Simon Phoenix: I'm going to need about five or six more special men. And, I just so happen to have a list. You see, I wouldn't want you to defrost any of those mad dog killer types, you know what I mean? And, none of them mother fuckers from New York. They're...too uptight.
Simon Phoenix: I got passcodes, route to secret underground kingdoms, complete access to the industrial data grid interface, and I don't even know what that shit means.
Simon Phoenix: We're going to spend a lot of quality time together. See ya, sweetie! Honey! Sugar!
Jessie Crossman: People probably told you that Jessie Crossman was the only person skilled enough to jump from a 747.
Pete Nessip: Well, the actual phrase used was "dick brain."
Aman: Legend goes that somewhere beneath these mountains lies a gateway between heaven and hell. It is said that a sacred sisterhood guards this portal and the power of their prayers keeps the damned from tormenting the living. Trouble with the damned is... they never stay put.
Flipper Purify: Mine! Mine! Mine.
Jerry: Ego! Ego! Ego.
Flipper Purify: There's something you should know. I'm having an affair.
Cyrus: H-bomb! H-bomb.
Flipper Purify: It gets worse. She's white.
Cyrus: Nuclear holocaust.
Nino Brown: I'm not guilty. You're the one that's guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Columbian drug lords, all you who lobby against making drugs legal. Just like you did with alcohol during the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's kick the ballistics here: Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing is bigger than Nino Brown. This is big business. This is the American way.
Nino Brown: Yo baby, we talkin' about combinating and consolidating, that's what's up.
Nino Brown: Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change.
Nino Brown: You gotta rob to get rich in the Reagan era.
Nino Brown: Yeah, we takin' over the Carter. We gon' bum rush the whole damn thing. Now if the tenants cooperate, oh, it'll be lovely. They'll be loyal customers, if not, fuck it, it'll be like in Beirut, they'll be live-in hostages.
Nino Brown: Money talks, and bullshit runs a marathon. So, see ya and I wouldn't want to be ya.
Scotty Appleton: What? All he gets is a year? No, this ain't happening. I should have killed you myself, bitch.
Nino Brown: Well, that's the difference between you and me. Don't get mad, Tito. It's the law. Sucks, huh? Well, maybe when this is over with, you can come and work for me.
John Cutter: Now I'm sick of your shit.
Charles Rane: You need the passengers, I need the plane. Put me back on board and the passengers will be released.
John Cutter: Yeah right. I'm supposed to trust you?
Charles Rane: Trust your instincts.
John Cutter: My instincts are to wax your ass all over this floor.
Charles Rane: Those are your emotions acting without the benefit of intellect.
John Cutter: Plan not working out the way you wanted? Asshole?
Charles Rane: Don't flatter yourself Cutter. You prevented nothing. Although it seems I may have underestimated you.
Charles Rane: You wouldn't take advantage of a helpless man.
John Cutter: Never stopped you.
Charles Rane: It's the American way, isn't it, brother?
John Cutter: Charlie, ever played roulette?
Charles Rane: On occasion.
John Cutter: Well, let me give you a word of advice. Always bet on black.
John Cutter: Look chief, I thought all of you ham hogging, country biscuit eating boys knew how to drive? Was it a bunch of bullshit or what?
Chief Biggs: I haven't had a challenge like that since I was in high school.
John Cutter: Chief, I didn't know you went to high school?
First Officer: We were told to head back.
Sabrina Ritchie: By whom?
John Cutter: By me.
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