talks (1997) Poster

(1997)

Charlie Sheen: James Russell

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  • James Russell : I want some answers!

    Franklin Hatchett : Hey man, me and Guy just down here, checkin' out some fly rides, and mackin' some hos and chillin'.

    James Russell : Imagine that. It's like a G-Dog on a fly tip. Flossin' wit da posse. Cuttin' in da crib. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?

    Franklin Hatchett : Man, I don't wanna have to beat yo ass, but I will *beat* *yo* *ass*!

  • James Russell : Don't say anything about my fiance's weight. She's sensitive.

    Franklin Hatchett : Man you must have one of them fat assed, Taco Bell, McDonalds eatin' big booty-assed girls.

  • [Franklin Hatchett is wearing James Russell's favorite suit] 

    James Russell : You fuck up the suit, we've got a problem.

    Franklin Hatchett : Fuck the suit, we've already got a problem!

  • Franklin Hatchett : Hey, man... Me and Guy just down here checkin' out some fly rides, mackin' some hoes, and chillin'...

    James Russell : Imagine that... It's like a G-Dogg on a fly tip flossin' with the posse, cuttin' in the crib... WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?

  • James Russell : Quite an operation you've got, tell me what is going on here?

    Franklin Hatchett : I'm a business man, Man, what the fuck you think is going on...?

    James Russell : Cut! Cut. You can't use that kind of language on TV.

    Franklin Hatchett : What language? What you talkin' 'bout?

    James Russell : Fuck.

    Franklin Hatchett : Fuck what?

    James Russell : You cannot say Fuck on television!

    Franklin Hatchett : Man, fuck that man, you're the one who came down here so don't tell me how to talk. Hurry this up I got shit to do.

  • James Russell : I need this for sweeps week!

    Franklin Hatchett : Sweeps week? Man fuck sweeps week, my life's on the line and you're talking about a damn broom!

  • James Russell : If you try anything fucked up or funny, I swear to God I will kill you myself.

    Franklin Hatchett : Just like you did back on the dock, huh? (Mocking laugh) I will beat your ass.

    James Russell : You ain't beatin' shit, homes.

  • Franklin Hatchett : Whatever man, look I'll hook up the hair, but I ain't touching the earring 'cause I'm still a player!

    James Russell : Fine! I gotta make a phone call.

    [Mutters] 

    James Russell : And I don't think there's any hot water left.

    Franklin Hatchett : What? WHAT? Punk-ass white boy. This tub better be clean.

  • James Russell : Hey hey, Barclay, it's James. How you doing? Listen to me, I've got Franklin Hatchett.

    Barclay : Russell, don't play games with me. Words like that give me a stiffy and at my age I can not afford to waste them.

  • James Russell : Good evening. James Russell, Channel 12 news, I'm doing a report on local night clubs in the area, I'd like to ask you a few questions.

    Doorman : Aw, you're the invstigative reporter.

    James Russell : Why yes I am.

    Doorman : Get the fuck out of here!

  • Barclay : Who gives a rat's ass about some two bit hustler?

    James Russell : The people getting ripped off by this two bit hustler give a rat's ass.

  • James Russell : Please do something about that hair of yours.

    Franklin Hatchett : My 'do is tight.

    James Russell : Well every cop in the city is looking for that tight 'do.

  • Franklin Hatchett : James had a lot of women. Actually, he had all the women.

    James Russell : All the women, all the guys, I fucked 'em all!

  • James Russell : Cut! Fucking cut!

  • Barclay : [watching Russell's report on Franklin's hustle and subsequent arrest]  That's some hard hitting stuff, Russell. John Tesh school of journalism.

    James Russell : Oh, come on, just watch it one more time.

    Barclay : Why should I? Nobody else will. Who gives a rat's ass about some two-bit hustler?

    James Russell : The people getting ripped off by this two-bit hustler give a rat's ass.

    Barclay : Russ, you're just another walking headshot, aren't you? Another pretty boy wanker masquerading as a reporter.

    James Russell : I don't need this. I don't need this bullshit.

    Barclay : Okay, well this is the skinny, mate, you're fired. Have your stuff out by Monday.

    [the phone rings; he answers] 

    Barclay : Barclay, be brief.

    [sees Russell still standing there] 

    Barclay : What part of you're fired don't you understand?

    [to person on phone] 

    Barclay : No, not you, you asshole, I'm talking to somebody else.

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