Vaughn: I'm only trying to say that Amity is a summer town. We need summer dollars. If the people can't swim here, they'll be glad to swim at the beaches of Cape Cod... the Hamptons, Long Island. Brody: That doesn't mean we have to serve them up as smorgasbord.
Ellen: Listen, Chief......be careful, will ya? Brody: In this town?
Mayor Vaughn: Any special questions? Denherder: Uh, is that $3000 bounty on the shark in cash or check? Mrs. Taft: I don't think that's funny. I don't think that's funny at all, I'm sorry.
You all know me. Know how I earn a livin'. I'll catch this bird for you. It ain't gonna be easy. Bad fish. Not like goin' down to the pond and chasin' blue gills or tommy cods.
And we gotta do it quick, that'll bring back your tourists, put all your businesses on a payin' basis. But it's not gonna be pleasant. I value my neck a lot more than three thousand bucks, chief. I'll find him for three, but I'll catch him, and kill him, for ten.
Ellen: Martin, it's his birthday tomorrow! Brody: I don't want him out on the ocean! Ellen: He is not out on the ocean, he is in a boat! He's not going to go in the water! I don't think he'll ever go in again after what happened yesterday.
This is what happens... Indicates the non frenzy feeding of a large squalus, possibly longimanus... or isurus glaucus. Now, the amount of tissue loss prevents any detailed analysis... however, the attacking squalus must be considerably larger... than any normal squalus found in these waters.
Nah, it's me they want. And, if they catch me, they're throwing big numbers at anybody with me.
I hear Rio is nice this time of year.
Dom: I'm a walking target. I don't want you around when they catch up to me. Letty: "Ride or die," remember?
Mrs. Kintner: Chief Brody? Brody: Yes? Mrs. Kintner: ...I just found out, that a girl got killed here last week, and you knew it!
Mrs. Kintner: My boy is dead. I wanted you to know that. Mayor Vaughn: I'm sorry, Martin. She's wrong. Brody: No, she's not.
Brody: Is it true that most people get attacked by sharks in three feet of water about ten feet from the beach? Hooper: Yeah. Brody: And that... and that before people started to swim for recreation, I mean before sharks knew what they were missing, that a lot of these attacks weren't reported? Hooper: That's ...
Hooper: It's just a theory that I happen to... agree with. Brody: Then why don't we have one more drink and go down and cut that shark open? Ellen Brody: Martin? Can you do that? Brody: I can do anything; I'm the chief of police.
Brody: Yeah, but I'm not drunk enough to go out on a boat. Hooper: Yes, you are. Brody: No, I'm not. Hooper: Yes, you are. Brody: I can't do that. Hooper: Yes, you can.
Brody: I'm tellin' ya, the crime rate in New York'll kill you. There's so many problems, you never feel like you're accomplishing anything. Violence, rip offs, muggings... kids can't leave the house, you gotta walk them to school. But in Amity one man can make a difference. In twenty five years, there's never been ...
Brian: I don't want you getting tangled up in this so stay away from him. Mia: That's what you have to say to me after five years? All of a sudden, you care what happens to me.
Brody: It's only an island if you look at it from the water. Hooper: That makes a lot of sense.
Brody: If you open the beaches on the Fourth of July......it's like ringing the dinner bell, for Christ sakes. Hooper: Look Mr Vaughn, Mr Vaughn...
Mayor Vaughn: I don't think either of one you are familiar with our problems. Hooper: I think that I am familiar with the fact that you are going to ignore this particular problem until it swims up and bites you on the ass!
I not going waste my time arguing with a man who's lining up to be a hot lunch.
Front: bow. Back: stern. Don't get it right, squirt... I throw your ass out the little round window on the side.
It may be a marlin or a stingray... but it's definitely a game fish.
It's a moray eel. It bit right through my wet suit.
I can't extend that. You know why? 'Cause in the semi-final... celebrating my third wife's demise... big Chinese fella, he pulled me right over.
Quint: I got something for you. There's a thresher. You see that? A thresher's tail. Brody: Thresher? Hooper: It's a shark.
Quint: You wanna drink? Drink to your leg. Hooper: I'll drink to your leg. Quint: Okay, so we drink to our legs!
I was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb, the Hiroshima bomb. 1,100 men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes.
Boys. Oh boys. I think he's come back for his noon feeding.
I can't believe it. Two barrels and he's going down again.
