21 Jump Street Movie Quotes: Raunchy and Raucous(Total Quotes: 116)
Directed by: Phil Lord and Chris Miller
Michael Bacall (screenplay & story)
Jonah Hill (story)
Patrick Hasburgh (television series)
Stephen J. Cannell (television series)
Jonah Hill – Schmidt
Channing Tatum – Jenko
Brie Larson – Molly Tracey
Dave Franco – Eric Molson
Rob Riggle – Mr. Walters
DeRay Davis – Domingo
Ice Cube – Captain Dickson
Dax Flame – Zack
Chris Parnell – Mr. Gordon
Ellie Kemper – Ms. Griggs
Jake M. Johnson – Principal Dadier
Nick Offerman – Deputy Chief Hardy
Holly Robinson Peete – Officer Judy Hoffs
Johnny Pemberton – Delroy
Stanley Wong – Roman
Justin Hires – Juario
Brett Lapeyrouse – Amir
Lindsey Broad – Lisa
Caroline Aaron – Annie Schmidt
Joe Chrest – David Schmidt
OUR REVIEW & RATING ★★★½
21 Jump Street quotes a perfect blend of chaotic action and vulgar comedy spoof. Having never watched the original TV serious I wasn’t sure what to expect and in a way I’m glad that I hadn’t as I went into this movie with very little expectation and came out feeling like I haven’t laughed out loud so hard in such a long time.
The story is straightforward enough, a pair of underachieving cops, Schmidt and Jenko, who used to know and hate each other at school, but now as adults cops become friends and partners and are sent undercover as teenagers to bust a high-school drug ring.
The script is smart, silly, cheerfully chaotic, satiric and raunchy all at once and the movie works largely because of the great chemistry and rapport of the two main leads, Hill and Tatum, both gleefully diving into all the mayhem.
Verdict: This new reboot is total lunacy and crude but outrageously hilarious.
[first lines; the movie opens in ‘The Year 2005’ Schmidt gets off the bus at high school, dressed like Eminem, he approaches a girl in the hallway]
Schmidt: Hey, Melodie.
Schmidt: Look, um…I know uh…we’ve known each other for a really long time. And uh…we live across the street from each other and stuff. And uh…I know like, in four days… I’m sure uh…you know, prom’s like in four day…
Melodie: Oh, my God. You’re not asking me to prom, are you?
[Schmidt hears laughter from behind him and turns to see Jenko and his jock friends laughing at him]
Schmidt: Oh, fuck! No! No! I-I…no! No, I just…I mean, you probably going with someone.
Melodie: I’m sorry. I don’t know how to put this nicely.
Jenko: There’s not a nice way to put it. You’re a fucking nerd. And, you know, she’s, I don’t know, she’s hot.
[Schmidt looks at Jenko]
Jenko: Look at her. Look at her. Look at her! Look at her!
[Schmidt looking embarrassed turns to Melody]
Schmidt: I’ll see you later. I’ll see you later.
Jenko: Alright, buddy! Good talk!
[Jenko is called to the principle’s office]
Hamilton Principal: I’ll said it loud and clear, if you didn’t get your grades up, you weren’t going to the prom
[the principal holds up his paper which shows he’s got a grade F]
Hamilton Principal: You, my friend, are about to pay The Piper.
Jenko: I should pay who?
Hamilton Principal: You’re not going to the prom. Boy, you’re lucky you’re even graduating.
Jenko: But I’m…but I’m gonna be prom king.
Hamilton Principal: I’m glad you had a great time in school, because you ain’t learn nothin’!
[‘7 Years Later’ Schmidt is entering the police academy, as he walks in, he sees that Jenko is line signing for the same training group, Jenko turns and notices Schmidt]
Jenko: Not so Slim Shady? What’s up? Holy shit!
[at the physical training camp, Jenko and Schmidt are partnered up, and Jenko quickly beats Schmidt]
Schmidt: You’re good at this, huh?
Jenko: Yeah, I am.
