One False Move

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: How you doin'? Doin' all right?

Old Man Malcolm: Huh?

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: I said, are you doin' all right?

Old Man Malcolm: I'm doin' all right today.

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: That's good. You remember me? I'm Chief Dixon.

Old Man Malcolm: I'm... fixin' to do what?

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: I said I'm Chief Dixon.

Old Man Malcolm: Oh, I'm fixin' to feed these chickens 'fore it gets too damn hot.

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: Have you heard from your nephew lately?

Old Man Malcolm: Huh?

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: Ray Malcolm. Have you heard from Ray Malcolm?

Old Man Malcolm: Ray Malcolm? That's my brother's boy. I reckon I heard of my own kin.

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: Has he talked to you lately?

Old Man Malcolm: Huh?

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: When was the last time you talked to him?

Old Man Malcolm: Talked to who?

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: Ray Malcolm

Old Man Malcolm: Ray Malcolm? That's my brother's boy. I gotta finish feedin' these chickens. It's gettin' hot as hell around here at noontime.

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: [mutters under his breath] I hope you and them chickens have a goddamn heatstroke.

Old Man Malcolm: Huh?

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: I figure we can wait up in the woods. The bad folks show up... we'll put the stopper in the bottle like

[snaps fingers]

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: that.

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: Lila, even if I wanted to, I can't help you.

[pauses]

Dale 'Hurricane' Dixon: I don't have the legal authority.

Fantasia - Lila: You didn't have the legal authority to fuck me when I was 17 years old... but that didn't stop you, did it?

Cheryl Ann: He don't know no better, he watches television. I read non-fiction.

Fantasia - Lila: Me and my brother's daddy was white, did you know that? Of course, we never knew him. He had another family. That's why I kind of look white. Because my daddy was white. You figured since I kind of look white, you could fuck me, what the hell... Because I was kind of black... you could dump me, what the hell.