Brody: What day is this? Hooper: It's Wednesday... eh, it's Tuesday, I think. Brody: Think the tide's with us? Hooper: Keep kicking. Brody: I used to hate the water... Hooper: I can't imagine why.
Ah, the missus, Chief. If they don't like you going out, they'll love you comin' in.
Brian's Mom: Is this the first time or last time we do this? Brian: Last. Brian's Mom: Well, get in there and use the time to your advantage. Brian: Mom, we're not supposed to study. We have to sit there and do nothing. Brian's Mom: Well, mister, you figure out a way to study. Brian's Sister: Yeah.
I am not a bum. I'm a jerk.
I once had wealth... power... and the love of a beautiful woman. Now l only have two things... my friends... and... my thermos.
Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child.
I remember the days... sitting on the porch with my family... singing and dancing... down in Mississippi.
Wallace Wells: If you want something bad, you have to fight for it. Step up your game, Scott. Break out the L-word. Scott Pilgrim: "Lesbian?" Wallace Wells: The other L-word. Scott Pilgrim: "Lesbians?"
Andrew: I said leave her alone. Bender: You gonna make me? Andrew: Yeah. Bender: You and how many of your friends? Andrew: Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor. Anytime you're ready, pal.
Navin, I'd love you if you were the color of a baboon's ass.
I've never heard music like this before!. It speaks to me!
Navin: I will, Ma. I know it's out there. Taj: It's out there, all right. If you catch it, see a doctor and get rid of it.
Mother: I sure do miss Navin. One of the kids: Is he ever coming back? Father: Take away his place setting. It's making us too goddamn sad.
Mother: I wonder if he's doing all right? Elvira: Hey Navin!. How you doing?
I partake not in the meat, nor the breast milk, nor the ovum of any creature with a face.
Navin: I'm hitchhiking. Truck Driver Picking Up Navin: How far you going? Navin: St. Louis. How far are you going? Truck Driver Picking Up Navin: To the end of this fence. Navin: Okay. I'm Navin Johnson. What's your name, sir? Truck Driver Picking Up Navin: Here we are. Navin: Okay. Thanks for the compan...
Todd Ingram: I'm not afraid to hit a girl. I'm a rock star. Young Neil: Oh, my God! You punched the highlights out of her hair. He punched the highlights out of her hair!
I'm not afraid to hit a girl. I'm a rock star.
I said "lesbians."
Reuben: I'm not really a big raquetball player. Leland: No worries. We'll just get up a bit of a sweat. Have a few giggles.
I'll take you for a bit of a sail, give you a chance to really get to know me. And I guarantee you by the end of the weekend, you'll know what a safe bet I really am.
It's an absolute hot zone in there.
I like to live life on the edge.
Reuben: I don't even know where that "yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi" thing came from. Polly: It was just awesome
I made a mistake and I took you for granted, but I promise you that I will never, ever hurt you again. I love you, Reuben.
Polly: If you wanna get back together with her, just let me know. Reuben: No, I'm not planning on getting back together with her.
Stan: I'm going to Barbados with my mistress for the weekend. I want this Van Lew thing settled by the time I get back. All right? Reuben: I am on it, and I'm gonna make it happen. Stan: Good things. Reuben: Good things.
I don't see how putting these two girls in the Riskmaster's gonna help you make up your mind.
Reuben: Interesting. Sandy: What's it say? Reuben: Polly. Sandy: Polly? Reuben: Yeah. Sandy: No way. You should just cut your losses and get back with Lisa. Reuben: Nah, I checked it, like, three times. The program says she's the safer choice. Sandy: Whatever.
Reuben: It's like I feel weird going away for the weekend when your wife's just come back into town. Reuben: I don't know why you're making this into such a big deal. I told you I'm not getting back together with her. Polly: Okay.
Polly: I've been living my life, okay? I've been in good relationships and I've been in shitty ones, and I've moved a lot, and I've been happy and I've been sad, and I've been lonely, and that's what I've been doing, which is a lot more than I can say for some freak who thinks... he's gonna get the Ebola virus from ...
I'm gonna make this really, uh, easy for you, Reuben. I have, um-- I have no interest... in getting married and moving to the suburbs. And, obviously, that's something that's really important to you. And, so here's what I think your new plan should be. I think you should get back together with Lisa, move into your h...
Knives Chou: I've never even kissed a guy. Scott Pilgrim: Hey, me, neither.
