Coffy

Grover, what do you mean coming in here after me when I'm with my friends?

Get outta here. You'll get your supplies tomorrow like everybody else.

- It ain't that. I brought you something. - Yeah? What?

A piece of tail, cos I owe you a favour, you dig?

A piece of what? Man, what you talking about? Look over there.

I got plenty of tail. I got more tail than I can handle. I even got white tail.

And you telling me you brought me something. What you been shootin'?

It ain't that. This is something special. This broad is strung out.

Says she'll do anything to get straight, man. Anything.

Then she's yours. You fix her.

Come on, man. Don't be like that.

If I say she's somethin' special, she's somethin' special, man.

At least you can look at her. She's sittin' in your car.

In my car? You mean you've got some strung-out broad in my car?

Man, I'm gonna kick your ass.

All right, baby. Everybody out.

- You say she'll do anything? - That's what she said, man.

Ain't she somethin'? Too much for me.

Get in. You drive.

Honey, you're with friends at last.

We're gonna straighten you out for sure.

You know just the words that turn me on.

And I know what you want, too, and you're gonna get it.

Let's go to your place. You can have the leftovers.

No, man, I just wanna get high and watch.

Hey, ain't one man big enough for you, honey?

Do I look like the kind of girl one man would be enough for?

- One big man. - One big dealin' man, maybe.

You are that big dealin' man I been hearin' about, ain't you?

Yeah, maybe. Big enough.

- When you gonna give me some? - In a little bit. We're almost there.

Anything you want, big man.

Jesus.

Son of a bitch. You really is a big man, aren't you?

Yeah.

Wait.

You better give it to me first.

Dammit, what the hell are you doing in there? Making a goddamn soufflé?

Just a minute, Sugarman.

First things first, you dig?

Hey, big man. Why don't you turn out the lights?

This is the end of your rotten life, you motherfuckin' dope pusher.

It was easy for him because he really didn't believe it was comin'.

But it ain't gonna be easy for you. You better believe it's comin'.

Wait. Wait.

What do you wanna go and do this for? Why?

Look here. I got your fix. Don't you want your fix?

No. But you do.

I don't get this. What do you want with me?

My name's Coffin. LuBelle Coffin is my little sister.

LuBelle?

Shootin' smack at 11, and you got her on it!

Please! Please!

Her whole life is gone. She can never get it back.

And you're livin' real good. That ain't right.

- It ain't right, so go on and take the shot. - I can't. That'd kill me.

Maybe it will, maybe it won't. But if it do, you're gonna fly through the Pearly Gates

with the biggest fuckin' smile St Peter's ever seen.

I don't even remember your little sister. No!

- I can't do it, Doctor. - Christ, now what?

It's her first time in emergency.

Get somebody in here who can handle this job.

Where's Coffin? Get Coffin in here.

- Sorry I'm late, Doctor. - Where the hell have you been?

Car broke down on the freeway. Just shook me up a little bit. I'll be all right.

Jesus, what's happening here tonight?

This place is turning into a fuckin' insane asylum.

Coffy, get your ass outta here, and don't come back until you're good and ready.

- Now move! - Yes, Doctor.

All right, let's go. We don't have all day.

Hi, Doctor. Another fun-filled Saturday night.

- What can I do for you, McHenry? - This is my new partner, Carter Brown.

- Carter, Dr Brannan. - How are you, Doctor?

Hello, young man.

Sergeant said you want information on that junkie OD case we turned up tonight.

Right. Come over to the desk for a minute. I don't think he's gonna come out of it,

because he apparently shot something else besides heroin. Clipboard, please.

I'd like to know if you found any other drugs around the scene.

I'd like to know what to treat him for until we get the analysis.

No, sorry. He'll have flushed it down the toilet.

Hey, Coffy.

Hey, baby.

Carter.

What's the matter? Somethin' wrong?

No, I'm just a little tired tonight for some reason.

What are you doin' here?

The only cop I know to get a dislocated toe, run over by his own squad car,

while writing a ticket cos he didn't set the handbrake.

- Come on. Don't tell stories like that. - I had to hold your hand while they set it.

- You want some? - Yeah, black, please.

Boy, we had a real messy one tonight.

A junkie killed his connection with a shotgun.

Blew his head clean off, then OD'd himself.

Yeah? Kind of strange, isn't it?

At least, that's what my partner says. I don't believe it.

You don't?

There's a mob been takin' over the vice and narcotics rackets.

Even tryin' to pay off the police.

You're really beginning to sound like a cop now, you know it?

