Father Rodriguez: The police have returned to the safety of their doughnut shops.
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Father Rodriguez: The police have returned to the safety of their doughnut shops.
Robert: John, I can't believe you nailed me with this cheap piece of mail-order shit!
Robert: Gentlemen, keep your eyes open and your assholes puckered.
Robert: You know, some people take things for granted, like the ability to chew solid food.
Robert: I want this town locked up so tight, it'll make his balls ache.
Robert: Alright, I want his face all over this windshield.
Donahue: Who do you think we are? We're not the Red Cross. We make weapons, things that kill people.
Lee: I didn't know treason was part of the corporate strategy.
Johnny C: Hey! I've got a bad heart, but a very good lawyer!
Donahue: We're way beyond bullshit here.
Leiman: This is U.S. Marshal John Krueger.
Father Rodriguez: The police have returned to the safety of their doughnut shops.
John: You're luggage!
John: Don't move, you're dead.
Robert: Gentlemen, keep your eyes open and your assholes puckered.
Robert: You know, some people take things for granted, like the ability to chew solid food.
Robert: I want this town locked up so tight, it'll make his balls ache.
Robert: Alright, I want his face all over this windshield.
Donahue: Who do you think we are? We're not the Red Cross. We make weapons, things that kill people.
Lee: I didn't know treason was part of the corporate strategy.
U.S. Marshal John 'The Eraser' Kruger: Relax! You've been erased.
Donahue: We're way beyond bullshit here.
Robert: John, I can't believe you nailed me with this cheap piece of mail-order shit!
Johnny C: Hey! I've got a bad heart, but a very good lawyer!
Tony Two Toes: There they are. Commie bastards! Mikey: They're not communists any more, Tony. They're a federation of independent liberated states. Tony Two Toes: Don't make me hurt you, Mikey.
Calderon: Don't you ever get tired of babysitting scumbags? John: Yeah, but in your case I'll make an exception.
John: Drop your gun. Robert: What? John: If you drop your gun now, I promise I won't kill you.
John: They killed you, then they turned on each other. Johnny C: Right. Those sons of bitches...
Sal: You think I can hit that guy from here? Johnny C: Give it a rest, Sal. You couldn't hit the ground even if you fell on it.
Nurse: Oh my God! Terrorists! Johnny C: Terror? I'll show you some freakin' terror! Get your ass up here, I'll jump-start it!
Tony Two Toes: We're from the local 129th, sonny. Mikey: We heard you was loading a ship without the assistance of bonefide union labor. Say it ain't so.
John: Lee, this is Father Rodriguez. Lee: How do you do? Father Rodriguez: Of course, I wasn't always Father Rodriguez. You might say I was born again, with a little help from our friend here. John: Some of his Colombian associates wanted to introduce him to God personally. Father Rodriguez: I've been given a second chance at life. I'm using it to do God's work.
Calderon: Hey, who does this guy think he is? Robert: Who, him? Well, he thinks he's the best guy in the game. I think he's right. Try not to piss him off, okay?
Robert: Okay, I think it's safe to say we got him. Schiff: He's toast. Calderon: I think we even got the roaches.
Sergei: It seems your friend has arrived. Lee: I'll enjoy introducing him to you.
Agent: This is Special Agent John Kruger. He'll be handling your personal security. Lee: My protection? John: New identity, relocation, I'll take you through it step by step. Lee: What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere! John: You're in an extremely high risk situation, Miss Cullen. That should've been explained to you.
Morehart: This is James Haggarty, our chief of security. Robert: Hey, you ever done any wetwork? James Haggerty: Only on three different continents. Robert: Wow, really? Listen, you wanna impress me, slick? Do your fucking job!
Robert: Confused, pal? New York. John: You're off course. Robert: No, no we're not. You're gonna take us to her John. Robert: You did a very, very bad thing, John. You killed Monroe. Now that makes you the mole. John: No, that makes you a murderer.
Robert: I'm a businessman. A very serious businessman John: Businessmen. Selling weapons with your old CIA pals. Is it just the money or are you trying to start your own dirty little war somewhere? Robert: Wars. John John, I mean wars they come and go. We did 'nam we lost, we did the gulf we won, hey. What changed, John? Nothing. Nothing ever does. The only difference is who gets rich and who gets dead. John: You must be a very rich man by now.
Robert: Listen, have I given you an evaluation yet. Deputy Monroe: Evaluation? Robert: Yeah. Robert: A-plus, kid. Robert: Ah man, can somebody get me a wet-nap or something?
