All right, Popeye's here! get your hands on your heads, get off the bar, and get on the wall!

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle

Popeye. You still picking your feet in Poughkeepsie?

Walt Simonson

All right! You put a shiv in my partner. You know what that means? Goddammit! All winter long I got to listen to him gripe about his bowling scores. Now I'm gonna bust your ass for those three bags and I'm gonna nail you for picking your feet in Poughkeepsie.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: This is Doyle. I'm sittin' on Frog One.
Bill Mulderig: Yeah, I know that. We got the Westbury covered like a tent.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: The Westbury my ass! I got him on the shuttle at Grand Central, now what the hell's going on up there?

The son of a bitch is here. I saw him. I'm gonna get him. Son of a bitch.

immy 'Popeye' Doyle

Chemist: Blast off: one-eight-oh. Two hundred: Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval. Two ten: U.S. Government certified. Two twenty: lunar trajectory, junk of the month club, sirloin steak. Two thirty: Grade A poison. Absolute dynamite. Eighty-nine percent pure junk. Best I've ever seen. If the rest is like this, you'll be dealing on this load for two years.
Joel Weinstock: So you say it's worth half a million?
Chemist: How many kilos?
Salvatore "Sal" Boca: Sixty.
Chemist: Sixty kilos, eight big ones per kilo, right? This stuff will take a seven to one hit on the street.
Salvatore "Sal" Boca: And by the time it gets down to nickel bags, it will be worth at least thirty-two million.
Joel Weinstock: Thank you, Howard. Take what's left there with you and good night.

I always hated this place.

James Bond

He's keen to get home.

Husband at Tube Station

Kincade: So who are we going up against?
James Bond: This isn't your fight.
Kincade: Try and stop me, you jumped-up little shit.

We are the two rats left. We can either eat each other, huh, or eat everyone else.

Raoul Silva

Q: I'm guessing this is not official ?
James Bond: Not even remotely.
Q: So much for my promising career in espionage.

Gareth Mallory: Eleanor, be sensible. Retire with dignity...
M: Dignity! To Hell with dignity! I'll retire when my goddamn job is finally done.

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