[after chopping off the arm of a bad guy and telling him] You got to admit that was pretty fucking cool.

Chev Chelios

Get a cell phone, honey, please.

Chev Chelios

Chev Chelios: I know what I'm going to have to do.
Orlando: What's that?
Chev Chelios: I'm going to have to kick some black ass.

Shirt Factory Supervisor: [to Chev] Hey, asshole! Asshole!
Eve: Don't talk to him like that! My boyfriend kills people like you!

Does it look like I got cunt written on my head? Who do you think you are fucking with?

Chev Chelios

Chev Chelios: I'm looking for something that begins with an E.
Pharmacist: England?

Audrey Billings: You said if I needed anything...
Frank Martin: I can't.
Audrey Billings: Why, because of who I am?
Frank Martin: Because of who *I* am.

I did the job like you. Just... my pay is better. My hair and my suit too.


Gianni: Not quite what you expected when you showed up for work this morning, is it, Frank?
Frank Martin: [rolls his eyes] Is that what passes for wit in this circle?
Gianni: [laughs] In this circle, my friend, "wit" is not a requirement of the job. Brutality, yes. An ability to inflict pain, absolutely. A certain psychotic moral ignorance, blind obedience, all required. But not wit.

Tarconi: [about Frank Martin] I wouldn't say he's a friend, I barely know the man.
Marshall Smith: You were cooking in his house!
Tarconi: I'm French.
Marshall Smith: So?
Tarconi: That's how we break the ice!

Tarconi: Let me guess: you need my help again.
Frank Martin: You still near the computer?
Tarconi: It's practically my pillow. Where do you want to start?
Frank Martin: I don't know. I have nothing.
Tarconi: Ah! My favorite kind of investigation.

Dr. Sonovitch: [after Frank kills Dimitri] Ah, good! Our problem is solved! One for each of us.
Frank Martin: It's not for us.
Dr. Sonovitch: Ah, one for you, one for the child. Your devotion is touching.
Frank Martin: My patience is about to run out.

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