Popular Ocean's Eleven Quotes
I'm not sure what four nines does, but the ace, I think, is pretty high.Danny
Danny: Phil Turenteen...
Danny: No shit. On the job?
Rusty: Skin cancer.
Danny: D'you send flowers?
Rusty: Dated his wife for a while.
Danny: We'll need Saul.
Rusty: He won't do it. He got out of the game a year ago.
Danny: Get religion?
Danny: ... You could ask him.
Rusty: Hey, I could ask him.
Terry: All right. Now I have complied with your every request, would you agree?
Rusty: I would.
Terry: Good, 'cause now I have one of my own. Run and hide, asshole. Run and hide. If you should be picked up next week buying a hundred-thousand dollar sports car in Newport Beach, I am going to be supremely disappointed. Because I want my people to find you, and when they do, rest assured we are not going to hand you over to the police. So my advice to you again is this: run and hide. That is all that I ask.
[Bruiser punches Danny]
Danny: Ahh! Jesus, Bruiser, not until later!
Bruiser: Sorry Danny, I forgot.
Danny: It's all right.
Well, then you can inform Mr. Levin he'll be better off watching the fight in front of his television at home... Surely he must have HBO.Terry
Turk Malloy: Ten says he shorts it.
Frank, Livingston, Saul: Twenty!
Virgil Malloy: Are you a man?
Turk Malloy: Yes, nineteen.
Virgil Malloy: Are you alive?
Turk Malloy: Yes, eighteen.
Virgil Malloy: Evel Knievel.
Turk Malloy: ...shit.
You of all people should know Terry, in your hotel, there's always someone watching.Tess
Tess: Do you remember what I said when we met?
Danny: You said I'd better know what I'm doing.
Tess: And do you? Because you should walk out that door if you don't.
Danny: I know what I'm doing.
Terry: What are you doing?
Danny: Livingston, we're set.
Rusty: Livingston, we're set.
Livingston: Basher, we're set.
Basher: Hang on a minute chief.
Livingston: We don't have a minute, Yen's gonna suffocate.
Basher: Then you'd better leave off bothering me, don't you think?
Bartender: [over the background noise] How's the game going?
Rusty: Longest hour of my life.
Bartender: [not hearing him] What?
Rusty: I'm running away with your wife.