[at the class, Jenko gets his Officer’s Entrance Exam paper back with grade F]
Jenko: That’s bullshit!
[he looks over at Schmidt, who’s sat next to him, and sees he’s got a grade A on his paper]
Jenko: You’re really good at this.
Schmidt: Yeah, I am.
Jenko: Hey, you wanna be friends?
[they team, Jenko helps Schmidt pass his physical and Schmidt helps Jenko pass his entrance exam paper]
[as they are about to graduate the academy]
Police Chief: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the graduates of Class One Thirty Seven.
[Jenko and Schmidt are standing next to each other]
Jenko: You ready for a lifetime of being badass motherfucker?
Schmidt: Oh, I am.
[cut to Schmidt and Jenko riding police bicycles around a park]
Jenko: I really thought this job would have more car chases and explosions. And less homeless people doo-dooing everywhere.
[telling off a kid who’s got food in his hand threatening to feed the ducks]
Schmidt: Sign says, ‘Do Not Feed the Ducks’.
Jenko: Right there.
[the kid holds out his hand, dangling the food over the lake]
Schmidt: Don’t you…!
Jenko: Don’t! Stop it!
[the kid smiles and drops the food in the lake]
Schmidt: You did it. You fed the ducks. You feel like a big shot?
[Jenko and Schmidt notice a motorcycle gang in the park]
Jenko: No fucking way!
Schmidt: One Percenters? These guys are big time drug dealers. If we could take them down as our first bust, we’d be off park duty for sure.
[Jenko notices one of the men pass a joint to the other]
Jenko: You see what I see?
Schmidt: Cannabis sativa.
[Jenko puts on his sunglasses and goes to get his bicycle]
Jenko: Chaka Khan
Schmidt: Cha…Chaka Khan?
[as they approach the One Percenters smoking marijuana in the park]
Schmidt: Gentlemen, we havin’ a little party?
Jenko: Have we forgotten that the use of marijuana is illegal?
Domingo: Well, I have um…glaucoma.
One-Percenter #1: I get nervous in crowds.
Tom Hanson: Herpes.
[the others laugh, Jenko smacks the joint out of Domingo’s hand]
Jenko: Then you won’t mind if I search your bike now, would you?
Domingo: Go ahead. You won’t shit!
Domingo: Are you guys even real cops? You look like the kids on Halloween.
[the other one One Percenters laugh]
Tom Hanson: If them boys is cops, I’m DEA.
[Schmidt does a fake laugh]
Schmidt: I know! Right? I know! It’s hilarious.
[Schmidt stops laughing]
Schmidt: So why don’t you show us a little respect?
Domingo: Fuck you, pig!
Jenko: Hey! You want me to beat your dick off?
Domingo: You want to beat my dick off?
Jenko: I’ll beat your dick off with both hands. What’s up? Let’s go.
One-Percenter #1: That’s weird, man!
Schmidt: I think what he was trying to say was, he’s gonna punch you so many times round the genital area that…that your dick’s just gonna fall off.
[as he searches Domingo’s bike and he pulls out a smile white bag out of the saddlebag]
Jenko: Why do you have soap in your…?
Schmidt: That’s actual drugs!
Jenko: Oh, my God!
[Jenko grabs his gun and points it at Domingo]
Jenko: Get on the ground!
[suddenly Domingo makes a run for it and the other One Percenters make a run for it in the opposite direction]
Jenko: Hey! Come here! Now!
[Jenko starts running after Domingo]
Schmidt: What do I do?
Jenko: Chase someone!
Schmidt: Chase someone? Are you leaving your bike here?
[Schmidt gets on his bike to chase after the other guys]
[as he catches and handcuffs Domingo]
Jenko: Come here! You have the right to…to…
[he doesn’t remember the Miranda rights]
Jenko: …suck my dick, motherfucker!
[back at police headquarters, after thinking they’ve captured Domingo]
Deputy Chief Hardy: The department was forced to drop the charges, because you forgot to read him his Miranda rights. What possible reason is there for not doing the only thing you have to do when arresting someone?
