Circle (II) (2015)
Mustafa Speaks: The African American Man
Quotes
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The Soldier : All right, everybody vote for the black guy.
The African American Man : Wait what? Fuck y'all man!
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The African American Man : Hey, hey, I got an idea. How about we uh... How about we kill all the black people next, yeah?
The Lawyer : What are you talking about? Don't play the race card, man. This is all just fucking chance.
The African American Man : Yeah? Right. That's why most of us are dead, right?
The Asian Kid : It's every man for himself in here.
The Atheist : Yeah, you need to shut up with this racism stuff, okay? Nobody gives a shit around here.
The African American Man : I give a shit around here. Look, I'm just saying, I'm not fucking next, all right? Y'all done reached your minority quota. That's fair.
The Atheist : This guy. Man, you see anything fair going on in here? This is the exact fucking opposite of fair.
The African American Man : Okay. We'll see.
Bruce : [notices the African American man is looking at him] Don't look at me, man. You started this shit.
The African American Man : Come on, man. You know I'm right, bro. Think about it. They'll kill each and every one of us off until there's none of us left.
The Husband : Come on, man. There's plenty of white people that are dead too.
The African American Man : Come on, man. There's plenty more still alive too.
The Doctor : What exactly are you trying to do with this. Make yourself a target? Because that's exactly what you're doing.
The Asian Kid : Yeah, real smart. You see me uh.. counting Asians.
The African American Man : Well, maybe you should try.
The Lawyer : Don't fall for this racism bullshit. He's just trying to save his own ass.
The African American Man : You damn right, you uptight asshole. So what?
The Lawyer : So, what, you feel like you deserve a free pass because you're fucking black? Nobody cares.
The Atheist : Exactly. Nobody gives a shit.
The African American Man : I ain't talking to your stupid ass.
The Atheist : I'm trying to help you, bro!
The African American Man : You shut the fuck up talking to me, man.
The Asian Kid : It's not gonna fucking help you in here.
The African American Man : Right, 'cause it usually helps me out there, right?
The Cop : Here we go. Let's all feel bad for the black guy. 'cause he had to struggle so much more than we did.
Bruce : All right, just drop it.
The Cop : Like you people don't get enough help.
The African American Man : What the fuck you just say?
The Cop : You guys are all the same. You run around, you just want people to hand you things like you fucking earned it. That's what's wrong with this country now. Socialist bullshit. What? You want some reparations too? I mean, Jesus Christ, give me a fucking break around here!
[the cop gets voted]
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The College Guy : Now, where were we?
The Asian Kid : Wait. Who's next in line?
The College Guy : [to a lady with a hat] Her with the hat?
The Cancer Survivor : Who, me?
The Asian Kid : Yeah. How old are you.
The Cancer Survivor : 52.
The Doctor : That's not old.
The College Guy : Old enough.
Bruce : Hey, we said 70 or 80,not 50.
The Asian Kid : What's the difference?
Bruce : That's a big difference.
The Asian Kid : Come on, lady. You're not 52. how old are you?
The Tattooed Man : Don't lie.
The Cancer Survivor : I'm 52.
The College Guy : Bullshit
The African American Man : Yeah. Why is your hair so white?
The Cancer Survivor : Chemotherapy. I had cancer.
The Asian Kid : Arent you supposed to be bald, then?
The College Guy : What kind of cancer?
The Cancer Survivor : Breast cancer.
The College Guy : So you're dying then.
The Cancer Survivor : No. It's in remission. I'm better now.
The College Guy : Are you sure?
The Cancer Survivor : Yeah. I beat it.
The College Guy : It could come back, though.
The Translator : What the fuck is wrong with you?
The College Guy : I'm just saying, she's more likely to die than the rest of us.
The Doctor : That's not true.
The African American Man : What are you, a doctor, lady?
The Doctor : Actually, yes, I am, asshole.
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The Atheist : [after the one arm man says that they should all volunteer] so mass suicide, then? That's great. Let's do that.
The Rich Man : Hey, kid, you still wanna volunteer?
The One-Armed Man : No.
