Drop it, dickhead!
Nine million terrorists in the world and I gotta kill one with feet smaller than my sister.
Now I know what a TV dinner feels like.
I got invited to the Christmas party by mistake. Who knew?
I promise I will never even think about going up in a tall building again. Oh, God. Please don't let me die.
Take this under advisement, jerkweed.
"Come out to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs..."
Happy trails, Hans.
Welcome to the party, pal.
"When Alexander saw the breadth of his domain, he wept for there were no more worlds to conquer." The benefits of a classical education.
I am going to count to three, there will not be a four. Give me the code.
I wanted this to be professional. Efficient, adroit, co-operative, not a lot to ask. Alas, your Mr. Takagi did not see it that way, so he won't be joining us for the rest of his life.
Nice suit. John Phillips, London. I have two myself. Rumor has it Arafat buys his there.
Mr. Takagi, I could talk about men's fashion and industrialization all day but I'm afraid work must intrude, and my associate Theo has some questions for you, sort of fill in the blanks questions...
Well, when you steal $600, you can just disappear. But when you steal $600 million, they will find you... unless they think you're already dead.
It's Christmas, Theo, it's the time of miracles. So be of good cheer and call me when you hit the last lock.
Karl... hunt the little shit down and get those detonators.
Now I have a machine gun. Ho ho ho.
Hey babe, I negotiate million dollar deals for breakfast. I think I can handle this Eurotrash.
Mayday, Mayday, Emergency anyone copy, Channel Nine, terrorists have seized the Nakatomi Building, Century City, I repeat, unknown number of terrorists, six or more...
I'll take this. This freqency is reserved for emergency communications...
Oh my God, the quarterback is toast!
I'm Agent Johnson, this is Special Agent Johnson. No relation.
We're gonna need some more FBI guys, I guess.
The man is hurting! He's alone, he's tired, he hasn't seen diddly squat from anyone down here... and you're going to stand there and tell me that he's going to give a damn about what you do to him, if he makes it out of there alive? Why don't you wake up and smell what you shovel'n?