I got a busy night, Carter. I gotta go.

Wait a minute. I still wanna see you. Can't we get together this week?

Come on, Carter. I've told you how it is. Things haven't changed any.

I can't believe you're still hung up on that phoney politician.

You're not gonna get to me by insulting my friends.

Just give it a chance. Somethin' innocent, like a movie or a drive in the country.

What are you doin' tomorrow?

You won't wanna do what I'm doin' tomorrow.

Yes, I will. Try me.

Some of the kids were on all kinds of pills.

Some are on methadone now.

The youngest is only nine years old.

The worst are the ones that got the contaminated junk.

But you know dealin' junkies. They'll put anything into it to stretch a dollar out of it.

Time to sit up again, LuBelle. Your sister's come to see you again.

Flower-child.

Hello, LuBelle. Remember me?

Do you remember Carter?

I brought you your favourite candy.

How do you feel today? Do you feel better? Good.

You look a lot better. Who combed your hair?

When I got my certificate I moved up here

so I could make more bread to send some home to LuBelle,

paying for music lessons and dance classes,

so she wouldn't end up hustlin' like my older sister.

But when you got a sister hustlin' and a brother snortin' coke and shootin' up...

Then I found out about a month ago,

for the past year all the money's been goin' for junk.

Pills first, then smack.

I told her to stay away from those people.

But some junkie knew she was gettin' money and he started leanin' on her.

Carter...

Wouldn't you wanna kill somebody who'd done a thing like that to your little sister?

- I sure would. - Then you think it'd be right?

What? To kill some pusher who's only sellin' to get money to buy for himself?

What good would that do, Coffy? He's only a part of a chain

that reaches all the way back to some poor farmer in Turkey or Vietnam.

- What would you do? Kill all of 'em? - Why not?

Nothing else seems to do any good.

You know who they are. Everybody knows who they are.

You're a cop. Why don't you just arrest them?

It's not that simple, Coffy. The law can't do that.

You bet it can't. And I know why it can't too.

Because the law is in for a piece of the action.

Not all of us.

Not yet.

Now, look who's here. It's pretty hard for an ordinary cop to compete with.

Carter, you've been real nice up to now. Don't spoil it.

But we had a real good thing together once. I think there's still somethin' there.

But we were kids then. Things are different now.

- Good night, Carter. - Good night, Coffy.

- George, you're here early. - Good evening, Miss Coffin.

Mr Brunswick said he'd be finished with business early so you can come sooner.

Okay, but give me a few minutes to change. I'll be right back.

Howard, I think your interest in this place

goes a little beyond just sticking your nose into those books once in a while.

Ruben, you know I never mix business with pleasure.

Except in a ratio of three to one.

When I was a cop on the East Side I had the same ratio, only the other way around.

I didn't say how I mixed 'em.

Here comes my best business now.

- Thanks, Floyd, - Yes, sir.

Hello, baby.

Ruben, this is Ms Coffin.

Coffy, this is Ruben Ramos, our deputy commissioner.

- Commissioner of what? - Apple stealers, flatfoots.

He's the heat, baby, so don't pull out any pills or joints.

Really? The fuzz? Isn't there a conflict of interest with you two being here together?

Not at all. In fact, the city council and the police have many interests in common.

Careful. There are limits.

Unfortunately. Especially when the interest is so charming and so beautiful.

Don't try any of that Latin machismo charm on her. She's a liberated woman.

But not that liberated. Let the man have his say.

- Hi. Like to have your picture taken? - Sure. Why not?

- I look awful. - You look fine.

Here we go.

Wow.

Well, I gotta go catch me some criminals.

So soon? You were just getting warmed up.

He's got hippies to beat up.

The day of a public servant is never over. It has been delightful meeting you.

So long, you lucky dog.

- I'll have to take that, sweetheart. - Get out of here. What do you want?

Shut up or I'll cut it off. I don't have time to fuck around. Just give me the film.

You oughta be more careful where you point that camera, sweetheart.

Baby, what are we doing in this dump?

You like it? I just bought it.

- You bought this place? - Part of it, along with some other people.

- I guess I can drink to that. - I got something better you can drink to.

- Remember that surprise I promised you? - Yeah. What?

Meet Congressman Brunswick.

Congressman? Are you out of your mind?

No. They're gonna run me for Congress.

Really? Then let me congratulate you, Congressman.

I ain't never screwed a congressman before.

When you do that, it makes me feel so good.

You make me feel so happy.

I love you, baby.

You're my woman.

I'll say I am. All yours.

My man.