Damn, that some cold shit.


Han Sing: Sorry Moron.
Maurice: Name's Maurice, bitch.

I don't care if you're going to confession - it's going to be you, me, and the priest.


I'll have your check.

Vincent Roth

Guns don't kill people, people kill people.


Trish: Do I know you?
Maurice: How you gonna play me like that?
Trish: What?
Maurice: Now you know I work for your pops.
Trish: Right, right. What's your name again? Something starts with an M...
Maurice: Yeah, that's it. That's it.
Trish: Moron.
Maurice: Funny. It's Maurice, all right?

Look, if I wanted Eddie Murphy, I would have gone to the movies!


You think putting your kids through college is going to make all your crooked straight?


You gotta look at this philosophical. Some you win... and Dim Sum, you lose.


Kai: We got a tip this place is going to get hit.
Kung: When?
Kai: Right now.

Simon: Where are my pigeons now?
Inspector Cobb: Pigeons?
Simon: I had two pigeons, bright and gay, fly for me the other day. Why is it they did go? You cannot tell, you do not know.
Inspector Cobb: You mean McClane?
Simon: No, I mean Santa Claus.

John Mason: What exactly does this stuff do?
Stanley Goodspeed: If the rocket renders it aerosol, it could take out the entire city of people.
John Mason: Really? And what happens if you drop one?
Stanley Goodspeed: Happily, it'd just wipe out you and me.
John Mason: How?
Stanley Goodspeed: It's a cholinesterase inhibitor. Stops the brain from sending nerve messages down the spinal cord within thirty seconds. Any epidermal exposure or inhalation and you'll know. A twinge at the small of your back as the poison seizes your nervous system...

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