Dick Jones Quotes in RoboCop (1987)

[for demonstration, Mr. Kinney points a pistol at ED-209]

ED-209: [menacingly] Please put down your weapon. You have twenty seconds to comply.

Dick Jones: I think you'd better do what he says, Mr. Kinney.

[Mr. Kinney drops the pistol on the floor. ED-209 advances, growling]

ED-209: You now have fifteen seconds to comply.

[Mr. Kinney turns to Dick Jones, who looks nervous]

ED-209: You are in direct violation of Penal Code 1.13, Section 9.

[entire room of people in full panic trying to stay out of the line of fire, especially Mr. Kinney]

ED-209: You have five seconds to comply.

Kinney: Help...! Help me!

ED-209: Four... three... two... one... I am now authorized to use physical force!

[ED-209 opens fire and shreds Mr. Kinney]

Bob Morton: What the fuck are you doing? Do you know who I am? If you think you're gonna get away with this, you got another thing... Ahh!

[Clarence Boddicker shoots Morton in the leg. Morton falls]

Bob Morton: Goddammit!

[Clarence fires three more times, shooting Morton in both legs]

Bob Morton: [whimpers] Stop! I'll give you anything you want! Just please, please don't kill me, all right?

[Clarence pops in a CD and the sneering face of Dick Jones appears onscreen]

Dick Jones: Hello, buddy boy. Dick Jones here. I guess you're on your knees right about now, begging for your life. Pathetic. You don't feel so cocky now, do ya, Bob?

Bob Morton: Whatever he's paying you, I'll double it right now.

Dick Jones: You know what the tragedy is here, Bob? We could have been friends...

[Clarence pulls out a grenade with a pin in it]

Dick Jones: ...but you wouldn't go through proper channels.

[Bob shakes his head "no."]

Dick Jones: You went over my head. That hurt...

[Clarence pulls out the pin with his tongue, setting the timer]

Dick Jones: ...but life goes on, it's an old story, the fight for love and glory, huh, Bob? It helps if you think of it as a game, Bob. Every game has a winner and a loser.

[Clarence confidently walks out. Morton desperately crawls toward the grenade, bleeding profusely from his legs]

Dick Jones: I'm cashing you out, Bob.

[last thing we see is Morton failing to get a firm grip on the rolling grenade and Jones' smiling face just before the house explodes]

Clarence Boddicker: Hey, Dickey boy. How's tricks?

Dick Jones: That *thing* is still alive.

Clarence Boddicker: I don't know what you're talking about.

Dick Jones: The police officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to.

Clarence Boddicker: [gets up close to Jones' face] Hey... take a look at my face, *Dick*! He was trying to kill me.

Dick Jones: He's a cyborg, you idiot! He recorded every word you said. His memory's admissible as evidence! You *involved* me! You're gonna have to kill it.

Clarence Boddicker: Well, listen, chief... your company built the fucking thing! Now I gotta deal with it? I don't have time for this bullshit!

[Clarence starts heading out the doors but Dick recaptures his interest]

Dick Jones: Suit yourself, Clarence... but Delta City begins construction in two months. That's two million workers living in trailers. That means drugs, gambling, prostitution - virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets. One man could control it all, Clarence.

Clarence Boddicker: Well, I guess we're gonna be friends after all... *Richard*.

Dick Jones: [tosses RoboCop's tracking device to Clarence] Destroy it.

Clarence Boddicker: Gonna need some major firepower. You got access to military weaponry?

Dick Jones: We practically are the military.

Dick Jones: Come in, officer. You know, I usually don't see anyone without an appointment, but your case I'll make an exception.

RoboCop: You are under arrest.

Dick Jones: Oh? On what charge?

RoboCop: Aiding and abetting a known felon.

Dick Jones: Sounds like I'm in a lot of trouble. You better take me in.

RoboCop: I will.

[Then RoboCop's Directive prevents him from arresting Jones, and is trying to fight it]

Dick Jones: What's the matter officer? I'll tell you what's the matter. It's a little insurance policy called "Directive 4", my little contribution to your psychological profile. Any attempt to arrest a senior officer of OCP results in shutdown. What did you think? That you were an ordinary police officer? You're our product, and we can't very well have our products turning against us, can we?

[RoboCop, trying to resist his Directive, draws his gun, but drops it]

Dick Jones: Ahh, still a little fight left in you. Maybe you'd like to meet a friend of mine.

[ED-209 marches into the room]

Dick Jones: I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake. Now it's time to erase that mistake.

Dick Jones: Every policeman knows when he joins the force that there are certain inherent risks that come with the territory. Ask any cop, he'll tell ya, "If you can't stand the heat, you better stay out of the kitchen."

The Old Man: How can we help you, officer?

RoboCop: Dick Jones is wanted for murder.

Dick Jones: [Directive 4 starts flashing on RoboCop's status monitor] This is absurd! That thing... is a violent mechanical psychopath!

RoboCop: My program will not allow me to act against an officer of this company.

The Old Man: These are serious charges. What is your evidence?

[RoboCop turns to the wall and inserts his data spike into the wall socket, a video starts to play]

Dick Jones: [from video playback] I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake. Now it's time to erase that mistake. I had to kill Bob Morton because he made a mistake. Now it's time to erase that mistake.

Dick Jones: [takes a gun and holds it against the Old Man's head, wrapping his arm around his neck] Get up! Get up! I want a chopper, now! We will walk to the roof very calmly, I will board the chopper with my hostage. Anybody tries to stop me... the old geezer gets it.

The Old Man: Dick, you're fired!

[Directive 4 disappears from RoboCop's status monitor]

RoboCop: Thank you.

[the Old Man jabs Dick Jones from behind with his elbow, and RoboCop starts shooting at Dick Jones, who is no longer an OCP employee; Dick Jones falls through a glass window to the ground below and dies]

Dick Jones: [in the executive bathroom] Congratulations, Bob.

Bob Morton: Thanks.

Dick Jones: I remember when I was a young executive for this company. I used to call the old man funny names - Iron Butt, Boner... once I even called him... Asshole - but there was always respect. I always knew where the line was drawn, and you just stepped over it, buddy-boy. You've insulted me and you've insulted this company with that bastard creation of yours. I had a guaranteed military sale with ED 209 - renovation program, spare parts for twenty-five years... Who cares if it worked or not?

Bob Morton: The old man thought it was pretty important... Dick.

Dick Jones: You know, he's a sweet old man, and he means well, but he's not gonna live forever and I'm number two around here. Pretty simple math, huh, Bob? You just, uh...

Dick Jones: [grabbing Morton's hair] ... fucked with the wrong guy.

Bob Morton: [removes Jones' hand from his hair] You're out of your fuckin' mind!

Dick Jones: You'd better pray that that unholy monster of yours doesn't screw up.

[ED-209 has malfunctioned during a demonstration, killing Kinney in the boardroom]

The Old Man: Dick, I'm very disappointed.

Dick Jones: I'm sure it's only a glitch, a temporary setback.

The Old Man: [raises his voice in anger] You call this a GLITCH?

[pause]

The Old Man: We're scheduled to begin construction in six months. Your "temporary setback" could cost us fifty million dollars in interest payments alone!

Dick Jones: I say good business is where you find it.

Dick Jones: Jesus, you really screwed up.

Dick Jones: Because no matter what happens, this corporation will live up to the guiding principles of its founder: courage, strength, conviction.

[the employees at the table applaud]

Dick Jones: We will meet each new challenge with the same aggressive attitude.