Shaun : Yes.
The Lawyer : You're a fucking hero, kid, you know that?
Shaun : Yeah, right.
The Lawyer : No, I'm serious. Look, if I make it out of here, I'm naming my next kid after you.
The Lawyer : [as Shaun volunteers] thanks Scott.
The Rich Man : Thank you, Scott.
The One-Armed Man : Fucking assholes. You knew his name was Shaun.
The Lawyer : Whatever. The kids a hero.
The Asian Kid : He bought us two minutes. Somebody toss him a heart.
The Soldier : All right, enough.
[Notices how everyone is looking at him]
The Soldier : What? What are you looking at me for? You think it should be me? I was in Afghanistan for the past two years risking my life to keep the rest of you safe. I just got back two days ago. I was on my way to see my family. I got a seven month old... who doesn't even know who I am. My wife... I haven't seen my wife in... I'm not fucking dying in here. I'm not. I'm going home to them.
The Cancer Survivor : Don't worry. I'm not voting for you.
The Teenage Girl : Me neither.
The African American Man : Yeah, we're gonna get out of here, man.
The Asian Kid : Yeah, sure we are.
The African American Man : Come on, man.
The Asian Kid : No, you come on, man. He knows the truth. We all do let's just accept it.
[Someone tells him to stop]
The Asian Kid : You're gonna die dude. We all are.
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The Husband : What about volunteers?
The African American Man : What?
Pretty Girl : Volunteers?
The Husband : [the Asian kid calls him nuts] I don't know. maybe someone wants to step forward.
Guy : I'll do it.
The Cancer Survivor : Why?
The Lawyer : Now wait a minute. He doesn't have to tell you or anybody else why. He's volunteered. That's enough.
The Cancer Survivor : Well I wanna know why.
The Lawyer : Lady, it's none of your business.
Bruce : Hey, let him answer.
The Cancer Survivor : Why.
Guy : I guess I just don't wanna kill anyone.
The One-Armed Man : How old are you?
Guy : 16.
The One-Armed Man : No someone else
The Lawyer : What do you mean, someone else?
The One-Armed Man : He's a fucking kid, man.
The Lawyer : He's 16. that's old enough.
The One-Armed Man : Old enough to what, to die?
The Lawyer : To make your own decisions.
The One-Armed Man : He's a stupid kid. He doesn't know any better.
The Lawyer : I don't care. If you volunteer, you volunteer. It's his choice. If he wants to die
The Oldest Man : Yeah, yeah, that's right. If someone wants to volunteer, we should respect that, no matter who it is. Son, what's your name.
Guy : I'm Shaun.
The Oldest Man : Shaun. Are you sure you wanna volunteer?
The Pilot : No! I'll do it. It's fine.
[He steps off and gets eliminated]
The Oldest Man : Well, this Is gonna be easier if we can get a few volunteers.
The One-Armed Man : Easier for who you?
The Oldest Man : Look, we gotta take control of the... The situation, and this is the best way.
The Lawyer : I mean, hey, if we're all gonna die, it might as well be on our own terms.
The One-Armed Man : Yeah, yeah, that'll teach those fucking aliens.
The Husband : [sarcastically] Hey, we're doing what we can, man.
The Lawyer : Yeah, it's the best idea we got.
The One-Armed Man : Then you volunteer.
The Lawyer : I don't see you stepping forward.
The One-Armed Man : We should all step forward. I mean everybody but her.
[to the little girl]
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The Soldier : You're fucking pathetic man. You'd kill a kid to save your own life?
The Rich Man : Yeah, that's right. I want to live, just like you.
The Soldier : No, not just like me. I wouldn't do that.
The Rich Man : Oh, yeah, well, we'll see what you do when it's your ass on the line.
The Soldier : No, I don't think you will.
The Rich Man : What's that supposed to mean? Huh? What, y-y- You're gonna kill me now? Why? Because I want to live, huh? I'm.. I'm a fucking bad person because I don't want to fucking die in here? You know what? Fine. You want to play games? I'l play your game. I say we get rid of both of them right now, starting with the kid! That gives us all a chance to walk out of here alive. Now, I know I'm not the only one in here that wants to do that.
