Jim Brown:
[regarding the ice cream in the motel room]
Well, what flavor is it?
Malcolm X:
Well, we have vanilla, Jimmy...
[pulls a second carton out of the freezer]
Malcolm X:
...and vanilla.
Jim Brown:
Shit.
Sam Cooke:
How's that for irony?
Malcolm X:
Last time I checked, Brother Sam, vanilla was your flavor of choice.
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