Stanley Goodspeed: Why didn't you just tell them were the microfilm was and create a solution?
John Mason: The moment they had the microfilm, they'd suicide me. Some solution.
Thelma: Louise, shoot the radio
Louise: [she fires at the radio]
Thelma: The POLICE radio, Louise!
Louise, no matter what happens, I'm glad I came with you.Thelma
State Trooper: [sobbing] Please! I have a wife and kids.
Thelma: Oh really, well, you're lucky. You be sweet to them, especially your wife. My husband wasn't sweet to me. Look how I turned out.
Louise Sawyer: Decaf or regular?
Girl in diner: Uh, regular, please.
Louise Sawyer: You girls are kinda young to be smokin', dontcha think? Ruins your sex drive.
Louise: Remember when we first met?
Louise: What happened? Tell me what you said.
Jimmy: I said you had a nice pair of eyes.
Louise: And what did I say? You remember?
Jimmy: Yeah, you shut 'em. Asked me if I knew what color they were?
Louise: And what's you say?
Jimmy: I didn't know.
Louise: Jimmy, what color are my eyes?
Jimmy: They're brown.
Jimmy: I want to give you something.
Louise: Give it to me here.
Jimmy: [pulls out at engagement ring] Why don't you try it on? You didn't see that one coming, did you?
Louise: Why Jimmy? Why now?
Jimmy: Try not to get too excited, Louise. I just flew across two states with that ring in my fuckin' hand, and uh... You know I hate to fly.
Jimmy: Did I hear somebody say "Peaches"?
Louise: Oh my God. Jimmy.
Jimmy: That's the secret word. Show the lady what she's won, Don.
Jimmy: It's a place called the Vagabond Motel. It's at 1921 North East 23rd. It's under "Peaches".
Jimmy: That's the code word. I miss you, Peaches.
Thelma: I know it's crazy, but I just feel like I got a knack for this shit.
Louise: I believe you do.
You let her go, you fuckin' asshole, or I'm gon' splatter your ugly face all over this nice car!Louise Sawyer
Thelma Dickerson: [with cliff in front of them and cops behind] Okay, then listen; let's not get caught.
Louise Sawyer: What're you talkin' about?
Thelma Dickerson: Let's keep goin'!
Louise Sawyer: What d'you mean?
Thelma Dickerson: [nods] ... Go.
Louise Sawyer: You sure?
Thelma Dickerson: Yeah.