Madeliene White: Don't take this personally, but I don't think you can afford me.
Keith Frazier: Don't take this personally, Miss White, but kiss my black ass.

C'mon! You've seen Dog Day Afternoon! You're stalling!

Keith Frazier

Madeliene White: Well, I'd love to tell you what a monster you are, but, uh, I have to help Bin Laden's nephew buy a co-op on Park Ave.
Arthur Case: [laughing] If that were true, you wouldn't tell me.
Madeliene White: [turning to leave] We're listing you as a reference.

What are you doing? This ain't no bank robbery!

Keith Frazier

Madeliene White: Well detective, there are matters at stake here that are a little bit above your pay grade. No offense.
Keith Frazier: Well, why don't you just tell the mayor to raise my pay grade to the proper level, and problem solved.

Who ever heard of a bank robbers escaping on a plane with fifty hostages? Why? I don't know.

Keith Frazier

[to Keith Frazier] If this goes down wrong, they're gonna dump this whole mess in your lap.

Det. Bill Mitchell

Keith Frazier: Just let's everyone stay calm, OK?
Dalton Russell: Don't I sound calm to you?
Keith Frazier: Yes, you do.

Vikram Walia: Fuckin' tired of this shit. What happened to my fuckin' civil rights? Why can't I go anywhere without being harassed? Get thrown out a bank, I'm a hostage, I get harassed. I go to the airport, I can't go through security without a random selection. Fuckin' random, my ass.
Keith Frazier: I bet you can get a cab though.
Vikram Walia: I guess that's one of the perks.

Keith Frazier: Sorry to interrupt you, Mister Mayor, but there's an old American saying: When there's blood on the streets, somebody's gotta go to jail.

Fact is, all lies, all evil deeds, they stink. You can cover them up for a while, but they don't go away.

Dalton Russell

Detective Frazier my ass, where's my fucking turban?

Vikram Walia

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