Roger Murtaugh: That's pretty fucking thin. Martin Riggs: That's very thin. Roger Murtaugh: What the hell, thin's my middle name. Martin Riggs: Your wife's cooking, I'm not surprised. Roger Murtaugh: What? What? Martin Riggs: Nothin'. Roger Murtaugh: Remarks like that will not get you invited to Christmas dinner. Martin Riggs: My luck's changing for the better every day.
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Martin Riggs: What did one shepherd say to the other shepherd? Let's get the flock out of here!
Martin Riggs: I don't make things complicated. That's the way they get, all by themselves.
Roger Murtaugh: You're not trying to draw a psycho pension! You really are crazy!
Martin Riggs: Think I saw this house on Lifestyles of the Rich and Shameless...
Roger Murtaugh: Looking for your general friend? He's barbecuing his nuts on Hollywood Boulevard.
Martin Riggs: Maybe there's an opening in the L.A. Fire Department.
Mr. Joshua: Mind if I test drive your Audi?
Roger Murtaugh: General McAlister. Time for you to die.
Roger Murtaugh: I was driving before you were a itch in your daddy's pants!
Roger Murtaugh: I guess we need to register you as a Lethal Weapon.
Alfred: Mama says policemen shoot black people. Is it true?
McAllister: There's no more heroes left in the world.
Roger Murtaugh: Heroin. You got off easy, you son of a bitch.
Mr. Joshua: No i wish i could beleave you but unfortunately i don't.
Roger Murtaugh: I'm too old for this shit!
Martin Riggs: What did one shepherd say to the other shepherd? Let's get the flock out of here!
Martin Riggs: I don't make things complicated. That's the way they get, all by themselves.
Roger Murtaugh: You're not trying to draw a psycho pension! You really are crazy!
Martin Riggs: Think I saw this house on Lifestyles of the Rich and Shameless...
Martin Riggs: See you later, babe.
Roger Murtaugh: Looking for your general friend? He's barbecuing his nuts on Hollywood Boulevard.
Roger Murtaugh: Get that shit off my lawn!
Roger Murtaugh: No way you live. No way.
Roger Murtaugh: I'm too old for this...
Martin Riggs: What did one shepherd say to the other shepherd? Let's get the flock out of here!
Roger Murtaugh: You're not trying to draw a psycho pension! You really are crazy!
Martin Riggs: Think I saw this house on Lifestyles of the Rich and Shameless...
Roger Murtaugh: Looking for your general friend? He's barbecuing his nuts on Hollywood Boulevard.
Roger Murtaugh: I was driving before you were a itch in your daddy's pants!
Roger Murtaugh: I guess we need to register you as a Lethal Weapon.
Underage Hooker: A hundred bucks? What do you have in mind? Martin Riggs: Well, I want you to come home and watch television with me. Underage Hooker: That's all? Martin Riggs: Yeah. "The Three Stooges" are on in 20 minutes.
Martin Riggs: Hey, look friend, let's just cut the shit. Now we both know why I was transferred. Everybody thinks I'm suicidal, in which case, I'm fucked and nobody wants to work with me; or they think I'm faking to draw a psycho pension, in which case, I'm fucked and nobody wants to work with me. Basically, I'm fucked. Roger Murtaugh: Guess what? Martin Riggs: What? Roger Murtaugh: I don't want to work with you! Martin Riggs: Hey, don't. Roger Murtaugh: Ain't got no choice! Looks like we both been fucked! Martin Riggs: Terrific. Roger Murtaugh: God hates me. That's what it is. Martin Riggs: Hate him back; it works for me.
Sergeant McCaskey: You know, Roger, you are way behind the times. The guys of the 80s aren't tough. They are sensitive people. Show a little emotion to a woman and shit like that. I think I'm an '80s man... Roger Murtaugh: How do you figure? Sergeant McCaskey: Last night I cried in bed. So how is that? Roger Murtaugh: Were you with a woman? Sergeant McCaskey: I was alone. Why do you think I cried? Roger Murtaugh: Sounds like an '80s man to me...
Roger Murtaugh: That's pretty fucking thin. Martin Riggs: That's very thin. Roger Murtaugh: What the hell, thin's my middle name. Martin Riggs: Your wife's cooking, I'm not surprised. Roger Murtaugh: What? What? Martin Riggs: Nothin'. Roger Murtaugh: Remarks like that will not get you invited to Christmas dinner. Martin Riggs: My luck's changing for the better every day.
