Malcolm X: We didn't land on Plymouth Rock. Plymouth Rock landed on us!
Malcolm X: We had the best organization a black man's ever had. Niggers ruined it.
Baines: A man curses because he doesn't have the words to say what's on his mind.
Malcolm X: [whispering] I will not touch the white man's poison; his drugs, his liquor, his swine, his women. Baines: A Muslim must be strikingly upright; an outstanding example so that those in the darkness can see the power of the light. Malcolm X:...
[Witnessing Malcolm's control over a mob] Captain Green: That's too much power for one man to have.
Malcolm X: The only thing I like integrated is my coffee.
Malcolm X: [narrating] Like every hustler, I was trapped. Cats that hung out together trying to find a solution found nothing. Cats that might have probed space or cured cancer, West Indian Archie might haved been a mathematical genius... but we were...
Earl Little: [shouting] I'm a man!
Elijah Muhammad: You will be in the public eye. Beware of them cameras. Oh, them cameras are bad as any narcotic.
Rudy: I'm half wop, I'm half nigger. I'm not afraid of nobody.
[first lines] Announcer: In the name of Allah the merciful, all praises due to Allah, Lord of all the worlds. The one God to whom praise is due forever. The one who came to us in the person of Master Fard Muhammad and raised up the Honorable Elijah M...
[West Indian Archie gives Malcolm his first gun] West Indian Archie: Now you're outfitted. You ready to tackle the streets? Malcolm X: Yeah, I'm ready. Let them come.
Shorty: See that spot? Get it! The spot... All right, that's it.
Cholly: [knocks on door] Hey Little! Your man out here waiting on you!
[playing "Cops and Robbers"] Shorty: Yeah, Red! Malcolm X: Come on, you missed me! Shorty: Try this on for size! [makes Tommy-gun noises] Malcolm X: I ducked. Shorty: [laughing] You ducked?
Brother Earl: I just assumed... Malcolm X: Don't *assume* anything, brother!
Malcolm X: [as a waiter] I aims to please, sir, and I'm pleased to aim!
Malcolm X: I ordered a single, Jack. Bartender: The double's on that man, Jack. Malcolm X: Who is that? Bartender: That's West Indian Archie. Malcolm X: Yeah? What's his angle? Bartender: Some uh this, some uh that.