Stan: The meeting with Van Lew's board and the AFLAC people's moved to 4:00. Reuben: 4:00? I don't know if I can do that. Stan: What the hell is wrong with you? Get your ass over here!
I have to pee.
Sandy: It's cool. I'm playing dual roles. Give me your crown, okay, Wonsuk? Wonsuk: Screw you, Sandy.! You're a has-been. No one even cares you were in that stupid movie.
Irving: It's always the same story with you, huh, pal? You did this one movie a hundred years ago. From then on, you thought you were better than everybody else. Why don't you let go. Move on with your life. It's not about what happened in the past... or what you think might happen in the future. It's about the ride...
I'm too cool for you anyway.
If I peed my pants, would you pretend I just got wet from the rain?
I'm gonna go pee due to boredom.
I didn't make up the gay rulebook. You got a problem with it... Stop. Take it up with Liberace's ghost.
I don't think I can hit a girl. They're soft.
It's a masterpiece of understatement.
If anything should happen to this station, this woman would leave me like a...pfft!
Harry: In other words, there would be no more... Do you know what l'm talking about? Navin: Yes, sir. No more....
I can fix those shocks.
You know, I make a pretty good living selling shit like this.
Roxy Richter: I'd love to postpone, darling, but I just cashed my last rain check. Scott Pilgrim: What's that from? Roxy Richter: My brain!
I just sort of feel like I'm on drugs when I'm with you. Not that I do drugs, unless you do drugs, in which case I do drugs all the time. Every drug.
Stacey Pilgrim: I mean, did you really see a future with this girl? Scott Pilgrim: Like, with jet-packs.
P.S. Is grandma still farting?
Knives Chau: Hey, Scott. Scott Pilgrim: What the hell? Kim Pine: Look who Knives is hanging out with. Ramona Flowers: Who is that girl again? Stephen Stills: Scott dated her. Scott Pilgrim: Briefly, briefly. Ramona Flowers: How old is she? Scott Pilgrim: I gotta pee on her. I mean, I gotta pee. Pee time.
I wanna have his adopted babies.
I can not have tea.
I'm gonna vomit.
I am so sorry for the delay, folks, but one of our senior analysts, Reuben Feffer, had his spleen burst just a few moments ago, and... Leland: That's not good. Is he gonna be all right? Stan: Well, God willing, Leland. But anyway, be that as it may, we have Mr. Feffer's associate here, Mr. Sanford Lyle, who's been...
Is old Leland here gonna fight off a man... with the last name "Reaper," first name-- who goes by the last name "Reaper," first name "Grim"? Or will this BASE-jumping, crocodile-wrestling, shark-diving, volcano-luging, bear-fighting, snake-wrangling, motocross-racing bastard die? And the answer is no, friends, which...
Reuben: I don't want you to go away, Polly. Polly: I'm not gonna marry you, Reuben. Reuben: I don't wanna get married. I just wanna take you to dinner... sometime this week. Polly: Can I pick the place?
Greg: I know we haven't been together that long, but these last ten months have just been the happiest of my life. You're not only the person I love, you're also my best friend, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me? Man in Hospital: Yes. Greg: Seriously. Do you think that sounds good?
Greg: I've got an engagement ring for my girlfriend in the bag. So, I can't open it here. Don't you think I can just carry it on? Chicago Airport Security: Hey, pal, if it ain't fittin' through the frame, you ain't carryin' it on the plane.
Pam: It's a great gift. I just thought you were gonna get them champagne. Greg: Trust me. I think your dad is gonna be very psyched about this gift. Pam: Well, don't forget he's retired, though. Greg: The guy was in the rare-flower business for 30 years. I think he still maintains an interest.
Pam: What are you doing? Greg: What? Pam: I told you my dad sees smoking as a sign of weakness. Greg: Okay, all right, I'll leave 'em in the car. Pam: No, no, no, no, he'll check there. Oh, gosh. Greg: Yeah, the roof is probably a better idea.
Jack: I missed you so much, Pamcake. Pam: I missed you too, Flapjack. Pam & Jack: Short stack, short stack, coming up.
Knives: You guys rock. Scott Pigrim: Well, I knew I personally rocked, but I never suspected that we rocked as a unit. So, thank you, Knives.
Navin R. Johnson: I've already given away eight pencils, two hoola dolls, and an ashtray, and I've only taken in fifteen dollars. Frosty: Navin, you have taken in fifteen dollars and given away fifty cents worth of crap, which gives us a net profit of fourteen dollars and fifty cents. Navin R. Johnson: Ah... It...
