Debbie Ocean: If you're going to have a problem with stealing, then you're not going to like the rest of this conversation.

Debbie Ocean: If you're going to have a problem with stealing, then you're not going to like the rest of this conversation.
Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um…
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.
Spider: I want my shit back!
Steve Ford: I want my dog back.
Zeus:
Why you keep calling me Jesús? I look Puerto Rican to you?
John McClane:
Guy back there called you Jesús.
Zeus:
He didn’t say Jesús. He said, ”Hey, Zeus!” My name is Zeus.
John McClane:
Zeus?
Zeus:
Yeah, Zeus! As in, father of Apollo? Mt. Olympus? Don’t fuck with me or I’ll shove a lightning bolt up your ass? Zeus! You got a problem with that?
John McClane:
No, I don’t have a problem with that.
Phil Foster:
I say, we sit back and relax and enjoy a spread of their finest fruits of the sea.
[opens menu]
Phil Foster:
Or, I will just suck on a napkin. Holy mama, look at these prices.
Claire Foster:
[scroffs]
If we are gonna pay this much for crab, it better sing and dance and introduce us to the Little Mermaid!
Danny Archer:
Sometimes I wonder… will God ever forgive us for what we’ve done to each other? Then I look around and I realize… God left this place a long time ago.
Poncho:
You’re hit, man. You’re bleedin’.
Blain:
I ain’t got time to bleed.
Poncho:
Oh… okay.
[Poncho shoots a bunch of grenades up to the top of the cliff]
Poncho:
You got time to duck?
[first lines]
Captor:
We have reason to believe you are not who you say you are, Mr. Parker. Your wife and son, Mr. Leonard Turner, CIA. I have men posted outside their door, back in Virginia, United States.
Leonard Turner:
Come again?
Captor:
For you to get this close, you must have friends, informants, collaborators, inside my organization. I want their names.
[hands him a pen]
Leonard Turner:
[begins writing]
Everybody?
Leonard Turner:
[suddenly stabs him with the pen and subdues everyone in the room]
You look so stupid with that pen in your neck.
Leonard Turner:
[pointing his own gun at him]
Don’t ever threaten my family again.
Emma: You left my daughter alone? If you're not already dead, I'm going to fucking kill you.
Roman: This is crazy. We are not in Brazil. So we got cars flyin' in the air, on some 007 type shit? This is not what we do!
Tej Parker: Man you really gotta check that emotion. Your voice just went from Shaggy to Scooby Doo. This is not what we doooo roo roo!