Straight Outta Compton Quotes

Eazy-E: Hey, ya'll lookin for Felicia?
Felicia's Man: She in there or what?
Eazy-E: She kinda preoccupied with some real nigga dick.
Felicia's Man: [Revealing the gun] The fuck you say little nigga?
Eazy-E: [Comes out with a machine gun, Cube and Ren behind him with guns too] I said, she got a muthafuckin dick in her

mouth nigga!

Ice Cube: [Cube is upset at the reporter asking questions about "Fuck Tha Police", Cube's relationship with the Nation of Islam & his feelings about Jerry Heller, instead of asking about Rodney King] But I get it. The bigger the story, the bigger the check in your field of work. I shouldn't blame you, it's not your fault. What's your name?
[extends his hand]

CNN Journalist: Brian.
Ice Cube: [retracts his hand] Eat a dick, Brian. Get the fuck out my house. Y'all done here.

Tupac: What up, Dre?
Dr. Dre: What up, Pac?
Tupac: I was about to bust niggas in the mouth with this new album.
Dr. Dre: I feel that.
Tupac: Suge said you got some heat for a nigga.
Dr. Dre: Hell yeah!
[Plays Tupac a "California Love" Instrumental]

Dr. Dre: Fuck wit it.
Tupac: California love.

[Eazy is in a hospital after collapsing in a recording session]
Tomica: Aren't you gonna say something? What is it? A respiratory infection, pneumonia, what?
Young Doctor: Yes, well, it is those things and more, I'm afraid. We ran a full blood battery and... I'm sorry, Mr. Wright, but you've tested positive for HIV.
Eazy-E:

Get the fuck outta here.
Tomica: What?
Young Doctor: The normal T-cell count is anywhere between 500 and 1500. Right now, your T-cell count is 14.
Eazy-E: But I ain't no faggot.
Young Doctor: No, Mr. Wright, actually the virus can be transmitted in quite a few ways, including unprotected heterosexual

sex.
Eazy-E: That's wrong. You... you gotta test that again. Test that again.
Young Doctor: We've run the test five times, with five different samples, and the results remain.
Tomica: Shit!
[Tomica storms out of the room]
Eazy-E: She's pregnant, Doc! What does this mean?
Young

Doctor: It doesn't necessarily mean that she's contracted the virus, but... we'll have to test her, to be sure.
Eazy-E: So what do we do? When do we start the the treatment? I mean, what... I gotta get healthy, I got things to do. I got... What's we supposed to do?
Young Doctor: Mr. Wright, you need to understand that you are very, very

sick.
Eazy-E: But I don't even feel that bad Doc, don't tell me that.
Young Doctor: With care, and palliative care, we can probably keep you comfortable for... maybe six months, at the very most.
[by this time, Eazy is in a deep panic and is beginning to cry]
Eazy-E: Comfortable? What do you mean comfortable?

Young Doctor: It's just a matter of time. I am, I am truly, truly sorry, Mr. Wright. I'll leave you time to process this.
[the doctor leaves the room, leaving Eazy helpless as he cries]

[N.W.A have been warned not to perform Fuck tha Police. This takes place after they perform Straight Outta Compton]
Ice Cube: Hey, hold on, hold on! Y'all know what the motherfuckin' police tried to tell us back stage?
Dr. Dre, Audience: What?
Ice Cube: They tried to tell us what the fuck we can't play.
Audience:

[boos]
Ice Cube: Motherfuckers tryin' to tell us what the fuck we can't say. This N.W.A.!
Audience: [cheers]
Ice Cube: We do what the fuck we wanna do. We say what the fuck we wanna say! So everybody, put them middle fingers high in the sky. And to the punk-ass cop backstage... Yo, Dre?
Dr. Dre: What up?

Ice Cube: I got somethin' to say.
[NWA performs Fuck tha Police but get interrupted halfway]