The Bearded Man : He's right. There's 15 of us left. All we need is six to even the playing field.
The One-Armed Man : This isn't a game.
The Bearded Man : No, it's not. But you decided to make it a game when you show sides. Well, we chose. We just chose the side that said everyone in here is equal. No one's special. You of all people should understand that.
The Rich Man : Hey, you. Don't you love your wife
The Husband : Of course, I do.
The Rich Man : Well, well, don't you want to give her a chance to get out of here? Huh? How's that going to happen if you're on their side?
The Bearded Man : Listen to him. If you choose their side, you're just sentencing your wife to death. Our way will give her a chance to live.
The Rich Man : Right.
The Husband : Yeah, yeah, b-but...
The Rich Man : But nothing! Do you want to save her or not?
The Husband : Okay, okay, fine! We're in!
The African American Man : Me, too.
The Soldier : What?
The African American Man : Well, he... He's right.
The Soldier : What?
The Bearded Man : Okay, that's, uh, that's five. We just need three more.
The Rich Man : Everybody vote for the kid.
The Soldier : We're voting for you. Come on, people! Don't you want to live?
The African American Man : [Rich man ties with the little girl] All right, make them tie again. They'll both die. Thats fair.
The Rich Man : What?
The Bearded Man : He's right. We'll take that trade.
The Rich Man : What? W-what are you doing?
The Soldier : Don't do it! She's just a kid!
The Rich Man : Jesus Christ!
[Gets eliminated]
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The Soldier : [after the one arm man has been eliminated] All right, what the hell just happened?
The Cancer Survivor : What does that mean?
The African American Man : It means the tables have turned, bitch.
The Bearded Man : People are starting to see things clearly.
The Soldier : Who did that?
The African American Man : G.I. Joe next. He's the leader of the pack. Kill him first, the rest'll cave.
The Bearded Man : Great idea. There's only 13 of us left. We only need seven.
The Cancer Survivor : What do we do?
The African American Man : There's nothing you can do. We've got the majority now.
The Soldier : Let's vote for her.
Wife : What?
The Soldier : He wants to protect her? Let's put him to the test.
The Husband : Hey, hey, hey. Wait a minute, okay?
The Soldier : Everybody do it. He'll switch.
The Husband : No, wait. Give me a second. Be reasonable, man.
The Soldier : I am being reasonable. You wanna give your wife a chance?
The Husband : Yeah.
The Soldier : Then do the right thing. Otherwise she's got 30 seconds to live.
Wife : No!
The Bearded Man : There's no right thing in here.
The Soldier : Yes there is. We all know it. Listen, you kill me, you'll die and she'll die next. We all know that.
The Husband : Come on... .
The Soldier : Do you love your wife or not?
Wife : [crying to her husband] Come on, please!
The Husband : Fuck, okay, yes, I'll switch! Just fucking pick somebody else!
The Bearded Man : Wait, wait, wait.
The Soldier : Allright, everybody vote for the black guy.
The African American Man : Wait, what? Fuck y'all, man!
[He gets eliminated]
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The African American Man : [after the rich man is eliminated] Fuck. What just happened?
The One-Armed Man : You lost, assholes.
The African American Man : Fuck you. Why didn't they tie?
The Husband : Yeah, that doesn't make sense, why did they tie the first time and not the second?
The Bearded Man : Because somebody changed their vote.
The Husband : Who?
The Bearded Man : Why don't you ask your wife?
The Husband : It was you?
Wife : No. I mean, yes, but...
The Bearded Man : Why'd you switch?
Wife : I didn't, I just didn't vote the second time. I couldn't. I'm sorry.
The Soldier : Right. Because you're a good person.
The Husband : Hey, stay out of this, okay?
The Bearded Man : Look, listen, lady, nobody said this was going to be easy, but it needs to be done.
The African American Man : Yeah, listen, they both can't live anyway.
The Bearded Man : He's right. One of them is going to have to die eventually. We need to band together, otherwise they're gonna win.
