Bill Long: I seen a couple of boxing bouts on the TV. Enough to know a man don't lose when he gets knocked down, but when he won't get up. If there's one thing I know about you, it's... you ain't afraid to get hit.
Bill Long: I seen insects grope about for death with more dignity than what you're displaying right now.
Stuart Long: You called her a housekeeper.
Bill Long: What's wrong with housekeepers?
Stuart Long: Yeah, that's good for her. In three months, I'll be in a diaper.
Bill Long: You're gonna need someone to clean up your shit.
Stuart Long: That's your job.
Bill Long: I'm gonna subcontract.
Bill Long: A load of good you and me did, climbing into bed together. Made two kids, own bodies don't want 'em.
Skinny Man: I've come for your head, Fat Man.
Chris: You think you're the first? You think I got this job because I'm fat and jolly?
Chris: I'll come while you sleep. The Fat Man has got his eye on you kids.
Hamlet: Frailty, thy name is woman.
Hamlet: The play's the thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Hamlet: O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain.
Martin Riggs: You want me to drive?
Roger Murtaugh: No, you're supposed to be suicidal, remember? I'LL drive.
Martin Riggs: Anybody who drives around in this town IS suicidal.
Roger Murtaugh: See how easy that was? Boom, still alive. Now we question him. You know why we question him? Because I got him in the leg. I didn't shoot him full of holes or try to jump off a building with him.
Martin Riggs: Hey, that's no fair. The building guy lived.
Martin Riggs: Now we both know why I was transferred. Everybody thinks I'm suicidal, in which case, I'm fucked and nobody wants to work with me; or they think I'm faking to draw a psycho pension, in which case I'm fucked and nobody wants to work with me. Basically, I'm fucked.
Martin Riggs: I don't make things difficult. That's the way they get, all by themselves.
Roger Murtaugh: Have you ever met anybody you didn't kill?
Martin Riggs: Well, I haven't killed you yet.
Martin Riggs: Hey, you know what?
Roger Murtaugh: What?
Martin Riggs: Well, I think your daughter kinda likes me.
Roger Murtaugh: If you touch her, I'll kill you.
Martin Riggs: Ha! You'll try.
Roger Murtaugh: God hates me. That's what it is.
Martin Riggs: Hate Him back. Works for me.
Martin Riggs: Police! Open up!
Leo Getz: How do I know it's the police?
Martin Riggs: After I shoot you through the door, you can examine the bullet. Open up!
Martin Riggs: Well if it isn't Mrs. Sigmund Fraud.
Dr. Stephanie Woods: My door is always open.
Martin Riggs: Well, I think we should keep this on a professional level, don't you, Doc?
Dr. Stephanie Woods: Why do you do this to yourself Riggs?
Martin Riggs: Well, who else am I supposed to do it to? None of them'll let me. Besides, I need the money.
George: Mr. Murtaugh has a gun.
Martin Riggs: Yeah, but it's an old gun and he's not a very good shot.
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