Big Brother Quotes in Original Gangstas (1996)

Blood: Heard you got trouble?

Spyro: Everything's cool,what's your problem?

Big Brother: Shooting a kid in a phone booth for a fuckin $300 hustle, is that good for business?

Blood: Look the media coverage is scaring our major's supplier's,they're cutting back on the high-grade shit our customer's want.

Spyro: Yea, well you let them them know everything's under control.

Blood: The bottom line is this your action's are scaring people on my street's we got people with familie's there. Were not behind you on this you cross over to broadway with this shit and your ass will pay!

Spyro: Ain't nobody paying a damn thing, we know what's going down.

Blood: Yeah well I hope you do little brother.

Damien: Our origanization's have enjoyed great prosperity and only through peace can this continue.

Big Brother: [Point's finger at Damien] you better watch yourself!

[laugh's]

Winston Smith: [observing the Prole woman from their hideaway] The future is hers... we are the dead...

Julia: We are the dead...

Big Brother: [voice] YOU ARE THE DEAD!

[Winston and Julia look around the room, startled]

Big Brother: [voice] Remain EXACTLY where you are! Make NO move until you are ordered!

[a painting falls from wall, revealing a telescreen]

Julia: Now they can see us...

Big Brother: [voice-over from the still image on the telescreen] NOW WE CAN SEE YOU! Clasp your hands behind your heads! Stand out in the middle of the room! Stand back to back. Do NOT touch one another!

Winston Smith: [Winston and Julia immediately comply, and then hear the sound of helicopters approaching] The house is surrounded...

Big Brother: [voice] THE HOUSE IS SURROUNDED!

Julia: [to Winston] I suppose we may as well say goodbye...

Big Brother: [voice] YOU MAY AS WELL SAY GOODBYE! While we're on the subject, here comes a candle to light you to bed, here comes a chopper to chop off your head!

[the Thought Police soldiers arrive]

[first lines]

Big Brother: [voice-over] This is our land. A land of peace and of plenty. A land of harmony and hope. This is our land. Oceania. These are our people. The workers, the strivers, the builders. These are our people. The builders of our world, struggling, fighting, bleeding, dying. On the streets of our cities and on the far-flung battlefields. Fighting against the mutilation of our hopes and dreams. Who are they?