The One-Armed Man : There's no winning here man. We all lose, okay? And that's fine. We've had plenty of time to accept that. There's only one thing left that we can do, and that's go out of here with some dignity. And maybe we can maybe we can save two people instead of one.
The Husband : [referring to the pregnant woman] He's not talking about her. He's talking about getting R-I-D of the K-I-D sooner rather than later.
The One-Armed Man : Think she can spell.
The Bearded Man : We just need to get this over with. Rip the Band-Aid off. Why drag it out?
The One-Armed Man : You're outnumbered, man.
The Soldier : That's right. It's over.
The Bearded Man : Okay. You wanna live, right?
Pretty Girl : Yeah. But I don't...
The Bearded Man : Wanna kill a little kid. It's okay. Fine, everybody vote for the guy with one arm.
The One-Armed Man : Oh, please, man.
The Bearded Man : No, no, no, listen, listen. We get rid of him, it'll even things out, and we'll actually have more time to talk about this.
The Bearded Man : There's nothing left to talk about.
The Soldier : Hey, man, listen, you're just trying to buy yourself more time.
The Bearded Man : I'm trying to buy everybody some time.
[the one arm man gets eliminated]
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The Husband : [after the lawyer has been eliminated] What if he had a point.
The One-Armed Man : Just drop it already.
The Husband : No, no, not about the gay stuff. I mean, what if one of us dies, the one they want, and this all ends?
The Asian Kid : Jesus, we just keep going in circles.
The One-Armed Man : Why would they single one of us out.
The Bearded Man : We have a problem.
The Soldier : What?
The Bearded Man : Well, this guy said that one of us might make it out of here alive, right?
Eric : Yeah.
The Bearded Man : Because we can't vote for ourselves.
Eric : Right.
The Bearded Man : Well, I'd like to know what's gonna happen when there's only two people left.
The Soldier : What do you mean?
The Bearded Man : If there's only two people left, you can only vote for the other person.
The Translator : Shit, they would tie.
The Bearded Man : And they would both die.
Eric : No. No, no, no. Not necessarily. One person doesn't have to vote.
The African American Man : What?
The Soldier : A sacrifice.
Eric : Yes.
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Pretty Girl : [about when there will only be two people left] What does that mean.
Eric : It means that if it comes down to one of us and one of them, we don't vote. Somebody would have to sacrifice themself to save the other.
The African American Man : Yeah, right. And who would do that?
The One-Armed Man : I would.
Bruce : Sure you would.
The One-Armed Man : I would, wouldn't you.
Bruce : I really don't know what I would do.
The One-Armed Man : Let's hope it doesn't come down to you, then.
The Doctor : At least he's being honest.
The Asian Kid : And hear the truth gets you killed.
The Doctor : In here everything gets you killed.
The Cancer Survivor : We should pick someone we can trust.
The Translator : We can't trust anyone in here. I think we know that by now.
The Bearded Man : Well, somebody's gonna have to do it. We should decide.
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The Rich Man : What do you do?
The Pregnant Girl : What?
The One-Armed Man : Come on, man.
The Rich Man : Hey, it's a fair question.
The Pregnant Girl : What do you mean, like for work?
The African American Man : Yeah. Of course it'd be the guy in the sweater vest to start this class bullshit.
The Rich Man : Hey, hey, hey, we're trying to decide who deserves to live, right?
The Asian Kid : Oh, and career choice is the way to do that.
The Rich Man : I'm just saying that some people contribute more to society than others.
The Translator : Who cares what she does? She's pregnant, that's what matters.
The Rich Man : There are plenty of babies. I mean, people have lots of babies. The world has enough single moms on welfare. She might be unemployed.
The Translator : So what?
Pretty Girl : That doesn't matter.
The Rich Man : What does your husband do?
The Pregnant Girl : What?
The Rich Man : The daddy. The baby daddy. What does he do? Do you even know who the father is?
The Pregnant Girl : Yes, I know who the father is.
The Rich Man : Yeah-yeah, but you aren't married, huh?