Martin Riggs: You want me to drive? Roger Murtaugh: No, you're supposed to be suicidal, remember? I'LL drive. Martin Riggs: Anybody who drives around in this town IS suicidal.
Drug Dealer #3: Good, huh? Tasty? Smooth? Martin Riggs: Yeah, that's good... Drug Dealer #1: Here ya go, pal... Martin Riggs: Thanks. Okay, so let's do it. How much? Drug Dealer #3: How much for how much? Martin Riggs: For all of it. Drug Dealer #3: You want it all. He wants it all. Drug Dealer #1: He wants it all, beautiful. Congratulations! Drug Dealer #3: All right! Martin Riggs: Maybe a nice six footer to put it under, huh? Drug Dealer #2: You want a tree? I'll tell you what. I'll give you the best tree I got on the lot, for nothin'. But the shit's gonna cost ya... a hundred. Martin Riggs: What, that much? Drug Dealer #3: Hey, you said you liked it, that's a fair price. Martin Riggs: Yeah... yeah! Hell, you only live once... get this together here... Martin Riggs: Twenty, forty, sixty, seventy... Drug Dealer #1: Hey, what the fuck... Drug Dealer #2: Hey, man... Hey! Martin Riggs: C'mon, shut up man, I'm losin' count... Ninety-three, ninety-four, ninety... Drug Dealer #2: Forget it, you dumbshit. One hundred THOUSAND. One hundred THOUSAND, DOLLARS! Martin Riggs: A hundred thousand? Martin Riggs: I'm sorry, I can't afford that, not on my salary. But I'll tell ya what, I got a better idea, here. Let me say I take the whole stash of your hands for free, and you assholes can go to jail. Martin Riggs: What do you say about that? Now I could read you guys your rights, but ah, you guys already know what your rights are, don't you? Drug Dealer #2: This badge ain't real. YOU ain't real. Drug Dealer #1: No, but you sure are a crazy son of a bitch! Martin Riggs: You think I'm crazy? You call me crazy, you think I'm crazy? You wanna see crazy? Martin Riggs: . Now that's a real badge, I'm a real cop, and this is a real fucking gun! Drug Dealer #2: Okay, pal... Martin Riggs: Hey, noses in the dirt, asshole...
Roger Murtaugh: Have you ever met anybody you didn't kill? Martin Riggs: Well, I haven't killed you yet.
Martin Riggs: You know they're going to kill her, don't you? Roger Murtaugh: Yeah. Martin Riggs: So if you want her back, you're going to have to take her away from them. Roger Murtaugh: I know. Martin Riggs: You do this my way. You shoot, you shoot to kill, get as many of them as you can. All you got to do is just not miss. Roger Murtaugh: I won't miss. Martin Riggs: We're going to get bloody on this one, Rog. Roger Murtaugh: Are you really crazy? Or are you as good as you say you are? Martin Riggs: You're just gonna have to trust me.
Martin Riggs: The guy who shot me! The same albino jackrabbit son of a bitch who did Hunsacker. Roger Murtaugh: You sure? Martin Riggs: Yeah, I'm sure man. I never forget an asshole.
Roger Murtaugh: See how easy that was? Boom, still alive. Now we question him. You know why we question him? Because I got him in the leg. I didn't shoot him full of holes or try to jump off a building with him. Martin Riggs: Hey, that's no fair. The building guy lived.
Mr. Joshua: Hit him again! Martin Riggs: Mr. Joshua: Hit him again. Martin Riggs: Mr. Joshua: C'mon, tell me about the shipment! Martin Riggs: I swear I'm gonna fucking kill the both of you. Mr. Joshua: Yeah, yeah, very funny. Now what about the *shipment*?
