Team Work and Coordination

"(...)

JOE
No hurry.

(to the boys)

All right, let's get to know one

another. With the exception of

Eddie and myself, who you already

know, you'll be using aliases.

Under no circumstances are you to

tell one another your real name or

anything else about yourself.

(...)

Okay, quickly.

(pointing at the men

as he gives them a

name)

Mr. Brown, Mr. White, Mr. Blonde,

Mr. Blue, Mr. Orange, and Mr.

Pink.

MR. PINK

Why am I Mr. Pink?

JOE

Cause you're a faggot.

Everybody laughs.

MR. PINK

Why can't we pick out our own

colors?

JOE

I tried that once, it don't work.

You get four guys fighting over

who's gonna be Mr. Black. Since

nobody knows anybody else, nobody

wants to back down. So forget it,

I pick. Be thankful you're not

Mr. Yellow.

MR. BROWN

Yeah, but Mr. Brown? That's too

close to Mr. Shit.

Everybody laughs.

MR. PINK

Yeah, Mr. Pink sounds like Mr.

Pussy. Tell you what, let me be

Mr. Purple. That sounds good to

me, I'm Mr. Purple.

JOE

You're not Mr. Purple, somebody

from another job's Mr. Purple.

You're Mr. Pink.

MR. WHITE

Who cares what your name is? Who

cares if you're Mr. Pink, Mr.

Purple, Mr. Pussy, Mr. Piss...

MR. PINK

Oh that's really easy for you to

say, you're Mr. White. You gotta

cool-sounding name. So tell me,

Mr. White, if you think "Mr. Pink"

is no big deal, you wanna trade?

JOE

Nobody's trading with anybody!

Look, this ain't a goddamn fuckin

city counsel meeting! Listen up

Mr. Pink. We got two ways here,

my way or the highway. And you

can go down either of 'em. So

what's it gonna be, Mr. Pink?

MR. PINK

Jesus Christ, Joe. Fuckin forget

it. This is beneath me. I'm Mr.

Pink, let's move on.

CAMERA leaves the team and goes to the blackboard

with the layout of the jewelry store on it.

(...)"

in Quentin Tarantino's "Reservoir Dogs"

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