House of Cards (TV Series)
Chapter 50 (2016)
Reg E. Cathey: Freddy
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Quotes
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Freddy : I don't know how Claire does it.
Francis Underwood : What did you just say?
Freddy : Is this how you treat her? She part of the collection, too?
Francis Underwood : I don't know where all this is coming from, but it's extremely ungrateful, given all that I have done for you.
Freddy : [sighs] What did you do for me, Frank?
Francis Underwood : This is the White House. You will call me, Mr. President!
Freddy : You're a motherfucker!
Francis Underwood : Get out!
Freddy : My bad, my bad. You're a motherfucker, Mr. President!
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[Freddy tells Francis he's gonna leave the white house for a new job]
Francis Underwood : You know what you should do before you go? You should come up here one night and cook us a rack of ribs. Now, I realize oven-baked isn't nearly as good as the smoker, but you'd make 'em delicious anyhow.
Freddy : Ribs? Really? You want me to cook ribs for you.
Francis Underwood : Well, sure, just like old times. What's wrong with that?
Freddy : I'm just a help ain't I?
Francis Underwood : No, that's not true.
Freddy : I tell you I got something good going, and your first thought ain't: "Freddy, congratulations." It's: "make me ribs." And what's my big send-off? I get to cook you ribs.
Francis Underwood : No. Look, you are being way oversensitive about this. You misinterpreting what I meant.
Freddy : You're right. It's all my fault.
[turning to leave - it's clear his last remark is sarcastic]
Freddy : [muttering to himself] I don't know how Claire does it.
Francis Underwood : What did you just say?
Freddy : Is this how you treat her? She part of the collection too?
Francis Underwood : I don't know where all this is coming from but it's extremely ungrateful, given all that I have done for you.
Freddy : What did you do for me, Frank?
Francis Underwood : This is the White House. You will call me "Mr. President"!
Freddy : You're a motherfucker!
Francis Underwood : [angry] Get out!
Freddy : [turning and starting to leave] My bad, my bad.
[turning back to Frank]
Freddy : You're a motherfucker, Mr. President!
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Francis Underwood : This is the White House. You will call me "Mr. President"!
Freddy : You're a motherfucker!
Francis Underwood : Get out!
Freddy : My bad, my bad. You're a motherfucker, Mr. President!
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Freddy : [to Hammerschmidt when he attempts to get an interview] All right. Here's the truth. I don't work for him no more. I don't serve him ribs no more. I don't want nothing to do with him no more. Even if I hated him, and I do hate him, I don't snitch. Not to cops, not to reporters, not to anybody. Leave me the fuck alone.