Listen lady, I only speak two languages; English and bad English.
Big Badda Boom.
Don't watch that stuff all day. It'll rot your brain.
Police Officer: Sir, are you classified as human?
Negative, I am a meat popsicle.
I'll take the mission.
Anyone else wanna negotiate?
We got lucky. If they don't chase you after a mile, they don't chase ya. Maybe it's two miles. Hang On.
Look lady, I'm all for a conversation but maybe you can just SHUT UP for a minute.
Eto Akta Gamat
Korben Dallas: What's your name?
Leeloo Minai Lekarariba-Laminai-Tchai Ekbat De Sebat.
Korben Dallas: Good. That... that whole thing's your name, huh? Do you have, uh... a shorter name?
Ooh Domo danko
You no trouble. Me... Fifth element... supreme being... me, protect you... Hmm? Sleep.
Korben Dallas: Oh, so you speak English now.
Yes. I learn.
Everything you create, you use to destroy.
Korben Dallas: Yeah, we call it human nature.
I do not know love. I was trained to protect, not to love.
Fire burns, wind blows, rain falls...
Leeloo Dallas Multi-pass.
Life, which you so nobly serve, comes from destruction, disorder, and chaos.
So what if the Federal Government scattered your people into the wind? What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Your time for revenge is at hand. Voila, the ZF-1. It's light; handle's adjustable for easy carrying; good for righties and lefties; breaks down into four parts; undetectable by X-ray; ideal for quick discreet interventions. A word on firepower. Titanium recharger; 3000-round clip with bursts of 3 to 300. With the replay button, another Zorg invention, it's even easier. One shot... and replay send every following shot to the same location. And to finish the job, all the Zorg oldies but goldies. Rocket launcher... arrow launcher with exploding or poisonous gas heads, very practical... our famous net launcher... the always-efficient flamethrower, my favorite... and for the grand finale, the all-new 'Ice-cube System'.
Tell you what I do like though: A killer. A dyed-in-the-wool killer. Cold-blooded, clean, methodical and thorough. Now a real killer, when he picked up the ZF1, would have immediately asked about the little red button on the bottom of the gun.
I... am... VERY... DISAPPOINTED!
You see, Father, by creating a little destruction, I'm actually encouraging life. In reality, you and I are in the same business. Cheers.
...They're not here...