Samuel Bicke:
Certainty is the disease of kings.
Samuel Bicke:
Slavery never really ended in this country. It just gave it another name. Employee.
Samuel Bicke:
I wanna throw an idea at you. Zebras.
Harold Mann:
Zebras?
Samuel Bicke:
Zebras. You see, they're black, and they're white. The Black Panthers become The Zebras, and membership will double.
Samuel Bicke:
They can rebuild the White House, but they will never forget me. Not ever.
Samuel Bicke:
[
softly] It's about money
[
loudly]
Samuel Bicke:
It's about money! It's about money, Dick! It's about mon-ey, Dick! It's about money.
Samuel Bicke:
What happens, Mr. Bernstein, to the land of plenty, when there's plenty for the few and nothing for the plenty? Is that the American Dream?
Julius Bicke:
As of this moment, I wash my hands of you.
Jack Jones:
You look like a family man, Sam... not some schmuck with a pussy on his face!
[
In reaction to Bicke shaving off his mustache]
Samuel Bicke:
Who are these men, maestro, who keep us waiting at their feet? The meek shall not inherit the earth. The earth belongs to the bullies who do not care how they get to the top, as long as they arrive.
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