The Golden Child (1986)

Eddie Murphy: Chandler Jarrell

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• Chandler Jarrell : Only a man whose heart is pure can wield the knife, and only a man whose ass is narrow can get down these steps. And if mine's is such an ass, then I shall have it.

• The Old Man : Keep your thought as pure as the water.

  Chandler Jarrell : Hey, this water ain't really that pure.

  The Old Man : Un-heh, neither are you.

• Kee Nang : She's over 300 years old.

  Chandler Jarrell : How do you manage something like that?

  Kee Nang : One of her ancestors was raped by a dragon.

  Chandler Jarrell : Does that happen a lot where you come from?

• Chandler Jarrell : My dear, sweet brother Numsie!

  [Numspaa transforms into a large and hideous demon surrounded by flames] 

  Chandler Jarrell : [terrified]  Uh... I can see you're busy right now. I'll come back later.

• Sardo Numspaa : You've no idea who I am, have you?

  Chandler Jarrell : Yes. You're Sardo Numsie. Ha-ha-ha. Look, I don't care who you are. I do care that you kidnapped a little kid, though.

  Sardo Numspaa : I could destroy you...

  [Snaps fingers] 

  Sardo Numspaa : ... just like that.

  Chandler Jarrell : We wouldn't want that. Listen, bring me the boy, and I'll give you the knife. And then no one will have to be destroyed...

  [Snaps fingers] 

  Chandler Jarrell : ... jus' like that.

• Chandler Jarrell : So, tell me about this dream.

  Kee Nang : Some part's real, some part's dream.

  Chandler Jarrell : So this scar on my arm's real.

  Kee Nang : Right.

  Chandler Jarrell : What about Numsie?

  Kee Nang : Numspaa, Sardo Numspaa.

  Chandler Jarrell : Yeah.

  Kee Nang : He's very real.

  Chandler Jarrell : You know, you were there, and you said some things that seemed pretty real...

  Kee Nang : That part was dream!

  Chandler Jarrell : I was just checking.

• Chandler Jarrell : Ha! I got the knife! Now turn on the goddamn lights!

• Chandler Jarrell : Hey Bird - Did you just see a little Hare-Krishna midget in the tree, floatin'?... Or is it me?

  [the phone rings] 

  Chandler Jarrell : It must be Rod Serling.

• Herb Shop Clerk : Yak loin. Good to keep the Yang up.

  Chandler Jarrell : Ain't nothing wrong with my yang.

• Kee Nang : We'll be there soon.

  Chandler Jarrell : Yeah, well, ya' better have a spatula where we're goin' cause my ass is frozen to this yak.

• Chandler Jarrell : Tell me about the Golden Child.

  Kala : Every thousand generations, a perfect child is born, a Golden Child. He has come to rescue us.

  Chandler Jarrell : Rescue us from what?

  Kala : From ourselves.

  Chandler Jarrell : Ah.

  Kala : He is the bringer of compassion. If he dies, compassion will die with him.

  Chandler Jarrell : So, if something happens to the kid, the whole world goes to hell?

  Kala : The world will become hell.

• Chandler Jarrell : So, I gotta go to Tibet, because I'm the Chosen One. Why can't anybody choose me to go to the Bahamas?

• Sardo Numspaa : I have been wanting to meet you, Mr. Yarrell.

  Fu : [Indescribable Tibetan language] 

  Chandler Jarrell : Get your 'monkey' off my back.

  Sardo Numspaa : Of course. Fu, please retire.

  Chandler Jarrell : Yeah, Fu. Save it.

• Chandler Jarrell : They're not gonna let me on the plane with this 2 foot knife.

  Kee Nang : Yes they will.

  Chandler Jarrell : No they won't. I'm going to jail.

• [last lines] 

  [to the Golden Child] 

  Chandler Jarrell : Hey, that's a neat trick you do, where somebody throws a rock at you and you wave your hand and make it hit something else. Did you ever hear of Ed McMahon and "Star Search"? Do they have "Star Search" in Tibet? Probably not. Probably got "Food Search." But you know what we could do, is we could all go on "Star Search" and we could give the audience rocks, and have them throw them at you, and then you can wave your hand and make them all hit Ed McMahon... hard.

  [laughs] 

• [Chandler sees a man reading a porno magazine] 

  Chandler Jarrell : 'Butt Pie' is a sequel to the bestseller 'Butt Cake.' A whole magazine of butt with cake all over it.

  [Reads the magazine title] 

  Chandler Jarrell : 'Chunky Asses?'

  [laughs] 

• Chandler Jarrell : I know this is a dream, so I can say anything I want and get away with it. So I think I will say, from my heart, kiss my ass. Kiss my ass!

  [Chandler puckers up] 

• Kala : Do you have any other questions?

  Chandler Jarrell : Well, yes, I do. What are you doing next week? Because your silhouette is kickin!

  Kala : [rattling her tail] 

  Chandler Jarrell : She plays the maracas, too?

  Kala : This is the Chosen One?

• Chandler Jarrell : I dont know, maybe he cut himself shaving and bled to death looking for a kleenex.

• Chandler Jarrell : If that bum didn't take my $100, we could have got a boat with a motor.

  Kee Nang : Shut up and paddle.

  Chandler Jarrell : Yeah, I'm gonna paddle. I'ma paddle his ass. I'ma paddle your ass when I find you! I know you... I'ma use this row... I'ma row your ass till it bleeds!

• Sardo Numspaa : I can see that it's pointless talking to you, Mr. Yarrell.

  Chandler Jarrell : Why do you insist mispronouncing my name, leaving the "J" silent? My name is Jarrell with a "J".

• Chandler Jarrell : So, you're just gonna let that booger freeze up on your jacket like that?

• Chandler Jarrell : This is L.A., though. You're going to ask somebody about the blood? Um, are they in this world, or do we have to project there? Some part of the galaxy?

• [fleeing Sardo's lair, Chandler and the Golden Child jump into his car, only to find...] 

  Chandler Jarrell : There's no keys in the car! There's no keys! Oh, come on! Come on, come on, come on!

  [the Golden Child touches Chandler's hand on the wheel. The car starts] 

  Chandler Jarrell : [suddenly serene]  Everything's gonna be okay.

  The Golden Child : [smiles]  I know.