Roger Murtaugh: 50 years old, what a birthday, goddamn 50 years old, been on the force 20 years, not a scratch on me, not a scar, got a wife, kids, a house, a fishing boat, but I can kiss all that goodbye because my new partner has a death wish, my fucking life is over Martin Riggs: I was... Roger Murtaugh: Just shut up you hear, why are you talking to me anyway, I'm a dead man, yeah fuck it, you're looking a dead man here Martin Riggs: watch, watch, WATCH... Roger Murtaugh: Don't worry, I was driving before you were itching in your daddy's pants
Police Officer: Whaddaya got, Riggs? Martin Riggs: There's three down, and one loose in here, he's got black hair and a red shirt... Police Officer: Okay, let's go! I'm coverin' the left side... Drug Dealer #3: Freeze! Freeze! Gimme the gun! Drug Dealer #3: How's it feel, sucker? Martin Riggs: Hey... shoot 'im! Police Officer: Drop it, prick! Martin Riggs: Hey, shoot him! Shoot him! Shoot him! Will somebody shoot this prick? Shoot 'im! Shoot 'im! Drug Dealer #3: Shut the fuck up! Policewoman: Freeze! Martin Riggs: Shoot him! Shoot him! Somebody shoot this prick? Shoot 'im! Shoot 'im! Martin Riggs: Shoot me! Shoot me! Shoot me! Ohhh...
Martin Riggs: I didn't know that. Roger Murtaugh: What? Martin Riggs: That it was your birthday today. Martin Riggs: Yesterday. Martin Riggs: Well, happy birthday for yesterday. Martin Riggs: I mean that, sincerely, happy birthday, man. Roger Murtaugh: Thanks. Martin Riggs: Maybe we'll stay alive long enough for me to buy you a present.
Roger Murtaugh: The one with the pits in his face? Rianne Murtaugh: Those are dimples! Roger Murtaugh: Those are pits. When he smiles, I can see through his head.
Martin Riggs: Roger, that's a Special Forces tattoo. Roger Murtaugh: No kidding. Martin Riggs: Yeah. Roger Murtaugh: Special forces tattoo, mercury switches, what the hell have we gotten into? Martin Riggs: Yep. I wonder if there're any openings at the L.A. Fire Department.
Mr. Joshua: He's bluffing. He wouldn't kill his own daughter. Roger Murtaugh: Sure thing, pal! If she dies, she's gonna die with me - MY way, not yours!
Martin Riggs: You know you're not the first guy to thinnk of this you know. A lot people have got problems especially during the silly season like now. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: You know shit. Martin Riggs: No, you're wrong, pal, you're wrong. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: You don't know nothing. Don't touch me! Martin Riggs: Take it easy. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: Look, I didn't don any thing wrong. Martin Riggs: I know that. It's not like your murdering anyone or anything. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: That's right. Martin Riggs: That's right. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: The only one I hurt was me. Me! Martin Riggs: Same way I feel. I know you're hurting. I get it. OK now, come on. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: Don't come near me! Martin Riggs: Come on. Give me a break, will ya guy. My boss is down there and he's watching us and I gotta make it look like I'm at least trying to save you. Come on. Im just gonna stand here and talk to you. That's all. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: You won't try nothing. Martin Riggs: No. I'm square with you. I won't try a thing. I won't try a thing. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: Really. Martin Riggs: What, do you think I want to fall off? I promise, I'll just talk to you. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: OK. Alright. Martin Riggs: Here, do you want a cigarette. Come on, lets smoke, OK. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: Yeah. Martin Riggs: Go on, take it yeah. If we take our time we will both die of cancer. Martin Riggs: Here. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: Hey, what are you doing. Martin Riggs: See this key? Bye-bye. McCleary, Attempted Suicide Jumper: You're crazy! Martin Riggs: Now you can jump if you want to, but you'll be taking me with you and that makes you a muderer.
Beat Cop: Had a jumper here last night, Dixie was walking by, saw the whole thing. Roger Murtaugh: You got a statement from her, send her home. Dixie: Oh, thanks, I'm beat. You know how it is... Roger Murtaugh: Yeah, yeah, sure. All dressed up and no one to blow. Dixie: You're hilarious. God, I don't believe this...
Mr. Joshua: Good afternoon Mr. Mendez. Mendez: Yeah, how you doing? Mr. Joshua: Did you pat him down Mr. Larch? Mendez: Aw hey man, we went through this act already... Mr. Joshua: Go through it again! Mendez: Who are you? Mr. Joshua: That's hardly important but if it matters you may call me Mr. Joshua. Mr. Joshua: Let's go. Mendez: Oh, great, swell, Mr. Joshua, huh?
Martin Riggs: Give this to your dad for me, it's a present, I don't need it anymore. Rianne Murtaugh: It's a bullet. Martin Riggs: Yeah, he'll know what it's for.
Ebeneezer Scrooge: Tell me, what day is it? Mrs. Dilber: What day? Mr. Joshua: Goddamn Christmas! I'll give you a home to come back to.
