Listen to me. Hang the fuck on, all right?John McClane
Zeus: Who was the 21st President?
John McClane: I don't know.
Zeus: You don't know?
John McClane: No, I don't know! Do you know?
John McClane: Does this shit have airbags?
Zeus: Your side does, I don't know about mine... McClane!
Oh, boy... am I glad you talked me out of jumping.Zeus
John McClane: Why me? What he's got to do with me?
Inspector Cobb: I have no idea, he just said it had to be you.
John McClane: It's nice to be needed.
Helicopter Pilot: Hang on, we're going down.
John McClane: Do you see those high-tension wires?
Zeus: Hey, McClane, what the fuck!
Zeus: What the hell does this all have to do with killing McClane?
Simon: Life has its little bonuses.
Simon: Simon's going to tell Lieutenant McClane what to do, and Lieutenant McClane is going to do it. Non-compliance will result in a penalty.
Inspector Cobb: What penalty?
Simon: Another big bang in a very public place.
Simon: [On phone] Is there a detective named McClane there?.
Inspector Cobb: He's on suspension.
Simon: No Walter, he's not. Not today.
Inspector Cobb: Who is this?
Simon: Call me Simon.
Inspector Cobb: What do you want?
Simon: I want to play a game.
Inspector Cobb: What kind of game?
Simon: Simon Says.
Zeus: McClane. McClane!
John McClane: What?
Zeus: [shouts] McClane!
Zeus: Now, where you goin'?
Raymond: To get educated.
Dexter: So we can go to college.
Zeus: And why is that important?
Dexter: To get es-pect.
Zeus: RE-spect. Now, who's the bad guys?
Dexter: Guys who sell drugs.
Raymond: Guys who have guns.
Zeus: And who's the good guys?
Dexter: We're the good guys.
Zeus: Who's gonna help you?
Zeus: *So who's gonna help you*?
Dexter: We're gonna help ourselves.
Zeus: And who do we not want to help us?
Dexter, Raymond: White people.
Zeus: That's right. Now get on outta here. Go to school.
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.