The Pregnant Girl : Look, he's... We're waiting.
The Rich Man : You're waiting for what? For him to get out of prison?
Pretty Girl : Oh, come on.
The Pregnant Girl : He's not in jail.
The Rich Man : Okay, what does he do for a living, then?
The Lesbian : Enough with the inquisition.
[the Asian kid gets voted]
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The One-Armed Man : What do you do?
The Rich Man : I work for a bank.
The One-Armed Man : Yeah, of course you do.
The Rich Man : We lend people money to start their own businesses. Does anybody here have their own business?
The African American Man : How much did you make last year?
The Rich Man : I'm not talking about salaries.
The African American Man : Well you're the one that started talking about the jobs.
The Rich Man : No, I'm talking about being a contributing member of society. Now, I work my ass off every single day and I never, never take handouts from anyone. I lend people money to live their dreams. And outside of work I contribute a significant amount of money to charity.
The Translator : Well, that's easy when you're pulling down six figures.
The Rich Man : Oh, uh-huh, and what do you do?
The Translator : I'm a graduate student.
The Rich Man : Uh-huh. In?
The Translator : Psychology.
The Rich Man : Well, that's useful. How about you? What do you do?
The One-Armed Man : Fuck off, dickhead.
The Rich Man : What do you do? Huh? You collect your disability checks?
The Lesbian : Listen, guy, if you're trying to get us to not vote for you, you're going about it the wrong way.
The Translator : Seriously.
The Rich Man : Look, look, look. We need to come up with some sort of metric here. Some way to decipher who lives to the next round.
The One-Armed Man : Oh I know is if one of us gets to live, it's gonna be one of those two, at least if I have anything to say about it.
[the Translator gets eliminated]
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The Bearded Man : [after the translator gets eliminated] well, I think we all know what that means.
The Rich Man : Yeah, yeah, he's right. She's gone. He should be next.
The Soldier : How nice. Two for one.
Pretty Girl : Seriously.
Wife : I mean, somebody has to go, right?
Eric : Don't you see what they're doing here? They just killed her to get the majority back in their favor. They knew that she was on our side.
The Husband : What side?
The Rich Man : Yeah, there aren't any sides here.
Eric : Oh, really? So you've never voted for the two of them?
The Rich Man : No, of course not.
The One-Armed Man : Bullshit.
The Bearded Man : You don't know who's voting for who in here. None of us do.
The Soldier : I think we have a pretty good idea.
Eric : People, please, if they get the majority back on their side, they will kill both of them. That's what they want, to get them out of the way. Only the rest of us can stop that from happening.
The Rich Man : You're paranoid, man.
Eric : Okay, who's with me? The two girls plus me, That's... that's three. There's 16 of us left in here. We just need six more to get to nine. That's enough.
The African American Man : Nine what?
The One-Armed Man : Nine votes for a majority.
Eric : Exactly.
The Soldier : I'm in.
Eric : Good, good. Five more. Everybody understands.
The Bearded Man : This is crazy. It's not gonna work.
The Cancer Survivor : All right. I'm in.
The One-Armed Man : So am I.
Eric : Okay, that six, we need three more. What about you guys?
The Husband : What exactly are you asking us to do?
The Soldier : We're asking you to help us.
Wife : Yeah, but how?
Eric : Look, they are gonna vote for one of those two girls each and every time. Eventually they're gonna get what they want.
The Soldier : Unless we stop them.
The Husband : Some them how?
Eric : My block voting.
The One-Armed Man : Yeah, man. it's just playing defense. He's right. There's no other way.
Eric : It's just a numbers game now.
The Rich Man : This is ridiculous!
Eric : Are you with me?
The Cancer Survivor : What do we do?
The Bearded Man : No one's voting for them this round, okay?
The Rich Man : Yeah, yeah, yeah. We said the guy who doesn't speak any English. He can't help us now, so once he's gone, we can all discuss what to do next.
[the Spanish man ties with the little girl]
The Rich Man : You all know what needs to be done. Vote for the kid, the only chance that we have!
[the spanish man steps off his circle to save the little girl]