Parker: I don't steal from anyone who can't afford it, and I don't hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it.
Leslie Rodgers: How did you know that guy's gun wouldn't go off?
Parker: When I broke in the night before, I bent the firing pin on most of their weapons.
Leslie Rodgers: Most of them?!
Jake Green: The greatest enemy will hide in the last place you would ever look.
Jake Green: The longer you listen, the sweeter the pitch.
Jake Green: I am rich. Seriously fucking rich.
Jake Green: Now I'm richer. A lot fucking richer.
Jake Green: Oh, I know you're still there... cause I can feel you dying. I can hear you tapping me... for a little nutrition. Now who's looking for a fix? It gets a little tight in here, do you? Well, you're not wrong... cause the walls are moving in. No food here. Not today, sunshine. My eyes are open and the restaurant's closed. Jog on. Slide off. Find someone else to fill your pipe. Someone, who won't see you coming... or know, when you're there.
Jake Green: Gradually they thought they'd found a formula to the con. A formula to win the ultimate win.
Jake Green: Dorothy Macha, the man responsible for the time I served. A man who'll pass a death sentence quicker than you'll pass the salt.
Luke Wright: There's a school for gifted children up in Seattle. It's a nice drive... If you like trees and shit.
Mei: Are we safe?
Luke Wright: One day at a time, Mei. One day at a time.
Alex Rosen: What is she to you?
Luke Wright: Life.
Mei: Why did you save me?
Luke Wright: I didn't save you. You saved me.
Turkish: We've lost gorgeous George
Brick top: Well where'd you lose him? He ain't a set of fucking car keys is he?
Turkish: Tommy, the tit, is praying. And if he isn't, he fucking should be.
Turkish: It turns out the sweet talking, tattoo sporting pikey was a gypsy bare knuckle boxing champion. Which makes him harder than a coffin nail.
Susan Cooper: Where'd you get a suit?
Rick Ford: I fucking made it, didn't I?
Rick Ford: You really think you're ready for the field? I once used defibrillators on myself. I put shards of glass in my fuckin' eye. I've jumped from a high-rise building using only a raincoat as a parachute and broke both legs upon landing; I still had to pretend I was in a fucking Cirque du Soleil show! I've swallowed enough microchips and shit them back out again to make a computer. This arm has been ripped off completely and re-attached with *this* fuckin' arm.
Susan Cooper: I don't know that that's possible... I mean medically...
Rick Ford: During the threat of an assassination attempt, I appeared convincingly in front of congress as Barack Obama.
Susan Cooper: In black-face? That's not appropriate.
Rick Ford: I watched the woman I love get tossed from a plane and hit by another plane mid-air. I drove a car off a freeway on top of a train while on fire. Not the car, *I* was on fire.
Susan Cooper: Jesus, you're intense.
Rick Ford: Nothing kills me. I'm immune to 179 different types of poison. I know because I ingested them all at once when I was deep undercover in an underground poison-ingesting crime ring.
Rick Ford: I make a habit out of doing things that people say I can't do: Walk through fire, waterski blindfolded, take up piano at a late age.
Audrey Billings: You said if I needed anything.
Frank Martin: I can't.
Audrey Billings: Why, because of who I am?
Frank Martin: Because of who I am.
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