I'm not afraid to hit a girl.
I always wondered, how does not eating dairy products give you psychic powers?
Patty: It's like we're married. Look at my ass. Navin: Gosh, you have my last name tattooed right there under the J's.
No, I just spilled hot cocoa on my crotch.
Navin R. Johnson: Now be totally honest. You do have a boyfriend don't you? Marie: Kind of. Navin R. Johnson: I know this is our first date but do you think the next time you make love to your boyfriend you could think of me? Marie: Well, I haven't made love to him yet. Navin R. Johnson: That's too bad. Do y...
Navin: ...come right up against your lips... and give you a kiss. Marie: Why didn't you? Navin: I didn't want to get spit on me.
I'm afraid if I kiss you... I'll fall in love with you.
I am the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends.
I know we've only known each other for four weeks and three days... but to me, it seems like nine weeks and five days. The first day seemed like a week. And the second day seemed like five days. And the third day seemed like a week again. And the fourth day seemed like eight days. But the fifth day you went to see y...
Madman: I'm not gonna shoot ya!. Navin: Why not? Madman: That was the old me. I was a little mixed up at that time. Had a bad marriage, and l just gave up smoking.
New Accounts Bank Manager: I will need two pieces of identification. Navin R. Johnson: Ah yes. I have my temporary driver's license and my astronaut application form... I didn't pass that though, I failed everything but the date of birth.
I like the way you die, boy.
I like the way you die, boy.
I don't care about losing all the money. It's losing all the stuff.
Navin R. Johnson: I'm gonna bounce back and when I do I'm gonna buy you a diamond so big it's gonna make you puke. Marie: I don't wanna puke.
Well, l'm gonna go, then. And I don't need any of this! I don't need this stuff!. And l don't need you! I don't need anything!
I don't need one other thing. Except my dog. Well, I don't need my dog.
I was so glad to be going home. I remembered the days when l sang and danced... with my family on the porch of the old house. But things change, and with all the additions to the family... we had to tear down the old house, even though we loved it. But we built us a bigger one.
I need your help. I'm looking for the Brittle brothers, however, I don't know what they look like. But you do.
Jake: Car's got a lot of pickup. Elwood: It's got a cop motor, a 440 cubic inch plant, it's got cop tires, cop suspensions, cop shocks. It's a model made before catalytic converters so it'll run good on regular gas. What do you say, is it the new Bluesmobile or what? Jake: Fix the cigarette lighter.
Sister Mary Stigmata: No, no! I will not take your filthy stolen money! Jake: Well then... I guess you're really up Shit Creek. Sister Mary Stigmata: I beg your pardon, what did you say? Jake: I offered to help you... You refused to take our money. Then I said: I guess you're really up Shit Creek! Elwood...
Jake: I don't want to listen to no jive ass preacher... talking to me about heaven and hell. Curtis: Jake, You get wise. You get to church!
I said, when I woke up this morning... I heard a disturbing sound! What I heard was the jingle jangle... of a thousand lost souls!
I'm talking about the souls of mortal men and women... departed from this life! Wait a minute! Those lost, anguished souls roaming unseen over the earth... seeking a divine light... they'll not find because it's too late!
Elwood: What was I gonna do, take away your only hope? Take away the very thing that kept you going in there? I took the liberty of bullshitting you. Okay? Jake: You lied to me. Elwood: It wasn't lies. It was just bullshit.
Little Enos: I say he ain't gonna go for your game. Big Enos: Son, from what I've heard, the biggest thing about the Bandit is his ego, and I figure that plus a lot of my dollars, and he'll try anything, legal or not.
Buford T. Justice: I saw that you sombitch! You did that on purpose! You're goin' away till you're grey! I got the evidence! Put the evidence in the car. Junior: But, Daddy... Buford T. Justice: Put the evidence in the car! I'm gonna barbecue your ass in molasses!
Carrie: I think I just went 10-100. Bandit: Well, it's better than 10-200. Carrie: That's true.
I'm gonna catch that sucker...
Elwood: I gotta quit. Elwood's Boss: Why is that Elwood? Elwood: I'm...I'm going to become a priest.
Jake: If you say no, Elwood and I will come here for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day of the week. Mr. Fabulous: Okay, okay. I'll play. You got me.
Elwood: Illinois Nazis. Jake: I hate Illinois Nazis.