Jenko: I did read him his rights. I did a version of that.
Deputy Chief Hardy: Do you even know the Miranda rights?
Deputy Chief Hardy: Let’s hear them then.
Jenko: You got a lot of stuff do, you don’t… You got a lot of…
Deputy Chief Hardy: No, go ahead. You goin’ anywhere, Schmidt? We have time.
Schmidt: I have a thing, but I can probably push it back.
Deputy Chief Hardy: Go ahead. It’s four declamatory sentences followed by a question, for a total of fifty seven words.
Jenko: Okay. Uh…it’s… Look it obviously starts with; ‘You have the right to remain silent.’ I know you heard this before. And then um…like uh…
[Schmidt whispers to Jenko]
Schmidt: You have the right to an attorney.
Jenko: Oh, right! You have the right to…remain an attorney. And…
Deputy Chief Hardy: Did you say that you have the right to be an attorney?
Schmidt: You do have the right to be an attorney, if you want to.
Deputy Chief Hardy: Where were you?
Schmidt: I was uh…I was chasing my perp, sir.
Deputy Chief Hardy: And how did that go for you?
Schmidt: He…honestly he did get away, and he threw me down pretty hard. I actually fucked up my elbow pretty bad.
[he holds up his injured elbow]
Deputy Chief Hardy: May I see that?
Schmidt: Yeah, actually it hurts cause the dirt gets mushed into it.
[he holds his injured elbow close to Hardy and suddenly Hardy flips his finger hard at it]
Deputy Chief Hardy: Fortunately for you two, we’re reviving a canceled undercover police programme from the eighties, and revamping it for modern times. You see the guys in charge of this stuff lack creativity and are completely out of ideas. So all they do now is recycle shit from the past and expect us all not to notice. One of these programmes involves the use of young immature seeming officers.
Jenko: So you’re saying that you’re gonna send us into like a child sex slavery ring?
Schmidt: Sir, if I have to suck somebody’s dick, I will. It’s just I prefer not to.
Deputy Chief Hardy: I think you idiots are perfect. You’re officially transferred.
Jenko: That’s great. Uh…where should we report to?
Deputy Chief Hardy: Down on Jump Street. 37 Jump Street.
[he pauses for a moment]
Deputy Chief Hardy: No, that doesn’t sound right. It’s uh…
[Schmidt and Jenko pull up at 21 Jump Street, at an old abandoned Korean church, they are met by Captain Dickson]
Captain Dickson: Everybody comfortable?
Captain Dickson: Get your motherfuckin’ ass up when I’m talkin’!
Captain Dickson: You will be going undercover as high school students. You are here simply because you look young. You some Justin Bieber, Miley Cyrus lookin’ motherfuckers.
[Schmidt whispers to Jenko]
Schmidt: Captain’s sassy.
Captain Dickson: I know what you’re thinkin’. Angry, black Captain. It ain’t nothin’ but a stupid stereotype. Well guess what, motherfuckers? I’m black and I worked my ass off to be the Captain! And sometimes I get angry. So suck a dick! What I’m tryin’ to show you is, embrace your stereotypes. Like this guy, right here.
[points to Jenko]
Captain Dickson: Handsome and he’s probably a dummy.
[points to Schmidt]
Captain Dickson: And then this guy. He’s short and insecure, and he’s probably good with money.
[Jenko whispers to Schmidt]
Jenko: Well, you are good with money.
[to Jenko and Schmidt who have come to the meeting with their police uniforms]
Captain Dickson: Didn’t somebody tell you tell you guys this was a undercover unit?
Schmidt: I don’t…I actually didn’t…I didn’t get a letter or anything.
Jenko: Yeah, like start…
Schmidt: Or a dress code…
Captain Dickson: Teenage the fuck up!
[as they are all getting ready to go undercover]
Captain Dickson: Rule number one at Jump Street. Fugazy?
