Favorite Die Hard: With a Vengeance Quotes
Yippie-ka-yay, motherfucker!John McClane
John McClane: You think we should call a fire truck?
Zeus: Fuck 'em, just let 'em cook!
Zeus: Didn't I hear you say you didn't even like your brother?
Simon: There's a difference between not liking one's brother and not caring when some dumb Irish flatfoot drops him out of a window.
[addressing his troops] And remember. This was all made possible thanks to the g-g-g-g-gullibility of the New York Police Department!Simon
John McClane: I'll tell you what your problem is, you don't like me because you're a racist!
John McClane: You're a racist! You don't like me because I'm white!
Zeus: I don't like you because you're going to get me killed!
Zeus: Excuse me, I need to use that phone.
Businessman: Use the other one.
Zeus: Sir, please. I need to use that phone.
Businessman: Hey, listen, bro, I was here first.
Zeus: Bro? Get away from the goddamn phone!
I'm a soldier, not a monster. Though I sometimes work for monsters.Simon
Zeus: Why do you keep calling me 'Jesus'? Do I look Puerto Rican to you?
John McClane: Guy back there called you 'Jesus'.
Zeus: He didn't say 'Jesus'. He said, "Hey, Zeus!" My name is Zeus.
John McClane: Zeus?
Zeus: Yeah, Zeus. As in father of Apollo? Mt. Olympus? Don't fuck with me or I'll shove a lightning bolt up your ass? Zeus! You got a problem with that?
Simon: [talking to police on speaker] Well, is the ebony Samaritan there?
Zeus: You got a problem with ebony?
Simon: No, no. My only problem is that I went to some trouble preparing that game for McClane. You interfered with a well-laid plan.
Zeus: Well, you can stick your well-laid plan up your well-laid ass.
John McClane: You know how to fire one of these?
John McClane: No?
Zeus: Hey, all brothers don't know how to use guns, you racist motherfucker.
Zeus: McClane. McClane!
John McClane: What?
Zeus: [shouts] McClane!
Zeus: So what's up with that L.A. thing? You famous or something?
John McClane: Yeah, for about five minutes.
Zeus: Don't tell me. Rodney King, right?
John McClane: Fuck you.