Diggstown (1992)

James Woods: Gabriel Caine

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• Gabriel Caine : Do you know the difference between a hustler and a good con-man?

  Fitz : No.

  Gabriel Caine : A hustler has to get out of town as quick as he can, but a good con-man - he doesn't have to leave until he wants to.

• [before the 10th fight] 

  John Gillon : Never try and hustle a hustler, Mr. Cain!

  [after the 10th fight] 

  Gabriel Caine : Actually, I believe it goes: Never con a con-man, especially one who's better than you are.

  John Gillon : [defeated]  You beat me fair and square.

• Gabriel Caine : Roy... what you did tonight... couldn't be done.

  Honey Roy Palmer : Now you motivate me.

• Fitz : Who's next?

  Gabriel Caine : It's the guy who kicked your ass all over Nel's bar.

  Fitz : [to Honey Roy Palmer]  Rip his tits off.

• Gabriel Caine : [Fitz, lying on the motel room bed, extremely hungover]  So, can I get you something? How about some anchovies and milk? Some deviled eggs? Fitzy, come on, you gotta get up and take me to the airport, 'cause I gotta go to Texas and get Roy, like, now.

  Fitz : Why do you have to go get Roy? There's no problem with him coming down on his own.

  Gabriel Caine : There is if he doesn't know he's supposed to. Sugar?

  [for his coffee] 

  Fitz : What? Gabe?

  Gabriel Caine : Yes?

  Fitz : Roy's in, right? I mean, did Roy say he isn't in? He didn't say that, did he?

  Gabriel Caine : No, no, no, no, no. He's in. I mean, pretty much. You know, he hasn't said that he's... out.

  Fitz : Gabe?

  Gabriel Caine : Yes?

  Fitz : What did he say when you asked him if he's in?

  Gabriel Caine : Fitz... I haven't asked him yet.

  [holds up coffee] 

  Fitz : [Fitz runs to the bathroom, slams the door and proceeds to get sick]  No good? How about some pork tartare? Some goulash, maybe? How about a little Spam and yogurt? How about some moo goo gai pan?

• Paulo : It looks like I finally get to kill you after all.

  Gabriel Caine : Well, that's a distinct possibility. But I'd bet, I don't know, four dollars against an hour with your mother that it doesn't turn out that way.

  [Paulo hits him] 

  Gabriel Caine : You're right. That was insulting, I'm sorry. Five bucks.

  [Paulo hits him harder] 

  Paulo : Mr. Corsini felt a little reminder of your obligations would be in your best interest, given what just happened in town. Not that you have any doubt who would kill you worse.

  [Caine nods in agreement] 

  Paulo : Come midnight, you'd better win.

• [Caine has just bet an additional $1.5 million on the fight] 

  Gabriel Caine : So tell me, Gillon, do you have any balls left? Or just that little 2 inch dick?

  John Gillon : I wish I had a bar of American family soap to wash your mouth out with.

  Gabriel Caine : Are we gonna talk about what's in your bathroom, or what's in your fucking vault? Are you going or not?

• Gabriel Caine : [entering barn with hands bound and noose]  Would you untie me so I can get this thing off my neck please?

  Gabriel Caine : I hate being hung. I just *hate* it!

• Fitz : [after lots of arguing over the rules for the bet]  Excuse me, do I look stupid to you? Or have you people been breeding too close to the gene pool again?

  John Gillon : [slams fist down]  Diggstown IS Olivair County.

  Gabriel Caine : A day IS 24 hours.

  John Gillon : [shaking his head, laughing]  Mr. Caine, my son and his friend are trying desperately to regain their honor, and his car. While I admire their courage as men I worry a great deal about their safety. They're boys. Let them wear their headgear, just those two, and you can have your 24 hour day. But Diggstown is in Olivair County, and any man residing in the county is a Diggstown man.

  Gabriel Caine : [goes to take a drink and stops]  I'll tell you what. Any man residing inside the county line TODAY... and can prove it, is a Diggstown man.

  John Gillon : Why you don't think I'd stoop to bringing in a ringer, do you Mr. Caine?

  Gabriel Caine : [slickly spins the top off his liquor bottle and pours himself a drink]  Not now I don't.

• Gabriel Caine : He's bigger than you are. He's tougher. He's faster. He's younger thant you are. He hasn't fought 22 rounds today, but remember this... you are BLACK!

  Honey Roy Palmer : What the hell is that supposed to mean?

  Gabriel Caine : I don't know. I mean it's... I'm trying to inspire you. It's a Roots kinda thing. It's a motivation thing.

  Honey Roy Palmer : Well, you're shit at motivation.

• [after Honey Roy Palmer insists, violently, on knowing how Diggs became a vegetable] 

  Gabriel Caine : All right, he shot him up with amyl-nitrite between rounds! Gillon knew that Charles Macom Diggs would NEVER take a fall! So he put the dope in his nasal spray. How that man went the distance is anybody's guess, but there is one thing for sure, his brain didn't.

• Gabriel Caine : Is that ten grand or are you just happy to see me?

• Gabriel Caine : Showers aren't going to be the same without ya.

• Honey Roy Palmer : Don't lose faith in me twice!

  Gabriel Caine : Then don't make me watch you die!