Katherine Russell: For a Muslim woman, marriage is a lilting dance of duality, strength and submission. Beautiful, selfless, rapturous love of two masters, the carnal and the divine. The life a Muslim woman lives is a dangerous and difficult one. If she does not submit to her husband, there is a spot reserved for her in Hell. Yes. My husband kissed me before he left, and he will kiss me again when I see him in Heaven. And you can't prove anything.
Sergeant Jeffrey Pugliese: I seriously have to quit smoking.
Special Agent Richard DesLauriers: It is terrorism, we will take it.
Whiskey Steakhouse Analyst: He's got more porn than Osama bin Laden.
Dun Meng: Go catch those motherfuckers.
Police Officer: They got fucking bombs, Sarge. They're shooting at us.
Sergeant Jeffrey Pugliese: Yeah, no shit.
Sergeant Jeffrey Pugliese: 77-16 to Control: need an ambulance on Laurel Avenue. Suspect in custody, shot and run over. I repeat: shot and run over. I gotta fucking quit smoking.
Tommy Saunders: Are you fucking eating Cheerios on my couch?
Special Agent Richard DesLauriers: Well, for this I need the cooperation of all. When this is over, I'm going to find the person who gave them the photos. And I will destroy him. I'm not dear to Fox News leading this investigation.
Commissioner Ed Davis: How do you feel?
Tommy Saunders: The knee hurts, the back hurts, the balls hurts, the pain feels like sometimes on the top of the hurt if that's remotely possible.
Tommy Saunders: You know, takes a lotta balls to escape like you did. You're a very brave guy, you hear me?
Answer: The smaller car belonged to them. They go and pick it up again after Dun Meng escapes the Mercedes at the gas station.
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Thank you! With hindsight, maybe that's obvious, but I didn't catch it when I watched the movie.
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