Traffic Quotes

Juan Obregón: [1:53:14]
[In Spanish]
Juan Obregón: You first.
Helena Ayala: I'm six months pregnant, I won't do it.
Juan Obregón: Then we don't have a deal.
Helena Ayala: Yeah, right, we don't have a deal. I'm sorry to have wasted your time Mr. Obregón...
Juan

Obregón: Okay. Okay, okay.
[sniffs cocaine]
Juan Obregón: That's good coke.
Helena Ayala: It should be... it's yours.

Tourist Woman: Don't you wanna know what kind of car it is?
Tourist Man: Yeah, it's a brown Ford Explorer...
Tourist Woman: - Look, it was right here, it's been stolen, I wanna file a report.
Manolo Sanchez: A report, will not help you find your car.
Javier Rodriguez: Eh; the police

won't find your car.
Tourist Woman: You ARE the police!
Javier Rodriguez: [he writes down a number and hands it to her] You gonna call this man... and he'll find your car for you.
Tourist Man: I don't-I don't get it.
Tourist Woman: How is this guy gonna know who has our car?
Javier

Rodriguez: ...the police will tell him.
Tourist Man: Why-why will they tell him and they won't tell us?
Tourist Woman: Because we pay him, stupid. Right? Then he pays the police and suddenly our car appears.
Javier Rodriguez: Es, es, es correct, es correct.
Tourist Woman: [quietly] Just give it

to him, alright?
Tourist Man: I know.
Tourist Woman: Give him the money!
Javier Rodriguez: Let's start moving to the sidewalk.
Tourist Man: [offering the money] Take it.
Javier Rodriguez: Nononono.
Tourist Woman: No, please, take it!
Javier

Rodriguez: Nononono, nono, let's start moving to the sidewalk, to the sidewalk, let's go to the sidewalk.
[disgusted, the couple start to walk off]
Javier Rodriguez: Call the man! Have a nice day.

Lawyer Rodman: [6:14] This informant, paid by police, using taxpayer dollars to continue his felony drug habit was the link that allowed police to raid a private farm. A working farm where honest Americans make their living. Now, the government in its haste has hired an army of criminals whose alligiance to the truth is at best questionable.
Robert

Wakefield: Mr. Rodman, it's a shame that your client didn't use as much sense in choosing what he planted as he did in choosing his attorney. But lately the only variation I'm hearing in your argument is the name of your client. Now, you can stand here all day and argue the ins and outs of Illinois v. Gates, but you're not gonna convince me that our government has not sanctioned the use

of anonymous informants. Furthermore there is no sacred protection of property rights in our country. You grow marijuana on your farm, be it an ounce or an acre of plants, that farm can be seized, and that farm can be sold.

Helena Ayala: [1:52:13] My husband was working on something he called "the project for the children". Were you aware of this?
Juan Obregón: I don't know. Perhaps I remember something...
[Helena reveals a Spastic Jack doll]
Juan Obregón: If you want to smuggle narcotics in Senore Espastico Jacobo, that is nothing new, Senora.

Helena Ayala: No, not *in*. The doll *is* cocaine. High-impact, pressure-molded cocaine. It's oderless. Undetectable by the dogs. Undetectable by anyone...
Juan Obregón: I don't believe you, Senora.

[interrogating Frankie Flowers, in Spanish]
General Salazar: They say in Latin, "In vino veritas". Wine tells the truth. Use this to write down the addresses of those bastards who killed my captains. And not where they were last week but where they are *now*, where they are this minute, and better yet, where they are going to be tomorrow. You know where they are going to be

tomorrow, right?

[Robert Wakefield has offered the drug dealer a bribe for information about his missing daughter]
Drug Dealer: [2:00:33] Who in the FUCK do you think you are? Where the fuck do you think you are, and why the fuck don't I just put your ass in a dumpster?
Robert Wakefield: [Shaking, scared] ... I... I got money...
Drug Dealer:

[Infuriated] I got money!
Robert Wakefield: I've got a thousand dollars in my pocket; it's for you.
Drug Dealer: If I want your money man, I will TAKE your money!

Helena Ayala: [1:51:54] My husband was the victim of an informer in your organization, not in ours.
Juan Obregón: That is not true, Mrs. Ayala. Your route has been compromised. Perhaps it's time for me to deal with other distributers in California.
Helena Ayala: I don't think you're gonna do that.
Juan

Obregón: You don't?
Helena Ayala: No. My husband was working on something he called The Project For The Children. Are you aware of this?

Seth Abrahams: [high on coke] We act like we have all the answers and we're totally invincible, like our parents seem and their parents before them, and I'm sorry, that I have to be the one to say this, but it's fucking bullshit. For instance I know that you jack-off to Caroline every night instead of Vanessa, who you're supposed to be in love with. Whatever that... don't even get

me started on that convention, I mean, think about it. What is that convention? We're this random collection of self-interest all of a sudden , and we just decide that we're just gonna, we're just gonna walk two by two down the fucking aisle to you know, Noah's ark?

Manolo Sanchez: So, the Scorpion and Salazar are working together, and they're making a move on Juan Obregón? Do you know how much he would pay for information like that? A lot!
Javier Rodriguez: Take of your sunglasses.
Manolo Sanchez: What?
Javier Rodriguez: I said, take of your sunglasses.

Manolo Sanchez: Why?
Javier Rodriguez: I'm not kidding, Manolito. Take of your sunglasses.
[Manolo removes his sunglasses]
Javier Rodriguez: We will keep our mouths shut!