Cleo Quotes in Automata (2014)

Cleo: Now I know why the rain changed.

Jacq Vaucan: Why?

Cleo: I don't think you could understand.

Cleo: And why did the rain change? Why don't you tell me?

Jacq Vaucan: You're supposed to be smarter than me at this stage of the game.

Cleo: Shit, we're ain't robbing stagecoaches, man! We need something to set it off with.

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: Cleo, you go to survey the line for the COW.

Cleo: COW? There's gonna be a cow up in there?

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: [sighs] ... Stop smoking weed.

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: [while talking in a parking lot] Frankie, please! Please, ain't nobody here gonna rob no bank!

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: No, lets just go in'er and BLOW IT THE FUCK UP!

Cleo: [laughs loudly]

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: The only way we gonna see cash is if we take a bank.

Cleo: Now see I'm with that shit!

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Ya'll niggas done lost ya'll mind. We might as well not even tak about this shit no more.

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: Well I'm talkin' 'bout it. And ain't nobody gon stop me from talkin bout it.

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Well talk is cheap... NIGGA!

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: I know you out of money by now, Cleo. Now what you going to do?

Cleo: Rob another goddamn bank! What the fuck is ya'll thinkin?

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: [after Stony gives T.T. her share] T.T.? She ain't gettin a cut!

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Look, Frankie I ain't for your shit tonight all right? T.T. needs it more than any of us.

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: Look, she didn't do anything. She walked out!

Cleo: Who the fuck cares? She was there.

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: [shouts] No, fuck that! She didn't do nothin' so she ain't gettin nothin!

Tisean 'T.T.' Williams: Forget it! Frankie I don't want your money. Now if you wanna kick my ass then come on let's just get it over with cuz I am sick of your *shit*! I need that money.

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: It ain't you I'm mad at.

[hands her the money]

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: Damn, sorry I was trippin.You my girl.

Tisean 'T.T.' Williams: [crying] I need this.

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: [sarcastically] You are so special, Frankie.

Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: [as Cleo grabs her breast, she pushes her away] Cleo! I done told you! I'm strictly-dickly.

Tisean 'T.T.' Williams: [speaking to Cleo] See now, I'm gonna tell Ursula.

Cleo: [makes fist and pretends to hit T.T] You ain't telling nobody!

Tisean 'T.T.' Williams: [laughs]

Luther: [shouts] What the hell? Cleo, I know you ain't come to work. Ain't been to work and don't call nobody!

Cleo: I'm broke, Luther! Now I know you gonna give me my old job back cos nobody can take shit the way I take shit. Now shut up before I stick that mop up your ass, Luther.

Luther: You better save that for your little girlfriend. Well,

[shouts]

Luther: Get to work, ladies... and gentlemen!

Cleo: [as she punches luther in the hotel] CLIMB-OUT THE PUSSY LUTHER!

Cleo: Countin all this money is harder than working for Luther! HA HA HA!

Cleo: [refering to the cassette tapes] Shit,

[looks at another one]

Cleo: Shit,

[trows them out the car]

Cleo: [tells stony] Pass me a tape.

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Lets go Cleo.

Cleo: [whining] I aint goin' no where 'til you pass me a tape!

Lida 'Stony' Newsom: [throws her a tape] TAKE THAT SHIT, LETS GO!

Guy Driving Low Rider: [referring to Cleo's car] Cleo... when are you going to fix this raggity shit?

Cleo: Never mind my shit, fool!

[gives him the finger]

Guy Driving Low Rider: Frankie, I heard about what happened at the bank the other day. Keep your head up, girl, all right?

[Frankie nods in response]

Guy Driving Low Rider: All right.

Guy Driving Low Rider: [staring at Cleo] Yeah, UP, UP, UP!

[makes his low-rider bounce higher and higher]

Phyllis: Oh, what glorious patches!

Jamie: Thank you, ma'am.

Phyllis: Where can I buy them?

Cleo: Ma'am, you don't buy them, you earn them.

Phyllis: Oh! Like jewelry!

[seeing Troop Beverly Hills on stage]

Jamie: [to the troop] Where are you from, Mars?

Cleo: Worse. Beverly Hills.

Cleo: And, baby, when I tell ya the boy has got his own money, I mean the boy has got his own MONEY!

[Presents the currency of Zamunda bearing Akeem's picture]

[Cleo McDowell meets the Queen of Zamunda]

Cleo: I don't know whether to shake your hand, or kiss it, or bow, or what.

[chuckles]

Cleo: I feel like breakdancing.

Johnny Marco: Hi, Cleo.

Cleo: Hey.

[beat]

Cleo: Why are you taking a bath next door? Is yours broken?

Johnny Marco: ...yeah.

Johnny Marco: What's that book about again?

Cleo: It's about this girl that's in love with this guy. But he's a vampire, and his whole family's vampires. So she can't really be with him.

Johnny Marco: Why doesn't she become one too?

Cleo: doesn't she become one too? Cleo: Because she can't. He doesn't want to turn her into a vampire. And if she gets too close to him, he won't be able to help himself.

Johnny Marco: Oh, man.

Cleo: [seductively] Want to help with my garden?

Jake Iverson: No, Cleo, I think it's real bad luck to go digging around in somebody else's garden.

Cleo: [approaches Jake getting out of his car] Oh, Jake... Well, howdy, neighbor.

Jake Iverson: [caught by surprise] Oh, Hi, Cleo...

Cleo: Sorry I haven't been over lately. I've been in Mexico - getting a divorce.

Cleo: [Cleo then notices Abby getting out of the car] Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were alone.

Jake Iverson: No, no, I'm not... Abby, this is Mrs. Ruskin. She's my... it's the neighbor - next door.

Jake Iverson: [to Cleo] This is Abby, my wife.

Cleo: Well, I just, uh, *happened* to be walking down the street...

Abby McClure: It's a nice night for streetwalking, yeah...

Cleo: She *is* your wife, isn't she?

Cleo: She died doing what my Ma did... what her Ma did. We been puttin' out for soldiers since 1776.

Cleo: You smell like obsession! For women!

Cleo: He might not be your man.

Max Reno: Then again, he might be. That's what you're going to prove, Cleo.

Cleo: How exactly?

Max Reno: You got a way. Find out what he's after. If it's Turner, he's got scar wounds all over him.

Cleo: In his back?

Cleo: I came to see you, Mr. York.

Jay Turner: I don't know why. All I wanted was a room and a bath.

Cleo: Mr. York, the management only sent you the key.

Jay Turner: Oh. Thank you.

Cleo: You're not very nice.

Jay Turner: Look, miss, I'm just a little old country boy, but I can tell that, whoever you are, you're not the room clerk.

Jay Turner: Lady, where I come from they have an old saying, "It's not polite to ask a man his business unless you want to die."

Cleo: From the looks of those scars your manners must stink.

Jay Turner: Yeah. Yeah, I guess it is bad manners to turn your back on a man.