Fugazy: Do not get expelled.
Captain Dickson: Nobody in the system knows you’re here. Alright? Nobody. You get kicked out of school, your monkey ass is gettin’ kicked out of Jump Street.
Captain Dickson: Rule number two. Burns?
Burns: Do not have sexual relations with students or teachers, sir.
[Dickson looks straight at Jenko]
Captain Dickson: You hear that? That’s you. Don’t do it, man.
Jenko: Why is he…?
Captain Dickson: Keep that dirty dick in your pants. Don’t fuck no students. Don’t fuck no teachers.
Schmidt: Sir, I know we come off as a couple of ladykillers, but I promise you we will be super professional on the job.
Captain Dickson: Clearly I wasn’t talkin’ to you, big titties! You cherub lookin’ motherfucker. I was talkin’ to your partner over here, Fake ass handsome McGee! When I’m talkin’ to him, I’m talkin’ to him. When I say, shut the fuck up, I’m talkin’ to you.
Captain Dickson: Now, you two sons of bitches in my office, now! Right now!
[in his office Dickson shows them a youtube video of a teenager taking a drug]
Captain Dickson: It’s a new synthetic drug, goes by the street name, HFS.
[Dickson puts the video of the teenager on youtube back on after he’s taken the drug]
Jenko: They put this on the internet for everybody to see?
Captain Dickson: They’re teenager, man. They’re really stupid, so you should blend right in.
[they continue to watch the kid going through phases of getting high on the drug]
Jenko: I could watch this all day!
Schmidt: Man, this kid rules.
Captain Dickson: Ruled. His parents found him OD’d in his room a few days ago. He’s dead. Whatever he took, the lab has never seen it before. And as you can see, this kid is white. That means, people actually give a shit.
Schmidt: Sir, I just wanna throw out to you that I would give a shit if he was black.
Captain Dickson: Right now, HFS is contained right there at Sagan High. Now once this drug breaks containment, it goes viral in a few days. Jenko, I looked at your old transcript. I enrolled you in a bunch of bullshit courses, like, photography and drama. Get in with he burnouts and the cool kids, find out who’s slingin’ this shit.
[looking at Schmidt’s file]
Captain Dickson: Schmidt, it says you were a virgin through high school.
Schmidt: It says that?
Captain Dickson: No, I just assumed it. Due to your many years on the honor role and your membership to the jugglin’ squad.
Schmidt: It’s a juggling society, but it’s fine. It’s fine.
Captain Dickson: They’re stealing the equipment from the chemistry lab. That’s what we think they’re cookin’ the dope with. I enrolled you into honors chemistry. Here’s your new identities. Brad and Doug McQuade. The mission is this, infiltrate the dealers, find the supplier.
Jenko: We get to be brothers?
Captain Dickson: Infiltrate the dealers, find the supplier!
Jenko: What if we find the supplier first? We don’t have to worry about the dealer?
Captain Dickson: Goddamn! Infiltrate the dealers, find the supplier!
[Schmidt goes to pray at the Korean church at 21 Jump Street]
Schmidt: Hey, Korean Jesus. I don’t know if you cater to Korean Christians, or if you even exist. No offense. I’m just uh…really freaked out about going back to high school. It was just so fucking hard the first time. I know we haven’t made our first arrest or maybe I’m not the best cop. Korean Jesus, I just really don’t want to fuck this up. I’m sorry for swearing so much. The end? I don’t really know how to end a prayer. The end? Yeah.
[we see Jenko sneaking up behind Schmidt and starts to laugh at him, at that point Dickson opens the window from his office and shouts at them]
Captain Dickson: Hey! Hey! Stop fucking with Korean Jesus! He ain’t got time for your problems! He’s busy, with Korean shit! You two get to your mama’s house, ASAP!
Captain Dickson: You’re teenagers now! Alright? You two are stayin’ at Schmidt’s parents house for the duration of this assignment.
[Schmidt whispers to himself]
Schmidt: Oh, fuck me.
