Freb: The corner of Wiltern and Wetherley... Tumbler messed up, he said the Porsche should be at the corner of Wiltern and Wetherly.
Kip: There it is.
Mirror Man: You're bullshitting me!
Kip: I gotta get my tool.
Mirror Man: Kip that's not a tool... that's a damn brick! Kip, man, we gonna use a brick, we may as well call prison and make reservations!

We're gonna have to go old school on this. A day to shop, a day to prep.

Otto Halliwell

I am a baaaad man.

Memphis

[to Sphinx] Damn it's cold up here, they keep these Ferrari's refrigerated? And you know black people don't like cold weather, we're tropical people. Man, when this is over I'm gonna smoke a joint, watch two hours of Roots and I'm gonna KICK YOUR ASS!

Mirror Man

Raymond Calitri: Am I an arsehole? Do I look like an arsehole?
Memphis: Yeah.

The Sphinx: [only lines] If his unpleasant wounding has in some way enlightened the rest of you as to the grim finish beneath the glossy veneer of criminal life, then his injuries carry with it an inherent nobility, and a supreme glory. We should all be so fortunate. You say poor Toby? I say poor us.
[Everyone stares in awe]
Tumbler: He spoke!
Atley Jackson: Yeah.
Memphis: Hey man, I thought you were from Long Beach.

I try to learn your ways, understand your obsessions. But this baseball, it's so bleedin' boring, isn't it?

Raymond Calitri

They threw us out of England, they threw us out of France, so here we are. Flourishing, really, except for the minor inconvenience of despising everything about your country.

Raymond Calitri

Freb: You ever feel bad about any of this?
Donny: Hell, no. I'm Robin Hood, man. I rob from the rich and give to the needy.
Freb: You mean the poor.
Donny: No, like I said, the needy. 'Cause brother, we need this car.

All gone, we didn't get a single one of them, and we are talking about professionals. No visible damage to locking mechanisms, steering columns, or ignitions, and as you can see, these are not Honda Civics. This is one of three brand-new Mercedes, a car they say is "unstealable."

Drycoff

Agent Paxton: Mr. Mason, I'm Special Agent-in-Charge Ernest Paxton.
John Mason: In charge of what? Fucking me over for another three decades?
Agent Paxton: I don't know anything about your previous matters. We've brought you here because there's a situation that we think you can help us with.
John Mason: What might that be? I've been in jail longer than Nelson Mandela, so maybe you want me to run for president.

You know, I like history too, and maybe when this is all over you and I can stop by the souvenir shop together but right now I just... I just wanna find some rockets!

Stanley Goodspeed

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