Do the Right Thing (1989) Poster

Danny Aiello: Sal

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  • Sal : The fuck is wrong with you? This ain't about money. I could give a fuck about money. You see this fucking place? I built this fucking place with my bare fucking hands. Every light socket, every piece of tile - me, with these fucking hands.

  • Buggin' Out : Yo, Sal, we're gonna boycott your fat pasta ass.

    Sal : You're gonna boycott me? You haven't got the *balls* to boycott me. Here, here's your boycott, up your ass. You've got a boycott.

  • [repeated line] 

    Sal : Extra Cheese is two dollars.

  • Sal : Pino, get a broom and sweep out front.

    Pino : Vito, get a broom and sweep out front.

    Vito : Huh?

    Pino : Get a broom and sweep out front.

    Vito : What?

    Pino : GET A BROOM AND SWEEP OUT FRONT.

    Vito : See, Pop, it's just what I was telling ya. Every time you tell Pino what to do, he tells me to do what you told him what to do.

  • Pino : Daddy, you know, I've been thinking... maybe we should sell this place, get out while we're still ahead... and alive.

    Sal : You really think you know what's best for us, Pino?

    Pino : Maybe we can... can we sell this and open up a new one in our own neighborhood?

    Sal : There's too many pizzerias already there.

    Pino : Then maybe we could... we could try something different.

    Sal : What am I gonna do? What am I - that's all I know. What am I doing? I been here twenty-five years. Where am I going?

    Pino : I'm sick of niggers. It's like I come to work, it's Planet of the Apes. I don't like being around them. They're animals.

    Sal : Why you got so much anger in you?

    Pino : Why? I'll tell you why. My friends, they laugh at me. They laugh right in my face. They tell me, "Go to Bed-Stuy. Go feed the moulies".

    Sal : Do your friends put money in your pocket, Pino? Food on your table? They pay your rent, a roof over your head? They're not your friends. If they were your friends they wouldn't laugh at you.

    Pino : Pop, what can I say? I don't want to be here. They don't want us here. We should stay in our own neighborhood, stay in Bensonhurst, and the niggers should stay in theirs.

    Sal : I never had no trouble with these people. I sat in this window. I watched these little kids get old. And I seen the old people get older. Yeah, sure, some of them don't like us, but most of them do. I mean, for Christ's sake, Pino, they grew up on my food. On my food. And I'm very proud of that. Oh, you may think It's funny, but I'm very proud of that. Look, what I'm trying to say, son, is, uh... Sal's Famous Pizzeria is here to stay. I'm sorry. I'm your father, and I love you, I'm sorry but... but that's the way it is.

  • Sal : What'd I tell you about that noise?

    Buggin' Out : What'd I tell you about them pictures?

    Sal : What the fuck, are you deaf?

    Buggin' Out : No! Are you? Fuck you! We want some black people on that motherfucking Wall of Fame now!

    Mookie : We're trying to go fucking home! We've been here all fucking day, Buggin Out!

    Sal : Turn that jungle music off! We ain't in Africa!

    Buggin' Out : Why it got to be about jungle music? Why it got to be about Africa? It's about them fucking pictures!

    Sal : It's about turning that shit off and getting the fuck out of my place!

    Pino : Radio Raheem!

    Radio Raheem : Fuck you!

    Sal : And fuck you, too!

    Ahmad : Get in there, Pino!

    Radio Raheem : This is music. My music!

    Sal : Fuck your music!

    Radio Raheem : Well, turn it off, then.

    Vito : Hey, man, get the fuck out of here! We're fucking closed!

    Buggin' Out : Fuck you! We're closing you guinea bastards for good! For good, motherfucker! Until you get some black people on that motherfucking Wall of Fame!

    Sal : You're gonna fucking close me?

    [Sal grabs his bat] 

    Buggin' Out : You're goddamn right!

    Sal : You black cocksucker! I'll fucking tear your fucking nigger ass!

    Ahmad : Oh, we're niggers now? We niggers now!

    Buggin' Out : You fucking white trash! I'll fuck you up!

    Mookie : Sal, put the fucking bat down!

    Buggin' Out : Come on, man, you fucking guinea trash!

    Radio Raheem : Jump over the motherfucking counter!

    Sal : You black cocksucker! You nigger motherfucker!

    [Sal smashes Radio Raheem's radio several times] 

  • Radio Raheem : Two slices.

    Sal : NO service till you turn that shit off!

    Radio Raheem : Two slices.

    Pino : Turn it off!

    Sal : Listen, Radio Raheem, I can't even hear myself think! You are disturbing me! You are disturbing my customers.

  • Buggin' Out : How much?

    Sal : You've been comin' in here at least three times a day. What are you - a retard? It's a dollar fifty.

  • Mookie : Look, people are free to do the hell whatever they wanted to do.

    Sal : What free? What the hell are you talkin' about: free? Free? There's no free here. What? I'm the boss. No freedom. I'm the boss.

  • Sal : I just killed your fuckin' radio.

  • Sal : Hey. The only ass-kicking that's gonna be done around here is gonna be done by me.

  • Sal : I don't believe this shit.

    Mookie : Believe it.

  • Buggin' Out : Hey, hey, Sal, how come you ain't got no brothers up on the wall here?

    Sal : You want brothers up on the wall, get your own place. You can do what you want to do. You can put your brothers and uncles and nieces and nephews, step-fathers, step-mothers, whoever you want. See? But, this is *my* pizzeria. American Italians up on the wall.

    Vito : Take it easy, Pop.

    Pino : Don't start.

    Buggin' Out : Yeah, that might be fine, Sal, but, you own this, rarely do I see any American Italians eatin' in here. All I see is Black folks. So since we spend much money here, we do have some say.

    Sal : You lookin' for trouble? You a troublemaker, is that what you are? You makin' trouble?

    Buggin' Out : Yeah! I'm a troublemaker. I'm makin' trouble.

    Sal : You're a ball breaker. Always comin' in here lookin' for trouble, aren't you. Suppose I busted your head. How would you - Now, Mookie. Mookie, you wanna get your friend outta here.

    Buggin' Out : Oh, you wanna kick me out now? You're gonna kick me out, huh?

    Sal : Nah, I'm not kickin' you out. You're kickin' yourself out.

    Buggin' Out : What? Look, we want some brothers up on the wall. Yo, Malcolm X, Nelson Mandela, you know, Michael Jordan. Tomorrow!

  • Sal : If you're sayin' what I'm thinkin' you're sayin', then you better not say it, because I don't want to hear it.

  • Sal : You know, Mookie, not for nothin', but, if you were just a little bit taller, I'd kick you right in the ass for what you're thinkin'. As a matter of fact, I should kick your ass on principal alone.

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