Quotes

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Hey babe, I negotiate million-dollar deals for breakfast. I think I can handle this euro-trash. [to henchman Fritz] Hey, "sprechen sie talk," huh?

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If this is their idea of Christmas, I gotta be here for New Year's.

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John McClane: Drop it, dickhead. It's the police. Tony Vreski: You won't hurt me. John McClane: Oh, yeah? Why not? Tony Vreski: Because you're a policeman. There are rules for policemen. John McClane: Yeah. That's what my captain keeps telling me. [elbows Tony in the ear]

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John McClane: [calling the police on a radio taken from the terrorists] Mayday, Mayday, emergency, anyone copy, channel nine. Terrorists have seized the Nakatomi Building, and are holding at least 30 people hostage. I repeat, unknown number of terrorists, six or more armed with automatic weapons at Nakatomi Plaza, Century City. Somebody answer me, Goddamn it! First LAPD Operator: [to other operator] It's the same address as that fire signal. Second LAPD Operator: I'll take this. [to McClane] Attention, whoever you are: this frequency is reserved for emergency calls only. John McClane: No fuckin' shit, lady! Do I sound like I'm orderin' a pizza?! They have already killed one hostage, they are fortifying their positions while you're jerkin' me off on a radio! Now send the police down ASAP... Second LAPD Operator: [interrupting] Sir, I've already told you: this is a reserved channel. If this is an emergency call, dial 911 on your telephone. Otherwise, I'll report this as an FCC violation.

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Hans Gruber: I thought I told all of you, I want radio silence until further no-- John McClane: Ooh, I'm very sorry Hans. I didn't get that message. Maybe you should've put it on the bulletin board. I figured since I've waxed Tony and Marco and his friend here, I figured you and Karl and Franco might be a little lonely, so I decided to give you a call. Karl Vreski: [to Hans] How does he know so much about--? [Hans shushes Karl, then back to his walkie-talkie] Hans Gruber: That's very kind of you. I assume you are our mysterious party crasher. You are most troublesome for a security guard. John McClane: [imitates buzzer] Sorry, Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change? [reaches into a terrorist's backpack, and pulls out a box of cigarettes] Hmm, these are very bad for you. Hans Gruber: Who are you, then? John McClane: Just a fly in the ointment, Hans. The monkey in the wrench. The pain in the ass. [pulls out an explosive from a terro

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Ginny: [Karl smashes a table of glasses in fury] God, that man looks really pissed. Holly Gennero-McClane: [smiling] He's still alive. Ginny: What? Holly Gennero-McClane: Only John can drive somebody that crazy.

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Sergeant Al Powell: [over radio] Hey, John? John McClane, you still with us? John McClane: Yeah. But all things being equal, I'd rather be in Philadelphia. Chalk up two more bad guys. Sergeant Al Powell: Well, the boys down here will be glad to hear that. You know we got a pool going on you. John McClane: What kind of odds am I getting? Sergeant Al Powell: You don't wanna know. John McClane: Put me down for twenty, I'm good for it.

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Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: I got a hundred people down here and they're all covered in glass! John McClane: Glass? Who gives a shit about glass? Who the fuck is this? Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: This is Deputy Chief of Police Dwayne T. Robinson, and I am in charge of this situation. John McClane: Oh, you're in charge? Well, I got some bad news for you, Dwayne. From up here it doesn't look like you're in charge of jack shit. Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: You listen to me, you little asshole— John McClane: "Asshole"? I'm not the one who just got butt-fucked on national TV, Dwayne! Now, you listen to me, jerk-off. If you're not a part of the solution, you're a part of the problem. Quit being a part of the fuckin' problem and put the other guy back on!

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John McClane: [over radio] Powell? Yo, Powell, you got a minute? Sergeant Al Powell: I'm here, John. John McClane: Listen, man, I'm starting to get a bad feeling up here. I want you to do something for me. Um, I want you to find my wife, don't ask me how, by then, you'll know how. Uh, I want you to tell her something. I want you to tell her that... Tell her it took me a while to figure out... uh what a jerk I've been. But um... that... that when things started to pan out for her, I shoulda... been more supportive, and uh... and I just should've been behind her more. Oh, shit. Tell her that um... that she's the best thing that ever happened to a bum like me. She's heard me say, "I love you" a thousand times... she never heard me say, "I'm sorry." And I want you to tell her that Al. I want you to tell her that uh... John said that, "He was sorry." Okay? You got that, man? Sergeant Al Powell: Yeah, I got it, John. But you can tell her that yourself. You just watch your ass and you'll make

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Big Johnson: [whooping as their helicopter buzzes along just above street level] Just like fuckin' Saigon! Eh, Slick? Little Johnson: I was in junior high, dickhead!

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Theo: Those guys in the suits, I don't know who they are. Hans Gruber: That's the FBI. They're ordering the others to cut the building's power. Regular as clockwork. Theo: [grins in realization] Or a time lock. Hans Gruber: Precisely. The circuits that cannot be cut are cut automatically in response to a terrorist incident. You asked for miracles, Theo. I give you the F...B...I...

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Holly Gennero-McClane: [noticing Hans taking the bearer bonds] After all your posturing, all your little speeches, you're nothing but a common thief. Hans Gruber: I am an exceptional thief, Mrs. McClane. And since I'm moving up to kidnapping, you should be more polite!

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John McClane: So that's what this is about, Hans? A fucking robbery? Hans Gruber: [with his pistol pointed to Holly's head] Put down the gun. John McClane: Why'd you have to nuke the whole building, Hans? Hans Gruber: Well, when you steal $600, you can just disappear. When you steal 600 million, they will find you, unless they think you're already dead. Put down... the gun. Hans Gruber: [to Eddie] Nein! Dies ist meins! John McClane: You got me. Hans Gruber: Still the cowboy, Mr. McClane. Americans, all alike. Well, this time John Wayne does not walk off into the sunset with Grace Kelly. John McClane: That's Gary Cooper, asshole. Hans Gruber: Enough jokes. John McClane: You'd have made a pretty good cowboy yourself, Hans. Hans Gruber: [draw his pistol away from Holly] Oh, yes. What was it you said to me before? "Yippee ki-yay, motherfucker."