Black Christmas (1974)
Doug McGrath: Sergeant Nash
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Sergeant Nash : [Jess has managed to keep the caller on the line for almost a full two minutes, allowing the phone company to trace the call] Uh, Lt. Fuller?
Lt. Fuller : Yeah, Nash, what is it?
Sergeant Nash : The phone company's on the other line, sir. They say they got a trace on this one.
Lt. Fuller : Yeah, let's have it!
Sergeant Nash : He says the calls are coming from #6 Belmont Street.
Lt. Fuller : For Christ's sakes, Nash, you got it wrong. That's where the calls are going into.
Sergeant Nash : That's where they're coming from too, sir.
Lt. Fuller : [pause] Oh, shit...
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Lt. Fuller : [hands Nash a form] What's this?
Sergeant Nash : Oh, that's the number of the sorority house.
Lt. Fuller : Fellatio?
Sergeant Nash : Yeah, it's a new exchange: FE.
Lt. Fuller : [suppressing a laugh] A new exchange?
Sergeant Nash : Yeah, Fellatio. One of the girls that was in this afternoon gave it to me.
Lt. Fuller : [sarcastically] She gave it to you?
Sergeant Nash : Yeah.
Lt. Fuller : Nash, I don't think you could pick your nose without written instructions.
[takes the form and walks back to his desk]
Sergeant Nash : [thinks for a moment] I know. It's something dirty, ain't it?
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Sergeant Nash : [after Sergeant Nash calls the sorority house] Who is this?
Jess : It's Jess.
Sergeant Nash : Ah, Ms. Bradford, eh, this is Sergeant Nash. Are you the only one in the house?
Jess : No. Phyl and Barb are upstairs asleep. Why?
Sergeant Nash : All right. Now, I want you to do exactly what I tell you without asking any questions, okay?
[Jess tries to ask something]
Sergeant Nash : No, no, no... no questions. Now, just put the phone back on the hook, walk to the front door and leave the house.
Jess : What's wrong?
Sergeant Nash : Please, Ms. Bradford, please just do as I tell you.
Jess : Okay. I'll get Phyl and Barb.
Sergeant Nash : No, no, no! Don't do that, Jess... Jess, the caller is in the house. The calls are coming from the house!
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Sergeant Nash : Excuse me? Could you give me the number at the sorority house? Please?
Barb : Yeah, sure. It's, ah... Fellatio 20880. Fellatio. It's a new exchange, FE.
Sergeant Nash : That's a new one on me. How do you spell it?
Barb : Capital F, E, little L, L-A, T-I-O.
Sergeant Nash : Thanks.
Barb : Don't mention it.
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Sergeant Nash : Bernie? Call the doc.
Farmer : I'm not letting no son of a bitch trespass on my land in the middle of the night! I don't care what kind of a uniform he has!
Lt. Fuller : What the hell's going on here?
Cop #1 : He fired on a police officer.
Farmer : You goddamn right! I'll do it again, too. The bastard was tresspassing!
Sergeant Nash : Hogan got an ass full of birdshot.
Cop #2 : Yeah, I'm gonna make the son of a bitch pick every one of 'em out with his teeth.
Farmer : The next time you're gonna get the gun up your ass! Sideways!