Willie 'Too Big' Hall: I say we give the blues brothers one more chance Donald 'Duck' Dunn: Why not? If the shit fits, wear it. Scoot over, goddamnit.
Jake: My name is Jacob Stein. I'm from the American Federation of Musician's Union, local 200. I've been sent to see if you gentlemen are carrying your permits. Tucker McElroy: Our what? Jake: Your union cards. May I see your cards please? Tucker McElroy: Well, suppose we ain't got no union cards and we go in ...
Trooper Mount: I don't believe it. It's that shitbox Dodge again! Trooper Daniel: Those bastards are ours now!
Jake: Book us for tomorrow night. Maury Sline: Hold it, hold it. Tomorrow night? What are you talking about? A gig like that, you gotta prepare the proper exploitation. Elwood: I know all about that stuff. I have been exploited all my life.
It's good to see you, sweetheart!
I ran out of gas! I had a flat tire! I didn't have money for cab fare! My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. And old friend came in from out of town! Someone stole my car! There was an earthquake! A terrible flood! Locusts! It wasn't my fault, I swear to God!
I've always loved you.
It's a fucking barn. We'll never fill it.
Jake: What the hell is this? Elwood: This was a bargain. I picked it up at the Mount Prospect city police auction last spring. It's an old Mount Prospect police car. They were practically giving 'em away. Jake: Well thank you, pal.
Andrew: I taped Larry Lester's buns together. Brian: That was you? Andrew: Yeah. You know him? Brian: Yeah, I know him. Andrew: Then you know how hairy he is, right? When they pulled the tape off most of his hair came off and some skin too. Claire: Oh, my God. Andrew: The bizarre thing is is that I did it for ...
Marie: It's a great thing to take advantage of hopeless people. Megan: Hopeless?
I'm going to kill this Braga. And, anyone else who gets in my way
Michael: "Topaz... Always less expensive, never cheap." Art: I hate it. Michael: No, you don't.
Topaz Exec: I thought it was gonna be "two for one, twice the fun." Michael: That really sounds cheap.
I consider it a success he didn't have to go a single day without telling me I'm an idiot.
I'll tell you what... I'm so bored of this dynamic.
I hope you like waiting. That's what I did.
I'm sorry, but I feel someone has to voice the negatives.
Stephen Stills: I have distressing news. Kim Pine: Is it news that we suck, because I really don't think I can take it.
Is this meeting over yet?
Beth: I knew you'd show. Pete: Because I'm pathetic?
Beth: If you're so angry, why did you come? Pete: You know I had to.
I don't want to forget and I'm afraid I will.
Look, I really don't want to make you uncomfortable. I am completely prepared for no.
I hope you know that if I could ever help you in any way, I would want you to ask.
Brian: I gotta ask you something. Dom: Yeah? Brian: You know I would have won that race if you didn't cheat, right? Dom: You hit your head hard.
All I want is an audition. I'd ask you who I have to sleep with, but I don't think you'd like it.
I am your eternal slave.
That I just get to this place and I suddenly feel this door open, and I want to walk through it.
Beth: I don't know you and you don't know me. We just happen to have the same problem. Pete: I know, but we're only sad because we're apart. Beth: Oh, then I was wrong.
Megan: ...And I was thinking, well, I'd be mad at myself if I didn't ask, and, well, I wouldn't ask if I didn't think I'd be right for it, but I really am. Don: What?
Don: It's not theater, it's not Broadway, it's not film. Megan: A national commercial? All my friends would kill for it. You'd get in the union, you'd get exposure. Don: You'd get money. That's why they want it. You don't need that.
Don: I thought you hated advertising. Megan: I never said that. Don: Well, you certainly don't think it's art. And you're an artist, aren't you?
I'm looking for a car you did an engine mod on, Nitromethane tank, Ford full-size, Continental tires.
Dom: It all starts with the eyes. She's got to have those kind of eyes that can look right through the bullshit to the good in someone. 20% angel, 80% devil. Down to earth. Ain't afraid to get a little engine grease under her fingernails. Gisele: That doesn't sound anything like me. Dom: It ain't.
Dom: Hey, boss man! Fenix: What did you say? Dom: I said only pussies run nitrometh. Fenix: You looked under my hood?
I've used up all the French I know.
Roger: I'm not asking for anything more than a little conversation, I swear. Marie: I'll try to get away on the condition that you lower your expectations. Roger: Below conversation? Marie: Bonne nuit.
