Harley Quinn: Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry. The voices. Ahaha, I'm kidding! Jeez! That's not what they really said.
Police Inspector: Doctors... Lawyers... Never get past 60 thousand rupees. He's won 10 million. What can a slumdog possibly know?
Jamal Malik: The answers.
Police Chief Hubbard: What's this man doing here?
Axel Foley: Bleeding, sir.
Jane: How about a rain check?
Frank: Well, let's just stick to dinner.
Chalmers: Ross.
Bennet: Albert Edward Renick, used car salesman, Chicago.
Chalmers: Who's Renick?
Bullitt: He was the man who was shot in the Hotel Daniels. You sent us to guard the wrong man, Mr. Chalmers.
Soap: A minute ago this was the safest job in the world. Now it's turning into a bad day in Bosnia.
Leslie Rodgers: How do you sleep at night?
Parker: I don't drink coffee after 7.
[Guy yells at John in Russian and John punches him.]
John McClane: Do you think I understand a word you're saying!?!
Dick Harper: Son of a bitch.
Jane Harper: That fucker.
Dick Harper: Hon, language.
Connor MacManus: You ready for this shit, my dear brother?
Murphy MacManus: Let's do some gratuitous violence.
Chief Gillespie: What do they call you up there?
Virgil Tibbs: They call me MISTER Tibbs!
Harry Callahan: We're not just going to let you walk out of here.
Crook: Who's "we", sucker?
Harry Callahan: Smith, and Wesson, and me.