Marty: What do you call a black man who flies a plane?
Bobby: I don’t know.
Marty: Pilot, you racist bastard.
The one place where a man ought to get a square deal is in a courtroom, be he any color of the rainbow, but people have a way of carrying their resentments right into a jury box.
As you grow older, you’ll see white men cheat black men every day of your life, but let me tell you something and don’t you forget it — whenever a white man does that to a black man, no matter who he is, how rich he is, or how fine a family he comes from, that white man is trash.
There is no racial bigotry here. I do not look down on niggers, kikes, wops or greasers. Here, you are all equally worthless.
So if I'm not *black* enough and if I'm not *white* enough, and not *man* enough, then tell me, Tony, what am I?
Racism is the ultimate ignorance in that it relates 'self' to the body instead of the Consciousness — Awareness — animating and experiencing through the body. It is like judging a man by his spacesuit instead of the person inside it.
— Consider yourself lucky. The penalty for impersonating an officer is prison.
— Yeah, maybe for you, white boy. Me, they hang.
— Why do you let those boys push you around like that for?
— They're bigger than me.
— Stand tall. Have some respect for yourself. If you let people walk over you now, they'll walk over you the rest of your life. Look at me. You think I'll spend my life in this slop house?
— Watch it, Goldie.
— No, sir! I'll do something. I'll go to night school. One day, I'm going to be somebody.
— That's right. He's going to be mayor.
— Yeah, I'm... Mayor! Now that's a good idea! I could run for mayor.
— A colored mayor. That'll be the day.
— Wait and see. I will be mayor. I'll be the most powerful man in Hill Valley and I'm going to clean up this town.
— Good. You can start by sweeping the floor.
— And what can I do for you today, sir?
— What's your name?
— Name's on my tag, man. You hard of reading?
— Hard of reading? No, no. That's good, "hard of reading." Kinda like "hard of hearing," but it's actually "hard of reading." Like a play on words or something, huh?
— What do you want?
— I've been sent down to take over from... Chief Willoughby in light of last night's unfortunate event.
— You have got to be fucking kidding me!
— Do you have any documentation to prove that, sir?
— You really wanna see my documentation, fucker?
— Yeah, see his documentation! Make him show it to you.
— None of you cracker motherfuckers got no work to do?
— Ain't that racist?
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