Marie: I hoped that you would call. Roger: And I hoped that you would come.
Marie: I hoped that you would call. Roger: And I hoped that you would come. And not just for obvious reasons. Marie: I don't believe you.
I love that you're so calm, but you're adventurous.
Is there anything else I can do?
Megan: ...because I need you right now. Don: Megan. Megan: Please. It's the only thing I'm good for.
Beth: I don't have a brother. Pete: It was the only way I could get in. Beth: But what are you doing here? Pete: Well, I was worried about you. Beth: Oh, that's right. Pete: I'm sorry. I'm in the wrong room.
I'm proud of you. I just didn't know it would be without me.
I'm going on a plane.
Conductor: I'm about to throw you off. Pete: Go ahead, you fat piece of crap. Conductor: I am an officer of the New Haven line. Pete: Well, I'm president of the Howdy Doody Circus Army. Conductor: That's it, you're coming... Pete: Get your hands off me!
I fell asleep and ran into a ditch.
Pete: I'm going to have the same view as you, Don. Don: Congratulations.
I'm bitchin', great hair. The boys all love to stare. I'm wanted, I'm hot. I'm everything you're not.
I'm pretty, I'm cool. I dominate this school. Who am I, just guess. Guys wanna touch my chest. I'm rockin', I smile. And many think I'm vile.
I'm flying', I jump. You can look but don't you hump, who I'm major, I roar. I swear I'm not a whore.
Big Red: Call me Big Red. Whitney: I'm Wh Wh Whitney. Courtney: C C C Courtney, reow. Darcy: Dude, it's Darcy. Big Red: I'm Big Bad Carver, yeah. Kasey: Just call me Kasey. Big Red: I'm still Big Red.
I sizzle, I scorch. But now I pass the torch. The ballots are in and one girl had to win. She's perky, she's fun and now she's number one. K K Kick it, Torrance. T T T Torrance.
I'm strong and I'm loud. I'm gonna make you proud. I'm T T T Torrance. Your captain Torrance. Let's go, Toros. We are the Toros. The fighting, mighty Toros. We're so terrific we must be Toros.
Courtney: Pass! Good riddance! Whitney: I don't believe in osmosis.
Ready, okay! R C H! Toros all the way! I'm sorry. I just broke up with my boyfriend.
Dom: I thought I told you to lay low. Brian: Been running on fumes. Had to make a call.
If we're gonna be the best, we have to have the best.
Torrance: What are you talking about? Isis: 'Brr, it's cold in here, I said there must be some Toros in the atmosphere'? I know you don't think a white girl made that shit up. Torrance: I... I... I... Isis: Our free cheer service is over as of this moment. Jenelope: Over! Lafred: Finito!
I know you didn't think a white girl made that shit up.
I'm pregnant. I already lost my family once. I'm not going through that again.
Roman: I got love for y'all, but personal ain't good business. I can't do this, homie. Dom: So what we're talking about is $100 million. Roman: You say what? Hundred... See, sometimes I be over thinking, man, and I know we just met, but you just, kind of, got to... Dom: That's right, $100 million, and everythi...
I don't mean to laugh, but cheerleading urban legend?
Justin: Hey, I have to tell you something! Torrance: I'm on the phone creep! Justin: I realize that, and normally I'd be listening on the other line, but this is important. Torrance: Ok, what? Torrance: Ugh! Get Out! Justin: Thank you for listening.
I know y'all said they were consolidating the money somewhere, but, y'all ain't going to believe this.
If he's moving it into a police station he's got some serious brass in his pocket.
Tego: Hell, yeah, we can't do this. Han: "Can't?" You mean, "shouldn't." Dom: I think this doesn't change a thing. I say we stick to the plan.
Roman: How are you, sir? Special Agent O'Conner. US Federal Bureau of Investigation. Officer Castro: It says Caucasian. Roman: That's a tan. You know, a tan?
Roman: It's done. See, I think I make a better special agent than you ever did. Brian: Well, that depends on how you define "special."
Tej: She is a beauty, though, man. Roman: A "beauty" as in "good"? Tej: "Beauty" as in, she's going to start off playing hard to get. Then, no matter how much I caress her, no matter how much I love her, in the end, she still ain't going to give up that ass.
Han: I told you he didn't see it. Roman: Your man right there? He let off the throttle at the line. You didn't do nothing. He let you win. Brian: Bullshit.