[at Schmidt’s parents house, we see they have pictures of Schmidt from when he was young, all over their living room wall]
Schmidt: Guys, can we…can we get rid of this stuff? I mean, it looks like I died in a car crash and you guys haven’t moved on.
David Schmidt: If we take it down, we have to stop bragging about you.
[pointing the picture of himself when he was young posing naked]
Schmidt: I look like Fred Savage from The Wonder Years! But completely naked wearing Indian friendship bracelets.
David Schmidt: That is a great picture, Morton.
Annie Schmidt: Mmhmm.
Jenko: You look like a young Jay Leno.
Schmidt: Am I even wearing underwear in this picture?
Annie Schmidt: Um…
Schmidt: No! I remember! You know why? Because I told it to a therapist about eight thousand times!
[Jenko starts to crack up, Schmidt points to a medal]
Schmidt: I mean this is a fourth grade participation medal for soccer. It’s literally a medal for sucking!
Annie Schmidt: Now! Now!
David Schmidt: That is a medal for trying.
Annie Schmidt: Yes.
[turning to Jenko]
David Schmidt: Let me tell you something, this guy was always a great trier.
[as the door bell at Schmidt’s parents rings]
Annie Schmidt: Oh, that must be Phyllis. She is just dying to see you.
Schmidt: What? Mom, you told Phyllis I was here? She’s gonna tell the whole neighborhood! I told you, it’s an undercover assignment! It’s super secretive!
Annie Schmidt: Undercover, that’s so cute.
Schmidt: AAh! I’m going upstairs.
[as Schmidt looks through their high school files]
Schmidt: If you don’t know your identity, we’re screwed tomorrow. You gotta study this stuff.
Jenko: Forget those identities, they’re bullshit! It says I was held back a year.
Schmidt: You were. You were held back two years.
Jenko: Just because it’s a fake back story, doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt my feelings.
[as Jenko gets his clothes ready for their first day at school]
Jenko: Fuck! Socks don’t match. Now I gotta start all over. First day at school, dude. Gotta look awesome.
Schmidt: You know, back in the day you were super popular and I wasn’t, as much. We didn’t really get along in high school. You don’t think that’s gonna happen again, do you?
Jenko: No. Come on, man. We’re adults now, we’re best buds. That stuff ain’t gonna happen again. We’re good.
[as they get ready in the morning for school, they practice saying the Miranda rights, but Jenko still doesn’t know the proper words]
Schmidt: Dude, do you still not know the Miranda rights? You’re a cop!
Jenko: Come on, man. They always cut away on TV before they finish ’em.
[as they are about to leave the house for school]
Schmidt: Alright, let’s do it.
Jenko: Woh! Woh! Woh!
Jenko: What are you doing?
Schmidt: What? What are you talking about?
Jenko: Are you two strapping?
Schmidt: My backpack? Yeah.
Jenko: I gotta be seen with you. You gotta one strap it. Seriously, I’d have no strap if that would even be possible.
Schmidt: Okay, what makes you the expert?
Jenko: I was uh…cooler in high school than you were.
Schmidt: Okay, that makes sense. Continue.
Jenko: The three keys of coolness in high school, by Jenko.
Jenko: One; don’t try hard at anything. Okay? Two; make fun of people who do try. Three; be handsome. Four; if anyone steps you on the first day of school, you punch them directly in the face. Five; drive a kick-ass car.
[as they walk up to car they’ll be driving in, Jenko sees it’s an old run down car]
[they go to a police impound lot to get a decent muscle car]
Officer Judy Hoffs: Alright, just don’t be driving it like teenage kids, revving up the engine and shit. Okay?
Schmidt: We would never!
Jenko: Come on, Hoffs. Give us a little credit
[cut to scene of them revving up the engine]
[as they mess around jumping across the car, Jenko does it perfectly, then when it comes to Schmidt’s turn he crashes into the windscreen and falls to the ground]
Jenko: You okay?
Schmidt: I think I shit my pants.
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