John McClane: You think we should call a fire truck?
Zeus: Fuck 'em, just let 'em cook!

John McClane: Oh shit.
Zeus: What? WHAT?
John McClane: I left Holly hanging on the phone.
Zeus: Ah, call her back.
John McClane: Uhh, she's going to be pissed.
Zeus: She'll get over it.
John McClane: I don't know, Zeus. Like I said, she's a very stubborn woman.
Zeus: She'd have to be to stay married to you.

Zeus: Why do you keep calling me 'Jesus'? Do I look Puerto Rican to you?
John McClane: Guy back there called you 'Jesus'.
Zeus: He didn't say 'Jesus'. He said, "Hey, Zeus!" My name is Zeus.
John McClane: Zeus?
Zeus: Yeah, Zeus. As in father of Apollo? Mt. Olympus? Don't fuck with me or I'll shove a lightning bolt up your ass? Zeus! You got a problem with that?

Zeus: Morning.
John McClane: Good morning.
Zeus: You having a nice day, sir? You feeling all right? Not to get too personal, but a white man standing in the middle of Harlem wearing a sign that says "I hate niggers" has got some serious personal issues, or not all his dogs are barking.
John McClane: [yawns]
Zeus: Hey! I'm talking to you! Now you've got about ten seconds before those guys see you, and when they do they will kill you. Do you understand? You're about to have a very bad day.
John McClane: Tell me about it.

Zeus: Wait a minute, wait a minute, it's a trick! I forgot about the man.
John McClane: Man? What man? Fuck the man! I got 10 seconds here!
Zeus: The riddle begins, "As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives!"
John McClane: So?
Zeus: So, the guy and his wives aren't going anywhere.
John McClane: What are they doing?
Zeus: Sitting in the fucking road! Waiting on the moors! How the hell should I know?

John McClane: You know that bomb I said they found up in Harlem?
Zeus: Yeah, what about it?
John McClane: Well, I kind of lied. They found it down in Chinatown.
Zeus: Oh that's low, man.

Zeus: How do Catholics do their thing?
John McClane: North, South, West, East.

John McClane: You know how to hot-wire this thing?
Zeus: Of course I can, I'm an electrician. Only problem is... it takes too fuckin' long.

Zeus: Well, at least I'm gonna die rich.
John McClane: I've got bad news for ya, you're only dying with me.
Zeus: How the hell do you know?
John McClane: I know the man, I know the family. The only thing better than blowing up $100 billion worth of gold is making people think you did.

Zeus: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not going anywhere.
Inspector Cobb: Simon says you got to go.
Zeus: I'm not jumping through hoops for some psycho! That's a white man, with white problems. You deal with him. Call me when he crosses 110th Street.

Zeus: See, I told you Park Drive was jammed!
John McClane: I didn't say through Park Drive.

John McClane: Hey, can you pick locks?
Zeus: Is this one of those black things again?

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